My Soul card is a Reaper

Feb 9th, 2022;

Garcia family compound, Death clan village;

Standing outside the Garcia palace, Azzy was talking to his parents, more like saying goodbye to them.

It was around the time of dawn and there weren't many people roaming around except for the guards who are stationed at the palace. Little Affy also seemed absent when her brother is leaving. She's probably asleep.

"Do you have to go?" Izora asked him for the nth time with a disappointed expression. She doesn't mean that he should not accept this mission. Since Azzy was going there as an instructor, he could just commute from home every day.

But, Azzy couldn't do it because he also had another secret mission and he doesn't want to take the help of his clan for investigation. Not to mention the fact that he will have to protect the students from any unexpected danger.

Azzy looked at her and smiled as he sealed his soul orb using the Decarune seal, "It's a part of my job, mom. I'll have to go."

"But, you are just 17. Your superior is really insane to give you such a mission," said Izora with a little bit of resentment toward the elf. "Why were you even working for someone in the first place?"

Azzy let out a sigh and replied, "We talked about this already. Everyone makes a choice and I have made mine." He then looked at Vesyrn and nodded, "Dad…"

Vesyrn had a lot of things to say but in the end, he just placed his hand on his son's shoulder with a smile, "be sure to come home once in a while, son."

"You can bet on it."

Waving his hand, he slowly rose into the air and flew away from the palace, leaving the clan village.

After teleporting to the Arcana world's Emerald city, a place in a level-3 region, Azzy made his way to the academy that was founded just about 15 years ago and yet produced two junior world champions so far.

No one has any idea who their financer is but they managed to rope in several star teachers who worked in top-tier academies. Despite such fact, there were only two legendary realm experts in the academy.

Upon reaching one of the gates of the academy, he was stopped by the guards as expected.

As Azzy showed the appointment letter, he was escorted to the principal's office, not because of respect but it is because they couldn't just trust a stranger even if the appointment letter appeared real. Adding to the fact that they couldn't sense any soul energy from Azzy, they couldn't help but stay suspicious until he was cleared of it.

Azzy didn't care about their actions and he just casually observed his surroundings as he went to the academy building. There, they waited for another 15 minutes as none of the staff members including the principal arrived. It appeared that the school timings were slightly different here.

And all this time, Azzy didn't speak a bit.

It was only after the arrival of an old man in black robes with a goatee that Azzy opened his mouth.

"You must be Mr. Gary, the new homeroom teacher. I'm George Danvary." The old man shook hands with Azzy, making the guard slightly relieved.

"Please, Gary is enough, Sir," replied Azzy with a smile. That's right. He was no longer Azrael Garcia. He was operating under the name, "Gary" for this mission. The only problem is the fact that there is a student who knew his real identity and he needed to make sure that she cooperates with him.

"Okay Gary, please follow me." After sending away the guard, the principal took Azzy to his office and locked the door before unleashing a noise-canceling barrier to talk with Azzy.

The old man turned serious all of a sudden, getting straight to the matter.

"Mr. Garcia, I received the orders from WAMO and the school will cooperate with you with whatever you want. However, I must warn you about two people here though."

"Who is it?" asked Azzy.

The principal answered as he took his seat, "Our vice principal, Aaron. And our combat instructor for tenth grade, Snivy. The vice principal is someone related to our financer and Ms. Snivy is quite aggressive. She will choose violence at the slightest disagreement. She might be at the beginner stage of Exalt realm (low-rank-7) but her combat prowess is something hard to match.

Of course, an elite captain from WAMO like you might not take her seriously but still, she is someone to be watched out for because of her platinum grade Arcana."

"Snivy? Is that the same girl I know?" Azzy wondered. "But, she has a gold-grade Arcana spirit. Even if her Arcana spirit gets mutated during the breakthrough, it won't be platinum-grade. Maybe, she is the girl I know."

As Azzy fell into thoughts, the principal waited until the former get back to reality and replied that he will keep it in mind.

The principal then said, "My personal assistant will take you to your dorm. If you want to have a quick tour, she will show you around too. The classes will start at 11. So, there's an ample amount of time, Captain."

After a while, Azzy was seen following a curvaceous woman as she was leading him to the teachers' dorm.

On the way, Azzy didn't shy away from learning about the situation in the academy, like who were the problematic kids, what were the rules implemented by the disciplinary council or student council, how tournaments are conducted, who were the ones with the best academics or talent in practical combat but hail from a middle class, working class, or with very low income, information about this vice principal, class representative, etc…

Since he was already here, Azzy thought of doing a favor to his boss by scouting potential talents so that they could be recruited by WAMO after their graduation, although he doesn't have much expectation because the quality of one's Arcana spirit has been reduced quite a lot compared to three decades ago.

Soon, they reached the building, which looked like a normal seven-story apartment one would find anywhere in towns and cities, except that this building didn't have any security arrangements, not even a single guard at the gate or on the ground floor. Azzy thought that it is not a big deal.

They entered the lift and went straight to the fifth floor. As they got out, Azzy's eyes captured a person on the floor. It was a man who had a bunch of keys in his hand and is struggling to open the lock as he has yet to find the right one.

But, that is not the main point.

This man with spiky white hair, probably a teacher, had a blindfold around his eyes. It is what increased Azzy's curiosity.

Meanwhile, the personal assistant's smile widened as she called him out from the end of the hallway as if she is too happy to see him. "Mr. Aaron…"

The man in blindfold heard it and tilted his head to the side and spoke in surprise, "Ms. Maria? What are you doing here?"

"I'm escorting Mr. Gary to his room. He was appointed to replace Mr. Alder," replied the woman in a loud tone without caring about her image in front of Azzy.

The blindfolded man was taken aback and abruptly turned toward the left, "There's another person? I couldn't sense his soul energy at all."

At the same time, the Reaper's voice echoed in Azzy's head, "Careful, this fellow has one of the cosmic eyes, the Eyes of Mystic, hiding behind that piece of cloth."

"Eyes of Mystic, huh!"