Chapter 127: Fear
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Pers Campus, Academy District.
Reve was in a certain room in this empty campus block.
He looked through the window and spied on the students that walked vibrantly outside.
It had been two days and he still felt like he was in a foreign environment.
Reve mentally screamed, 'Ha, this is truly uncomfortable.'
He dove his head into his bed as he thought to himself, 'Anyways, I have already spent two days in my room. I need to familiarize myself with my new environment. After that, I can begin my plans. Hmm….let see what fun activities I can do for the day.'
Reve passed by the calendar that hung on one of the walls of his room. The current month was April and that was the face of the calendar.
On certain dates of the month, there were markings left by Reve there. For instance, the Tuesday of next week would mark the beginning of his academic life. The Friday of this week was the day he was going to get his uniforms. The other markings were just as important.
'Hmmm…. I need to pick my classes. Meh, I will do that later. Hmmmm, I got it!'
Rev hadn't just spent two days doing nothing. While a big part of the days was used to sleep and dwell in the feeling of freedom, the other part was used delicately to read through all the portfolios given to him by Ivetta.
That way he would be able to know everything he needed to know about NIRA. At least, everything that would affect him.
Regarding the structure of NIRA, it was quite complex.
For starters, NIRA's teachings were divided into three academic sessions. Each session was made up of one year which would, in turn, make the total academic sessions three years.
In essence, a student would be required to go through three intensive years of study at NIRA before he is ready for graduation. However, other factors like a repetition of an academic session could extend the total academic sessions.
To further break down this academic system, one needed to be aware of the concept of terms. In an academic session, there were two terms of four months each.
Usually, a regular student's academic session would go as such;
His first term begins in February and ends in May. Afterward, a two-month break is given.
His second term starts in August and ends in November. Following the normal routine, a two-month break would be given. Immediately after the break would mark the start of the next academic session.
However, that was not the case for Reve.
Reve was a "transfer student" that would begin his academic session mid-first term.
He had a lot to figure out. For instance, his classes.
Coming to Starhold, it never really deigned on Reve that he would have to "study" the same classes that he had gone through with Circe.
It was basically torturing to him and he would have to conduct studies personally to keep his rate of improvement in the art of Arcanism.
Thankfully, he had some notes from Circe that would keep him company for a while. If he ever ran out of books to study, he could simply request more with the help of his contracted spiritas…..albeit, he reckoned the price for such service would not be kind.
In regards to what classes Reve would pick for his academic session, well, Reve didn't really have a say in that matter. Or at least, he didn't have full control over his choices.
The system of NIRA was designed for two major faculty; The Magic Faculty and the Ki Faculty. Numerous hall classes spammed from these faculties and essentially built up the makeup of NIRA classes. It wouldn't come as a surprise that Reve belonged to the Magic Faculty.
As a mage, that was the only faculty for him.
By the end of the academic session, Reve was expected to complete five compulsory hall classes belonging to the Faculty of Magic and a few numbers of elective classes of his choice. The limit of the number of elective classes that could be chosen was seven.
'Ahhh, I will figure this out tomorrow when I'm talking with my counselor,' yawned Reve.
He quickly put on a normal but dashing-looking dress and headed outside.
A few hours later, the carriage he took dropped him just outside the academy district into the lively urban district of Starhold.
The moment he walked out of the carriage, he noticed he had made an erroneous mistake, 'Oh, bollocks…..'
Now, he fully grasped what it meant to be the odd one out. Prior to this moment, he had not comprehended what it meant to be a demihuman living among the humans full of prejudice.
But right now….in this very moment, as he looked at the looks of horror in some of the humans' faces, even children, he felt like disappearing out of sight.
"Oh god, what is he…?" one of them whispered to their partner, but it wasn't low enough to block Reve's sensitive ears.
"Children, stay close. With ears like that, he is surely a demihuman from legends."
"Heaven, bless me! Why is one of those creatures walking in the walls of Starhold? What are the Silverians thinking?"
In less than a minute, the regular street was thrown into chaos just from Reve's appearance.
Reve ran away panicky to one of the hidden corners of the street. He took a hat out of his subspace and covered his head. This time, he made sure to wear clothes that would reveal no part of his body.
As he joined the street back again, he merged with the busy flow of humans. With his stealth skills, there was no way anyone noticed him.
"Damn! I never knew the situation was this...wild. It's like my appearance is a source of fear for them," muttered Reve.
And he was right.
