‘Maybe I can strike a deal and work four times harder to make up for the lack of students?’
Michael felt that asking strangers to join Silverian Schild’s lesson wouldn’t help. They may sign up, but it was highly likely that they would give up after a few days and never return.
He was in need of some people, who were as stubborn as he was, otherwise, the lesson would be canceled later.
As Michael approached Silverian Schild, he noticed someone staring coldly at him from further away.
It was Kaleb Zenovia.
Kaleb Zenovia was still 17, and not yet an Awakened, but it looked like he was also a freshman at the Saphirelake Military Academy. Michael figured that the Zenovia family used their connections to pull some strings to make sure that Kaleb could stay with his sister and enroll as a freshman in the academy once he awoke his War Rune.
Everyone in the Zenovia family was a Lord, and it was highly likely that Kaleb would become one as well. The probability of him manifesting a powerful Soultrait was also high. Thus, he was taken in by the Saphirelake Military Academy – after a generous donation, of course.
“What are you staring at, idiot?!” Kaleb asked coldly, his voice seething in anger at the sight of Michael.
Michael just smiled lightly in return. He didn’t really feel anything upon looking at Kaleb. In fact, thanks to Kaleb, he earned quite a lot so he didn’t have any bad feelings.
The gains Michael made thanks to Kaleb were tremendous. Not only did he finally get revenge on his bullies from high school due to the archery competition proposed by Kaleb Zenovia, but he also obtained the Siltang Bow, Seron Voulge, and the Onyx Dragon Armor Set – for free at that.
How could Michael dislike Kaleb?
Thinking about Kaleb’s personality, Michael’s smile widened. He instinctively took a step closer to Kaleb, who noticed that something was amiss.
He instinctively stepped back as Michael strode forward.
“What?!” Kaleb asked again, but much louder than before.
Some people turned around to see what was going on, only to see Kaleb Zenovia retreating a little. His short silky blue hair and handsome appearance caused various emotions to erupt in the people around him.
Kaleb Zenovia was handsome and charming, and he hailed from one of the Supreme Families. His name was enough to strike guys with envy and cause the hearts of the females to flutter.
Of course, Michael didn’t care about any of that.
Kaleb glanced at his sister as if he was a puppy seeking help from his guardian. Alice had also noticed that Kaleb and Michael were face to face once again.
However, this time it was a little bit different.
Before Kaleb could say another word, Michael disappeared from his spot. He shot forward like a cannonball, and his right arm lunged forward.
In the next moment, Michael appeared in front of Kaleb, threw him over his shoulder and walked over to Silverian Schild. Kaleb tried to use every bit of force in his body to escape Michael’s grasp, but he was just an ordinary unawakened human. His physical strength might be exceptional, but that was only the case using the standards of ordinary humans.
Michael was a Tier-1 Lord, and he could hardly feel Kaleb’s struggle. He ignored Kaleb’s bickering and thrashing and only put down the young member of the Zenovia family on the ground when they arrived in front of Silverian Schild.
“We want to sign up. Please give us some pointers!” Michael bowed deeply while using some force to make Kaleb bow as well.
“Is that guy an idiot?” One of the onlookers asked loudly, “Who does he think he is?”
“That fool probably thinks this is a game, or maybe he just hit his head somewhere. Either way, he is stupid to think that he can force a Zenovia into doing something. This fool is clearly waiting for a beating!” A young man added.
“Maybe he wants to attract Professor Zenovia’s attention by using her younger brother?” A young female student pointed out a possibility.
The others nodded their heads in unison. They recalled that Alice Zenovia was known for doting on her younger brother. She would never allow anyone to mistreat her brother!
“Will we be able to see the wrath of the Frozen Duchess today? Amazing!” The first guy exclaimed, clearly excited about the possibility of witnessing Alice’s prowess up close.
Despite the commotion caused by Michael, Alice Zenovia didn’t move an inch. She merely watched Michael and Kaleb from her position and upped her sense of hearing to figure out what was going on.
Kaleb stared coldly at Michael, however, there was also confusion in his eyes.
What the hell was Michael trying to do with him?!
However, Michael just smiled at the young Zenovia.
“Are you afraid to miserably lose against me… again?” He asked provokingly.
Michael’s entire expression turned into a mocking smile, which caused Kaleb’s expression to twist into one of pure hatred. He ground his teeth and clenched his fists. However, not a single word escaped his lips for a moment.
Kaleb could clearly recall what had happened the last time they met. Michael had played him, and made a fool out of him – in front of his sister at that!
“Just wait until my War Rune manifests!!”
“Okay. I will take that as an ‘I am too afraid to compete with you. You are much stronger, better, and more handsome, either way.’. That’s the correct translation, or am I missing something?” Michael asked, taunting the young Zenovia again.
He smirked and turned his attention to Silverian Schild, ignoring Kaleb’s face, which had turned as red as a tomato due to the immense anger that spread through his entire being.
Meanwhile, Silverian Schild could only look at Michael confused.
He clearly recalled Michael from his Real Combat assessment, and the Instructors’ meeting afterward to determine the ranks of the students. Michael Fang didn’t have an extraordinary background, and he shouldn’t be familiar to Kaleb either. There was no instance where they could have met and become friends.
It didn’t even look like they were friends, in the first place.
How did they get to know each other?
Either way, Silverian Schild felt that the situation was quite interesting. He glanced over to Alice Zenovia, who didn’t interfere in Michael’s actions and cleared his throat.
“Even if the two of you want to join my lesson, we need two more freshmen to join. Furthermore, Kaleb is not yet an Awakened, so I cannot train him a lot. Professor Zenovia would skin me alive if something was to happen to him. That means we need, at least, two more freshmen to join the course, otherwise, you’ll end up wasting your time here!” Silverian explained impassively.
Michael frowned deeply but he turned his head in all directions a moment later. He didn’t know many people, which made him recall what Alice had messaged him. She had suggested him to get to know a few more freshmen, otherwise, some courses would become a hassle in the future.
“What an idiot. Why is he willing to sign up for the Devilish Saint’s training? Doesn’t he know that his training caused mental trauma to more than 90% of his class in the last semester?” A familiar voice reached Michael’s ears.
His ears perked up and he turned in the direction of the voice with a wide smile.
“I found another fool!”