Now that all the members of the elite class were present, Boris doubted for a moment but looking at Daimon who didn’t seem to be worried at all, he shrugged.
“You brats probably already got news of what is happening, but I will say it anyway, in a couple of weeks you will be facing the other section of the elite class, due to the difference in members no one will be joining this class for some time, only the other one will augment its members until they are the same as you”.
“The second thing in the list, is that a magic ruin was discovered… for the time being it’s believed that only those in the fifth star mage realm or below can enter, but it’s still being analyzed, once we get the verdict from the Greenwich Sage, there are two possible outcomes”.
“Either many of you will be forced by your families to enter, or you will enter by your own will… only a few really selected people will be able to decide whether they want to go or not”, said Boris while stealing some glances at Daimon.
Calvin sighed.
“What’s inside that ruin that might be as important as the lives of the members of the elite class?”.
Boris shook his head.
“No one knows, but according to the rumors, it’s a legacy from ancient times, whatever the case might be, your class schedule has been modified, miss Aliya will change some of the subjects to others that are more battle oriented… and your magic training time will be doubled, any questions?”.
Surprisingly Michael interrupted this time.
“Why were there students of the human academy in the city, and more importantly why was there an Archknight without any restrictions in a place full of star ranked students?”.
The old man scratched his head a couple of times before answering.
“I’ll be frank, there is a considerably high chance that a war might wreak havoc due to that magic ruin, so everyone es trying to win over as much allies as possible, that’s why there are going to be quite a few transfer students here, humans aren’t prohibited in our academy… there is a lot of people in Lykos which descends from a human and a member of beast races like me for example”.
Daimon nodded, not all the beast races had special characteristics like werewolves for example, and for those who descended from humans it was even more common to not inherit them, that’s why on the surface hybrids like Boris looked like normal humans, although that wasn’t the case.
p Liliana immediately stood up and spoke.
“That’s one thing, but why the hell there weren’t any guards coming yesterday, when a foreigner was clearly being hostile towards a student, the rules specify we are protected within the territory of the Wild Claw academy?”.
Boris felt a headache coming his way, but Liliana was right, one thing are conflicts between students, the academy actually encourages its students to fight, as long as it doesn’t result in death or permanent wounds there won’t be “official consequences”.
That being said Taylor isn’t a student of the Wild Claw academy, so of course Boris reported the situation to the pertinent authorities, in this case the vice principals and the principal, half the votes condemned Daimon’s actions as it might create friction with the Gladius family, needless to say that group was practically conformed by the Jolbaris family vice principals and their supporters.
The other half instead applauded him for defending a classmate from a member of another faction, their argument was rather solid “The Gladius family hasn’t ever sent help nor cooperated with the beast faction, at most their concept of being “allies” it’s just not kidnapping our kin anymore and even that it’s just on the surface”.
There was no argument to refute that, besides Daimon followed the “rules”, Taylor’s wound could be healed… but it will take at least a couple of months, and so to satisfy both parties the whole situation was thrown under the carpet, the gladius family could only swallow their complains, unfortunately the same could be said of the girls from the Risha family.
Boris knew that Yvonne, Liliana and Leslie were not satisfied with the solution, but there was so much he could do, he wasn’t a noble that’s why he stayed and worked for the academy.
“Little girls, I know this isn’t fair, but the world has never been fair, at the very least that brat from the Gladius family didn’t go unpunished, so I doubt he will ever dare to approach any of you… since there is a certain “blood thirsty demon” watching your backs”.
Boris turned to see Daimon.
“Speaking of that, a leg or an arm would have been enough… why did you suddenly changed your target?”.
Daimon shrugged.
“The purpose of a punishment is to make people regret their actions, an arm or a leg would have only made him feel pain, even when I kicked his ass, the way he was looking at the girls didn’t change”.
That was true, even when he was getting beat up, Taylor still looked not only at Leslie but the other girls with lust filled eyes… the problem was that he also targeted Aisha and that was what sealed his destiny.
Daimon smiled before continuing.
“He wasn’t learning the lesson, and where would I put my face, if others believed they can come here and cause troubles in my class, so that’s why I decided for a more “suitable” punishment”.
Boris sighed.
“Whatever, if they come with bad intentions then you can deal with the situation however you want… as long as you don’t cross the line, but if they don’t come looking for trouble then let it be”.
Daimon snorted.