His mere presence was horrific to them. Especially to those who grew up listening to the bed-night stories of various demihumans
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Pers Campus, Academy District.
Reve was in a certain room in this empty campus block.
He looked through the window and spied on the students that walked vibrantly outside.
It had been two days and he still felt like he was in a foreign environment.
Reve mentally screamed, 'Ha, this is truly uncomfortable.'
He dove his head into his bed as he thought to himself, 'Anyways, I have already spent two days in my room. I need to familiarize myself with my new environment. After that, I can begin my plans. Hmm….let see what fun activities I can do for the day.'
Reve passed by the calendar that hung on one of the walls of his room. The current month was April and that was the face of the calendar.
On certain dates of the month, there were markings left by Reve there. For instance, the Tuesday of next week would mark the beginning of his academic life. The Friday of this week was the day he was going to get his uniforms. The other markings were just as important.
'Hmmm…. I need to pick my classes. Meh, I will do that later. Hmmmm, I got it!'
Rev hadn't just spent two days doing nothing. While a big part of the days was used to sleep and dwell in the feeling of freedom, the other part was used delicately to read through all the portfolios given to him by Ivetta.
That way he would be able to know everything he needed to know about NIRA. At least, everything that would affect him.
Regarding the structure of NIRA, it was quite complex.
For starters, NIRA's teachings were divided into three academic sessions. Each session was made up of one year which would, in turn, make the total academic sessions three years.
In essence, a student would be required to go through three intensive years of study at NIRA before he is ready for graduation. However, other factors like a repetition of an academic session could extend the total academic sessions.
To further break down this academic system, one needed to be aware of the concept of terms. In an academic session, there were two terms of four months each.
Usually, a regular student's academic session would go as such;
His first term begins in February and ends in May. Afterward, a two-month break is given.
His second term starts in August and ends in November. Following the normal routine, a two-month break would be given. Immediately after the break would mark the start of the next academic session.
However, that was not the case for Reve.
Reve was a "transfer student" that would begin his academic session mid-first term.
He had a lot to figure out. For instance, his classes.
Coming to Starhold, it never really deigned on Reve that he would have to "study" the same classes that he had gone through with Circe.
It was basically torturing to him and he would have to conduct studies personally to keep his rate of improvement in the art of Arcanism.
Thankfully, he had some notes from Circe that would keep him company for a while. If he ever ran out of books to study, he could simply request more with the help of his contracted spiritas…..albeit, he reckoned the price for such service would not be kind.
In regards to what classes Reve would pick for his academic session, well, Reve didn't really have a say in that matter. Or at least, he didn't have full control over his choices.
The system of NIRA was designed for two major faculty; The Magic Faculty and the Ki Faculty. Numerous hall classes spammed from these faculties and essentially built up the makeup of NIRA classes. It wouldn't come as a surprise that Reve belonged to the Magic Faculty.
As a mage, that was the only faculty for him.
By the end of the academic session, Reve was expected to complete five compulsory hall classes belonging to the Faculty of Magic and a few numbers of elective classes of his choice. The limit of the number of elective classes that could be chosen was seven.
'Ahhh, I will figure this out tomorrow when I'm talking with my counselor,' yawned Reve.
He quickly put on a normal but dashing-looking dress and headed outside.
A few hours later, the carriage he took dropped him just outside the academy district into the lively urban district of Starhold.
The moment he walked out of the carriage, he noticed he had made an erroneous mistake, 'Oh, bollocks…..'
Now, he fully grasped what it meant to be the odd one out. Prior to this moment, he had not comprehended what it meant to be a demihuman living among the humans full of prejudice.
But right now….in this very moment, as he looked at the looks of horror in some of the humans' faces, even children, he felt like disappearing out of sight.
"Oh god, what is he…?" one of them whispered to their partner, but it wasn't low enough to block Reve's sensitive ears.
"Children, stay close. With ears like that, he is surely a demihuman from legends."
"Heaven, bless me! Why is one of those creatures walking in the walls of Starhold? What are the Silverians thinking?"
In less than a minute, the regular street was thrown into chaos just from Reve's appearance.
Reve ran away panicky to one of the hidden corners of the street. He took a hat out of his subspace and covered his head. This time, he made sure to wear clothes that would reveal no part of his body.
As he joined the street back again, he merged with the busy flow of humans. With his stealth skills, there was no way anyone noticed him.
"Damn! I never knew the situation was this...wild. It's like my appearance is a source of fear for them," muttered Reve.
And he was right.
