Dark Magus Returns

Raze still had the bloody sword from the fight, and the dried blood was still on the blade even after a couple of days. Some of it had flaked off, and he was hoping that if he wetted it a bit and applied it to the statue, it would be fine.

The main issue was that the moment he did this, the seal would be broken. The last time that had happened with Simyon's earring, it had caused a portal break, and what was known as a hybrid had come out of it, nearly destroying the whole town.

The other issue was the fact that Alter was here. If that happened, they would put two and two together, not even giving Raze enough time to do what he needed to get rid of the evidence. Now that they were gone, he could get to work.

Taking the sword with him, he placed it around his waist, tugging it under the cloth band. He wore his uniform over his wounded body, and it was only then that he realized that he had been half-naked in front of Charlotte the whole time.

"No wonder she blushed," Raze thought to himself. "I guess this is the type of body that attracts women. It's been a long time since my old prune self, that I didn't even notice."

Leaving the room, it looked like the academy was quick to start on construction work. Since they were Pagna warriors, it was getting done at a fast rate as well. They didn't tire and seemed to somewhat even enjoy it.

Looking around, he was trying to find the others. Usually, when he left rooms, they would come hurling towards him, and he was ready this time, but there was no one. Instead, his eye had caught someone else.

'Actually, maybe this isn't so bad,' Raze thought.

Inside the sleeping quarters, Raze walked across from one side to the other, where he could see one teacher who was observing everything. As he got closer, the two of them had almost made eye contact, but almost immediately the other had turned away.

"Hey, it's been a while, hasn't it, Teacher D*ckhead," Raze said. "Ah, sorry, I mean Teacher Tod. You know, it's quite easy to get those two mixed up."

Immediately, the previous assessor, now just a teacher for the Blue headbands, turned to look at Raze. It looked as if he was trying to hide his anger, but he was doing a bad job of keeping it in.

The vein at the side of his head was bulging, and his lips were quivering even if they were closed.

"Due to my past mistake, I will allow that to pass," Tod stated.

"Oh, and you think that makes us even?" Raze asked and held out his hand. "I believe, during one of the assessments, the students were able to keep the power stones that they had retrieved. Now that you acknowledge that those power stones are mine, hand them over."

Nearly all of Tod's body was shaking, making a rattling noise on the floorboards beneath. Never had a teacher been treated this way in his entire duration at the academy. He himself was a stage three Pagna warrior.

Because of this, the students respected him greatly. It was then that he remembered the fact that Ricktor was also a stage three Pagna warrior, and not only that, but Raze had managed to defeat him.

Ricktor wasn't just any stage 3 Pagna warrior; he was one of the strongest of them as well, which meant that this brat in front of him was even stronger than that. It was almost impossible to acknowledge, but he bit his lip and held his tongue.

"Yes, Mr. White Dragon," Tod said as he went off to gather the crystals for his fellow student, leaving Raze a little confused.

'White Dragon, why did he call me that? Is it because of my hair? That name's kinda ridiculous.' Raze said as he patiently waited.

A little while later, Tod had returned with a bag full of crystals. Opening it up, Raze checked that they were all there. Now with these crystals, he could use them for all sorts of things, such as potions and more.

"Thanks for this, Teacher Tod," Raze said, holding the bag up, then he stopped and turned around. "Sorry, I meant Teacher D*ckhead."

Heading outside, Raze soon knew the reason why the others weren't inside; it was because they were outside, all of them practicing. But there was one more person who seemed to be training, and that was Liam.

Liam and Simyon were both using wooden swords as they went at it. It was odd because Raze had the impression that the two didn't like each other, and that was true.

Moments ago, it was actually Liam who had asked Safa to train with him due to her great skills. She was getting up and had accepted. She wanted to continue growing her skills, and seeing this, that's when Simyon had interjected and decided to help him train instead.

When they saw Raze, they had the same reaction as always as all of them rushed over and went to check if he was all right. He demonstrated that he was fine by his movements. He actually felt better since his main soreness was from the muscles on his body from his fight with Ricktor.

Once again, though, Raze had asked to just speak to Dame, as the two of them walked off and looked to be heading out of the main academy.

"Those two, they sure do talk a lot. I thought you and him were meant to be best friends," Liam commented.

"Hey, just because we're friends doesn't mean I need to follow him everywhere I go!" Simyon shouted back, but it did make him worry a little; did Raze just not trust him for some reason?

"It seems you keep getting into more and more trouble as the day goes by," Dame commented, wondering what on earth had happened last night.

"You're right, which is why I wanted to talk to you. I was thinking, how about we head back to that cave?" Raze asked.