Those who were weak were forced to kneel down while only a handful was enduring the inhuman force Elijah Smoke was releasing.
"Interesting." Elijah Smoke said as he noted those who remained standing. One of those was of course Tom. This burden was nothing in front him but he had to show a struggling facade because he did not think it wise to stand out too much especially before those much stronger than he was right now.
"Again, I welcome you to Swynton Academy!" Elijah Smoke said once more as he relented and completely cut off the aura of death he was outpouring towards the little kids. He walked down the platform as another individual replaced his place to speak to the students.
"How are you children? Do not take heart what the Master did. He only has your future in his mind as he does not want you to waste the chance that your families have given you. I am Stella Fry, the Mistress of Swynton Academy.
Please get your identification cards on the registrar and do not lose it as it contains your class schedules. May you enjoy your stay here and learn much from us. Dismiss," a gorgeous woman said towards the students. Most were shocked because how can an old man bag such a delicious looking wife.
"Scan those two, Alena," Tom instructed the system.
"Affirmative, Sovereign Immovable," Alena replied.
Name: Elijah Stone
Age: 901,537 years
Cultivation: Ninja Saint
Weapon: None
Armor: None
Origin Talent: None
Techniques: Hidden
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Name: Stella Fry
Age: 901,536 years
Cultivation: Ninja Saint
Weapon: None
Armor: None
Origin Talent: None
Techniques: Hidden
Their techniques are locked, Sovereign Immovable. Do you want to spend points to unlock?" Alena asked Tom.
"Nevermind, Alena." Tom would not waste valuable points for such useless information. He has use for those points in the upcoming lessons. He could barely contain his excitement.
"Soon," Tom muttered silently as he went in line towards the registrar to get his identification card.
"Here is your identification card," the loud voiced small man said to Tom as he received his identification card.
"Thank you," Tom politely said to the loud voiced small man.
"Next!" the loud voiced small man grated again to get another new student from the line.
"What is your schedule?" a voice approached Tom when he checked his identification card. It was easy to use like the key as he only thought what he wanted to know and the identification card responded to show a screen in front of him in a dazzling display of technological progress.
This identification card was made of metal which should be heavier than how it weighted Tom's hand. It was light and handy instead as the metal can be folded, its elasticity astonishing. This surprised Tom because this identification card, same with the magical key, was not present in his clan.
His clan's technology was still medieval. It made him think that it was either his clan was just too poor or this academy too advanced. This mystery ignited the thirst for knowledge within Tom. He had been a Dark Mage in his past life and was always curious of the unknown.
"7:30 AM at room 109. How about yours?" Tom said to Cody who sneaked up on him again.
"Same. That's my class also. Let's go wait inside and see our classmates," Cody said to Tom.
"Okay," Tom answered briefly towards Cody. They went together to find their classroom and in only five minutes, they arrived at a large room that can occupy at least a hundred students. Both found a comfortable chair to sit on as they waited for their teacher and classmates to arrive.
Cody was leading the talk as usual and after an hour of endless chatter, the class finally started.
"I am Jaxon Hunter, your teacher for the year. The fresh enrollees for this year are 10,492 students. I have 200 among those before me right now. I want nothing from you. Study hard or laze around, that is your concern. Even your death does not concern me.
I am here to teach you, nothing less and nothing more. Do not expect me to care for you if you are left behind for I'm not your father, nor your uncle, or relative," an amputated man told the students. He was a big man with a middle aged appearance.
The biggest man Tom had seen in this world. He easily stood 9 feet tall and had a bulky body. Both his arms were cut off as only the empty sleeves sway with his movements. Their teacher paused his speech as he looked at each of his students' eyes as if carving their images unto his mind.
None were seated at this moment as all were in rapt attention with their eccentric mentor.
"Scan him, Alena," Tom instructed the system.
"Affirmative, Sovereign Immovable," Alena replied to Tom.
Name: Jaxon Hunter
Age: 370,663 years
Cultivation: Ninja Ancestor
Weapon: None
Armor: None
Origin Talent: None
Techniques: Hidden
His techniques are locked, Sovereign Immovable. Do you want to spend points to unlock?" Alena asked Tom.
"No, Alena," Tom answered the system.
"I hope you remember my words well. Let us start. This world contains 7 main elements. Fire, water, earth, air, nature, light, and lastly darkness. These are the major ones but it does not mean that they are the only elements. There are variation elements of lightning, ice, magnet, et cetera.
The changes are endless but the root elements remain the same. These 7 remain eternal. Aside this power is the infamous origin talent. Only the 7 ruling clans possess this peculiar specialty.
They are strict on safeguarding their bloodlines as even those of their spouses are married into their clans, without exception." Jaxon Hunter paused again and looked at a particular boy in the back of the crowd. Tom followed his teacher's gaze to see a child who wore silver garments all over his body.