Dark Magus Returns

Chapter 251 Who’s The Stupid One?

The first month’s assessment for the students was to focus on learning one of the skills that they could obtain from the library. It was a simple task that would allow them to settle in with those who were around them.

At the end of the month, students then took part in a battle where colored headband users would participate. Here was when students were meant to show the difference in strength.

Some would feel as if they could never catch up and choose their place, while others would try to strive to close the gap. Hopefully, it would also kick the other students into gear who felt like their positions could be taken at any moment.

The only thing was, the event didn’t go as planned, and there was a giant spanner that had been thrown in.

Regardless, the school stayed with their system, allowing the students to have a break, and when they returned, they would go onto their second assessment, which once again would last an entire month for them all. But before that, just like the first time, they were to head to the library, and here they could choose a new skill to learn.

“This is so exciting!” Simyon said as he stared at the tower-like structure. The library was full of many floors filled with books and techniques from all over. This was important for those like them, those with no name who weren’t able to learn strong techniques.

“Now that we’re Red Headbands, we’ll be able to have access to even higher-grade books to learn,” Simyon said, placing both his hands together and almost letting out a silent scream. He was also wearing the enchanted gloves.

Since they were thin and looked very normal, no one said anything, and it was the same as the rest of the times the other two were wearing them as well. These items just looked like accessories to the rest.

“You lucked out last time when you picked that weapon refining skill,” Dame commented. “I’ll help you out when we’re inside; I think I can find something that will suit you a bit more, especially now that we have access to the whole library.”

Simyon had an idea of what he was going to get, Safa had an idea of what she wanted, the only ones that were left were Liam and Raze. For a moment, Liam looked up at Raze, but he quickly decided to say nothing.

The students were soon let into the library, and just like before, everyone had entered, including those from the other headbands. What they noticed was the access area for the Red Headband users was mostly on another floor.

The reason why they hadn’t run into many Red Headband users last time was because of this. It was only due to Ricktor seeking out Simyon that the two of them ran into each other.

When reaching the second floor, Dame and Simyon soon went off to try and find what they were looking for, Safa had gone to inspect the sword techniques just like Teacher Lee had informed her, leaving Raze and Liam on their own.

“If only there was a technique that could help my eye grow back, huh?” Liam commented, trying to crack a joke between the two, but he saw Raze just walk off into another section of the library without saying a word.

‘Crap, crap, crap, I have no clue what to do or where to go. Why isn’t anyone helping me out?’

Naturally, Liam just happened to find himself following Raze, and he saw him looking at the books but not picking up nearly any of them. It made him wonder what was going through his mind.

Yet he couldn’t pay too much attention to Raze; he had to think about himself.

‘I also use sword techniques, but sword techniques themselves aren’t valuable on their own. I could go for a cultivation technique that increases the mind.’

‘These are good in the future when I go up against stronger stage Pagna warriors whose visual Qi can even affect one mentally or change and distort the place around them. Or I could try and go for a type of foot technique.’

Thinking back, Liam was trying to think about what he could do that would help him not experience the same thing that he had against the Demonic students. Meanwhile, he was being distracted, looking at Raze once in a while.

‘At the moment, I already have the Noctis skill book. There was more than one technique in that book, compared to these single techniques. There’s already a lot for me to learn; I don’t know much about any techniques, so I don’t even know what is strong or what is weak.’

‘But it does make me wonder, what if I use magic on these books? Will the ones that are compatible with magic shake? That wouldn’t make much sense since it would be based more on the book rather than the technique itself, so it wouldn’t work, at least I think that’s the case.’

Raze thought he might as well give it a try and reached out for one of the books.

“Hey!” a student called over; there were two of them approaching Raze by his side. They had just shouted before he had reached the book. Like an annoying fly, Raze turned his head to look over at them.

“Are you guys not even going to respect your elders?”

Looking at the Red Headband users, Raze wondered what he meant by elders, and Liam, who was close by, could tell. These were the second-year students.

“What, you’re not even going to say hello or greet us. You didn’t even come to see us when you entered the Red Headband group. Just because you defeated the Main Disciples, you think you’re hot shit now?” the other called out.

Raze shook his head; he was tired of this. He thought defeating the Main Disciples would have put an end to all of this.

‘Was I too nice? Is that why they are trying to take advantage of me? It’s the same as when I was on Alterian, and lately, I have been thinking about my past more and more.’

Raze’s whole body was tensing up just thinking about the magic world.

“You know, I’m starting to think that the Main Disciples weren’t even all that. Everyone was just scared of their strength, but no one had even fought them. Then they get beaten by these no-names; it’s clear that they were just weak.”

The best thing to do in this situation to calm his anger down was to ignore them. That was often the advice people gave. These people just wanted attention, so if he ignored them, it would be okay, right?

With that, Raze went ahead to pick the book. From the top, he used his index finger to pull it out.

“Hey!” the student grabbed Raze by the wrist. “I’m talking to you, you stupid fucker.”

In that moment, with the anger building up already, and the added anger of being touched, Raze immediately moved his other hand.

‘You won’t learn, will you? You people won’t learn unless you realize there are consequences for your actions!’

Liam could barely see the move, but the next moment, all he could hear was a cry out in pain.

“AHHHHHHH!” The scream echoed throughout the entire room.

Raze had two bloody fingers, and the student had blood dripping from one of his eyeballs. Before the other one could react as well, Raze had grabbed the top of his head and was tensing it hard.

“If I squeeze any harder, you will die,” Raze said. “And all of it was because you wouldn’t let me pick my book in peace. Who is the stupid one now?”