The next day, all the students noticed Evans' absence, although there were some exceptions, including the group Evans had formed and Princess Amelia to whom Evans had sent a letter with Lizet.
Asert, for his part, did not approach the different orientation classes on the subjects, because he had already decided which classes to take and what profession he was going to focus on, which is why he practiced tirelessly in the training fields for warriors, refining his movements and strengthening his body.
After what had happened to Demarx, the second and third year students only preferred to watch and not provoke Asert.
Another who trained in the afternoons was Karven who used a spear and other times a sword, his movements were fast and forceful, and always when he was less than an hour away from finishing training he began to use aura to coat his spear and strengthen his body, causing shock waves every time his spear hit the air.
When Karven finished training, he walked towards his bedroom, and he could still hear the hiss caused by Asert's sword that did not stop training.
"And I thought I trained too much; I would like to face it one day"
A week had passed and the students of class S were in room 01, since the mandatory classes would be taught in the official room of each class.
Evans' group was still sitting in the same place, only now Eriaz had joined, making the group more striking, although the group did not seem to mind, as Karven's outgoing and enthusiastic personality made everyone within the group end up getting along well without caring about the rumors.
-The sad thing is that until Evans arrives, I am the only fighter in the group. -Karven expressed.
-Ha ha ha, although according to Evans he is also a magician. -Crystal said with a bright look different from the dull look she had before.
-When group combat tests are assigned, we must organize ourselves as if we were three magicians and two combatants, in the end, since I have known Evans he has always trained as if he were a warrior. - Lizet indicated.
-That would be the best. -Karven said.
Shortly after, Professor Wester entered and all the students fell silent.
The professor rested one of his hands on an elegant desk, observed the students and after everyone paid attention to him, he spoke:
-As everyone knows, the subject I will teach is the history of magic. However, we cannot talk about the history of something if we do not even know what we are talking about, for that reason, it is important to have an answer that fits the current magical laws.
What is magic? You will remember that that was a question from the aptitude test, for now I will ask the 5 students present who obtained the best grades to give me their answers, regardless of whether they are similar or not; In the end it would make more sense if their answers agreed on some or most of the points.
After Professor Wester finished his class, the students headed towards the classrooms in which they would teach the classes of the subjects they had chosen.
Asert, who previously seemed like a lonely individual, was now walking through the hallways with the beautiful student Esfil Leruant. Seeing the children of marquises together, many considered that they made a good couple, although they also wondered if Asert had given up on the princess.
The saint Rose, for her part, whenever she was not in class S, she walked with a group of female followers and three second-year followers.
Some students were surprised to see the student who had had conflicts with Evans, walking calmly as if he were a simple escort of the saint, a few asked the saint if she was okay and she answered them:
-The young Ivatd Miriez repented and accepted the grace of the sun. they should not worry.
Faced with that dogmatic response, all the students who doubted Ivatd's intentions decided to ignore him.
This is how the social structure of the first-year student body took shape.
Hate! Hate!
revenge!
Burn it all!
Evans was sweating, he heard a familiar voice that he couldn't remember, the circle of mana had formed. When he opened his eyes, there was a trace of evil in Evans' gaze who breathed, closed his eyes, exhaled and then stood up, regaining his composure, walked to the shower and began to bathe and immediately went to sleep.
The next day, Evans took out the Superior-level physical strengthening elixir that the princess had given him, took it, and meditated again.
The muscles of Evans' body were torn and rebuilt, the ligaments, the bones, the properties of the elixir violently entering every tiny part of Evans' physical body to strengthen it; but the pain was unbearable, still he just clenched his teeth and fists tightly.
"Only in this way will I be able to protect her; I will not be able to protect anything if I am weak"
Aria's image motivated him, she had given him a new reason for his existence.
"I must resist until I have finished off our enemies; only then will everything make sense"
Evans' sweat turned reddish, and the torture continued.
Hate!
Only hate and revenge will give meaning to our pain!
The voices returned, but he did not let himself be disturbed, he was determined to successfully complete his confinement.
A week later, the door to the room used for confinement opened; Evans came out wearing his uniform, with his courteous and elegant attitude, he headed towards classroom 01.
Some students watched them and commented, how they dared to speak around him were not negative rumors, since despite his courteous personality, no one denied that Evans was also ruthless if provoked.
There were a few minutes left before the start of classes, Evans entered the classroom and most of his classmates remained silent, he looked at Princess Amelia and she nodded with a smile, then he headed towards his own group.