Returning from their breakfast, the students were relatively pleased for two reasons. One, they didn't need to hand over their Qi pills due to the main clan disciples not being there, and two, they were filled with energy at the prospect of being selected for the upcoming assessment.
Fighting against each other, they felt it was a hard task, and it would take away from their development as they were focusing on who was the best overall. Now, with those watching them, they could show off their skills in other ways.
While they were walking back, Safa had gone off with the teacher, Lee. From now on, presumably until the end of the month, they would do one-on-one training. It was a privilege that students wouldn't get in the academy, so she was a lucky one.
There was a sad wave goodbye from Safa at the courtyard of the Blue headbands, but Raze didn't wave back.
"Aren't you going to wave to your cute sister?" Dame asked. He still didn't know what the deal was between the two of them. Was she adopted, someone he just called his sister, or was she like Raze, a person from another world?
It didn't seem like an important matter for now.
"You better hope that teacher isn't a creepy old man; she would have been safer with me," Liam commented, his arms stretched behind his head.
"Don't say stuff like that," Raze commented. "Unless you want your other eye poked out."
Walking away, Raze could feel his heart beating, and for a moment, Dame had caught the corner of Raze's eye. They were slightly bloodshot and opened wide.
'What happened? He was fine before. Was it that comment about his sister?' Dame thought.
There were still a lot of mysteries surrounding the Dark Magus, and the more he found out about him, the more he wanted to know.
There were two Blue headband teachers in the courtyard. They had a large bound notebook in their hands along with an ink pen. They were watching the students carefully, and while observing, they were jotting notes down here and there.
Everyone had caught on quickly; since Teacher Lee wouldn't be observing them, these two teachers were the ones that they needed to impress in order to get on that list. While everyone was working, Raze and Dame were sitting on the concrete steps leading up to the living quarters.
They were watching Simyon in front of them carrying a giant pot of water that was used for bathing. He set it up and placed some coal stones underneath, along with small pieces of wood for easy lighting.
This was because Simyon was going to adjust the weapon refining techniques to his own body. Doing the same thing a sword needed, but with his own body.
"It might be hard with everything going on to go back, you know," Raze commented while not looking away from Simyon. It was quite entertaining seeing him work away. He had lit the fire, and the bottom of the large pot was starting to heat up.
When it reached close to the boiling point, that's when he would hop in.
"Don't worry, I'm having fun here, so you don't have to worry about that," Dame answered. "I understand the situation is difficult at the moment. You don't have to give me the promised goods. I mean, we're both being watched like a hawk at the moment, so it would be hard for even me to leave. Fixteen has a good head on his shoulders, and my father likes him, so everything will be okay... I think."
Originally, Raze was going to return weekly to the other dimension in order to build up his wealth. It would help him when he was out of the academy, but with the current assessment tasks and the troubles he had been facing, it was best for him to stay put for now.
"So, if you want to be at the top of that pecking order and face those five disciples for revenge, I should teach you a few things, right? After all, you have no skill book, and if you start to show off those Demonic Faction techniques, questions are going to start to rise."
Watching Simyon get into the boiling pot with his clothes off and baking in it, Raze thought he should do something as well as he stood up.
"I'll be happy to take you up on your offer, but first, I want to see a few things," Raze said, and with that, he was off. He was off running of all things.
Raze started to jog around the large courtyard and was doing so in large squares. There were a few students doing this as they were building up a foundation, and it looked like Raze had gone to join them.
It just seemed a bit random to suddenly start to run, but as he was doing this, Dame noticed that there was quite a big smile on his face. He wondered, why did he look so happy just running?
The answer was fairly simple; for the longest time, it was hard for Raze's body to do such a thing, and now he had become a second-stage warrior, he could feel his whole body thriving with energy and strength.
He wanted to enjoy using his powerful body as he continued to run again and again. Raze didn't stop. There were those that had stopped and others that joined in, and as he continued to run as minutes turned into hours, the students couldn't help but stare at him once in a while.
"What the... he's still going. Why is he just running, of all things?"
"Maybe it's because he doesn't know any techniques. I heard that they weren't able to go into the library."
"I see, so I guess he's just trying to build up his foundation strength, but he would need to do more than just running around the place," the student commented.
What the students said was true, but Raze didn't care about that; he just wished to run for as long as his body would let him. His heart beating, his legs feeling tired yet still full of power. This was an addictive feeling that he didn't want to let go of at this moment.
"I have to admit, I don't think I could do something like that," the students said.
While Raze was busy running, Dame had picked up the book that was on the floor in front of Simyon. He had gotten out of the boiling hot pot and was drying himself, looking at what the next best thing for him to do was, because he wasn't really sure if it was effective or not.
"Alright, I've decided, I'll help you out," Dame said. "I'll read this book and come up with some things to make you stronger instead."
As Raze continued to run around, the teachers looked at him and were shaking their heads.
'What a useless thing to do, as expected of a no-name,' the teacher thought, making a note down by his name. 'This person will clearly amount to nothing.'
When lunch came around, the students were told to stop practicing and head to the dining hall again. This time when they entered, the main disciples were present. However, they didn't really look over at the Blue headbands, well, apart from one.
The meal went off with next to no problems, unlike the time before, but for Simyon, Dame, and Raze, they had scarfed down their food and were already heading out the door to train some more.
"Damn it!" Liam said, lifting his food tray up, the pieces of food sliding down and into his mouth. "I'm not going to let them get ahead of me."
He soon ran off after them as well.
The students continued to eat, and it wasn't long after that, someone had sat at their table. Someone that made each of them feel uneasy.
"Don't worry, I'm not here to take your pills," Mada said. "I have a job for you, one that would benefit us all. I need you to take care of Raze, at least try to, and report back to me everything you find out."
"Attack him during the day, poison his food, call him names and get him angry, or even attack him at night. Do whatever you can to deal with him before the assessment, and if you can't, at least tell me what that guy is." Mada's heart was racing, with thoughts of what had happened that night.