“I already warned everyone back at the welcome party, it’s not my fault they were transferred after that, but I guess they properly received the message this time around, “if you want to keep your limbs attached to your body, keep them as far as possible from me and those around me”.
Calvin nodded.
“It’s good we are included, imagine some of those guys having a “weird” taste and going after shorties like Michael”.
Michael was agreeing with Calvin, until he heard the last part.
“What the hell you Calvin bastard!!! Don’t drag others into your weird fetishes”, he said in a sarcastic voice.
Boris was amazed at their interactions, “yesterday they were treating each other like strangers, and now they are interacting like friends… nothing like an enemy in common to make people unite I guess”, he thought.
After what happened yesterday, Boris wasn’t as confident as before so this time he didn’t leave the area of the classroom, instead he stood outside to wait for the lessons to be over.
Now that Boris finished with the announcements of the day, Aliya took over.
“I know yesterday wasn’t exactly a good day, so in case you forgot your homework I’ll overlook it just this time, did any of you succeed in brewing the potion?”.
Listening to their teacher’s question, everyone took out the results of their first time brewing a potion, starting with Calvin’s one which was a mess.
Aliya saw that liquid part of the potion had little brown particles floating around and she shook her head.
“You didn’t complete the refining process, so the solid remains didn’t properly separate from the potion… drinking it like this might heal you, but the remains of unrefined river grass and magic beast’s blood, will be detrimental to your body”.
Aliya drew an approximation of the internal organs in a body, she made a circle in the kidneys before continuing with her explanation.
“While the magic core might be most important for a mage, mana flows through all the body, you all were born into a decent family… it might be unheard for you, but low-quality potions like the one Calvin brewed aren’t exactly uncommon, all those who don’t have enough money have no option but to sacrifice their well-being in order to survive”.
“Of course, it’s not something that happens with a mere healing potion like this one, breaking through becomes harder the more you advance, so of course one of the most important fields for alchemists is creating potions to help both mages and knights to advance”.
“While those who are born in a noble family, or those who end up signing a contract with an organization… like the academy for example, will not have to worry about money and other resources, those whose talent is limited, commoners and those who don’t like to be tied, often end up dying not in battle or reaching the end of their lifespan”.
“They die due to the accumulation of residues in their organs, in order to advance they use low quality potions and even experimental recipes, they become strong, some form a lesser noble family and then die, others try to look for a cure, which doesn’t exist yet and end up dying in some forgotten land, or in a magic ruin”.
Aliya sighed, that could have been her fate, if not for Boris adopting her when her parents died.
The rest of them showed Aliya their results, surprisingly Yvonne, Aisha and also Michael managed to properly brew the potion, the quality wasn’t the best, but at the very least Aliya confirmed there won’t be any side effects of using them.
But what truly caught her attention was the bottle which Daimon was holding with his hands, the color of the content was more like copper than orange, Aliya frowned her eyebrows and took the bottle from Daimon.
Aisha saw the proud smile on her son’s face and she smiled, “Using the job skills from both an appraiser and a potion master together… that’s cheating darling ♥”.
Daimon felt his mother’s accusatory gaze, luckily, he was shameless enough to not care bout using the system for something as little as homework, up to this day he didn’t pay much attention to the potential of the truth seeker eyes in alchemy, but judging by Aliya’s amazed expression the result was quite something.
“D-Daimon, did you refine this… tell me was there even the slightest solid remains at the bottom of the flask, once the process was finished!!!!”, forgetting about her usual relaxed self, Aliya asked in a hurry.
The slightly metallic color, was a clear sign that the potion she taught them had reached perfection, absorbing all the properties of the magic beast’s blood and the green river grass, thus combining both the external and internal healing effects, that are usually separated in the orange liquid and the dark brown paste.
Daimon nodded.
“Everything integrated into the potion, there was no trace of the green river grass nor the blood once I finished creating it”.
Aliya’s eyes sparkled, she looked at both the potion and Daimon as if she has found an unvaluable treasure, still since all her students were looking at her, she tried her best to regain her composure.
“Ahem, this is the best outcome for the recipe I created… you have a nice potential to become an alchemist, so I hope to keep seeing you showing this kind of results”.
Although she said that, in her mind she was jumping around like a little girl, “to think that I would fins such a rare talent, he is a bit… rebellious, but to have such a genius as my pupil is a once in a life opportunity, sigh I hope he isn’t a muscle head like uncle Boris”.