His mere presence was horrific to them. Especially to those who grew up listening to the bed-night stories of various demihumans
Pers Campus, Academy District.Reve was in a certain room in this empty campus block. He looked through the window and spied on the students that walked vibrantly outside.It had been two days and he still felt like he was in a foreign environment.Reve mentally screamed, 'Ha, this is truly uncomfortable.'He dove his head into his bed as he thought to himself, 'Anyways, I have already spent two days in my room. I need to familiarize myself with my new environment. After that, I can begin my plans. Hmm.let see what fun activities I can do for the day.'Reve passed by the calendar that hung on one of the walls of his room. The current month was April and that was the face of the calendar.On certain dates of the month, there were markings left by Reve there. For instance, the Tuesday of next week would mark the beginning of his academic life. The Friday of this week was the day he was going to get his uniforms. The other markings were just as important.'Hmmm. I need to pick my classes. Meh, I will do that later. Hmmmm, I got it!'Rev hadn't just spent two days doing nothing. While a big part of the days was used to sleep and dwell in the feeling of freedom, the other part was used delicately to read through all the portfolios given to him by Ivetta.That way he would be able to know everything he needed to know about NIRA. At least, everything that would affect him.Regarding the structure of NIRA, it was quite complex. For starters, NIRA's teachings were divided into three academic sessions. Each session was made up of one year which would, in turn, make the total academic sessions three years.In essence, a student would be required to go through three intensive years of study at NIRA before he is ready for graduation. However, other factors like a repetition of an academic session could extend the total academic sessions.To further break down this academic system, one needed to be aware of the concept of terms. In an academic session, there were two terms of four months each. Usually, a regular student's academic session would go as such;His first term begins in February and ends in May. Afterward, a two-month break is given.His second term starts in August and ends in November. Following the normal routine, a two-month break would be given. Immediately after the break would mark the start of the next academic session.However, that was not the case for Reve.Reve was a "transfer student" that would begin his academic session mid-first term. He had a lot to figure out. For instance, his classes. Coming to Starhold, it never really deigned on Reve that he would have to "study" the same classes that he had gone through with Circe.It was basically torturing to him and he would have to conduct studies personally to keep his rate of improvement in the art of Arcanism.Thankfully, he had some notes from Circe that would keep him company for a while. If he ever ran out of books to study, he could simply request more with the help of his contracted spiritas..albeit, he reckoned the price for such service would not be kind.In regards to what classes Reve would pick for his academic session, well, Reve didn't really have a say in that matter. Or at least, he didn't have full control over his choices.The system of NIRA was designed for two major faculty; The Magic Faculty and the Ki Faculty. Numerous hall classes spammed from these faculties and essentially built up the makeup of NIRA classes. It wouldn't come as a surprise that Reve belonged to the Magic Faculty.As a mage, that was the only faculty for him.By the end of the academic session, Reve was expected to complete five compulsory hall classes belonging to the Faculty of Magic and a few numbers of elective classes of his choice. The limit of the number of elective classes that could be chosen was seven.'Ahhh, I will figure this out tomorrow when I'm talking with my counselor,' yawned Reve.He quickly put on a normal but dashing-looking dress and headed outside. A few hours later, the carriage he took dropped him just outside the academy district into the lively urban district of Starhold.The moment he walked out of the carriage, he noticed he had made an erroneous mistake, 'Oh, bollocks..'Now, he fully grasped what it meant to be the odd one out. Prior to this moment, he had not comprehended what it meant to be a demihuman living among the humans full of prejudice.But right now.in this very moment, as he looked at the looks of horror in some of the humans' faces, even children, he felt like disappearing out of sight."Oh god, what is he?" one of them whispered to their partner, but it wasn't low enough to block Reve's sensitive ears."Children, stay close. With ears like that, he is surely a demihuman from legends.""Heaven, bless me! Why is one of those creatures walking in the walls of Starhold? What are the Silverians thinking?"In less than a minute, the regular street was thrown into chaos just from Reve's appearance.Reve ran away panicky to one of the hidden corners of the street. He took a hat out of his subspace and covered his head. This time, he made sure to wear clothes that would reveal no part of his body.As he joined the street back again, he merged with the busy flow of humans. With his stealth skills, there was no way anyone noticed him."Damn! I never knew the situation was this...wild. It's like my appearance is a source of fear for them," muttered Reve.And he was right.His mere presence was horrific to them. Especially to those who grew up listening to the bed-night stories of various demihumans
