Chapter 134: Clashing Of Schools(1)
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"Ehh…what do you mean?" asked Reve, shocked.
"It seems that you are not familiar with the setup of the library. Each floor has a level of authorized access. The first floor has a general authority of one-star. The second floor was two-star and the third floor, this floor, authority level is three-star," explained the librarian.
This was probably why Reve had not seen many people on the third floor and second floor. Not many had the authority level to access the books on these floors. Also, unlike the first floor, the books on the second and third were magically locked. The main content of the books was unreadable, at least, not without the help of the librarian.
Just when Reve was about to take his departure with a gloomy face, the librarian hollered at him, "I don't know if this helps but you can increase your authority levels through various means. The most common one is by joining a club. NIRA grants authority levels to those that participate in club activities."
Reve frowned before asking, "Is that why the clubs have been a bit too active in the past few weeks?"
"Yes and no. The clubs find themselves with the desire to increase their 'value' and one of the ways to do that is to recruit students. It is a complicated situation to new students like you."
Reve thanked the librarian before he took his leave.
He strongly ruminated while walking, 'I need to join a club.'
The captivating hold of Darklore was too strong for him. He was very interested in it and if joining a club was what was needed to get the book, then he would gladly join a club.
Nonetheless, this decision required further deliberation. He couldn't just join any club or it would come to bite him in the ass later.
Sitting in his room, Reve picked the portfolio that Ivetta gave him a while ago and went through the list of clubs in NIRA.
'Hmm…not this one….not this one either….. Oh damnation, why is it so hard to find a club I actually like. Oh, this one...'
The club Reve was looking at was named Archaic Mysteries. It was essentially a book club and was quite valued by NIRA. NIRA granted each of its members an authority level increase by two stars.
Among other clubs, this level of increase was exceedingly rare. However, with the high value of this club came the tough membership interview.
Based on the information in the portfolio, the membership interview had a 10% admission rate. That meant that the club members were quite strict with what they wanted.
Anyways, the details of the interview are privy to the normal students so he had no idea what they were looking for. All he had to do was have confidence in himself.
After all, who was he?
He was Reve Amethyst, the student of Circe, the Immortal Witch!
As an extraordinary person, he believed there was nothing he could not do.
Hence, before the night overtook Arcadia, Reve checked for the closest interview date. It was on Monday, after classes.
Reve smirked, "I look forward to it"
He hastily went to the club board. The club board was a massive board situated near the Elemental hall. All students that were interesting in registering for a club's interview would write their names under the club listed on the club board. The members of the club would check up on it the next day and prepare for the interview.
After doing all this, Reve returned to his room. He continues his night studies.
.
.
.
.
The next Monday.
Reve was currently in Magic Combat Hall. The class was carried out in an open hall that was staged like a mini colosseum.
It had already been a good few minutes since the class started.
"Ok. I decided that just as nature change, we need a change of view. Let's switch to practical class to understand all my past lectures," said the teacher.
The awkwardly bulky man, Grand Mage Terrick, was rumored to a famous adventurer that had ventured into the most dangerous places and had fought the feircest of monsters.
However, due to old age, he retired. And what better way to do that than spread his experience to the younger generation?
He went soon, knowing fully well that he had the student's attention, "We shall have a brief battle between two students of clashing schools of magic? Based on majority, the two schools will be Arcanism and Elementalism. The other schools would have to settle for later."
"Alright, among yourselves, choose your representatives," finished Grand Mage Terrick.
The open ground at the center of the mini colosseum was supposed to be the battle ground. Grand Mage Terrick walked there and waited for the representatives to come forward, but, even after ten minutes, the students were still discussing among themselves.
"Heh, students, students. This is a simple conversation. Choose your best. You are all aware of your capabilities," chided Grand Mage Terrick.
The elementalists quickly chose someone among themselves. However, the aracanists were met with a dilemma.
One of them cowered, "Should we tell him?"
"Of course, we have to tell him!" another one replied.
"You tell him."
"My feets are quaking just thinking of doing that. He might bite us, you know?"
"Don't be absurd, he certainly wouldn't do that, would he?"
Meanwhile, the subject of this weird conversation couldn't keep himself aloof any longer. His face twitched as if he was having body spasms.
In less than a second, he turned his head and spoke to the group of arcanists a few feets away, "I have heightened hearing. I can hear you!!"
Before he could totally blow off, he remembered that Reve of Azea was a nice demihuman. Reve of Azea is never hostile
So, he flashed a smile at the group, "If you want me to go, I will go."
With that said, he walked down the chairs to the open ground where his opponent waited for him.
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"Ehh…what do you mean?" asked Reve, shocked.
"It seems that you are not familiar with the setup of the library. Each floor has a level of authorized access. The first floor has a general authority of one-star. The second floor was two-star and the third floor, this floor, authority level is three-star," explained the librarian.
This was probably why Reve had not seen many people on the third floor and second floor. Not many had the authority level to access the books on these floors. Also, unlike the first floor, the books on the second and third were magically locked. The main content of the books was unreadable, at least, not without the help of the librarian.
Just when Reve was about to take his departure with a gloomy face, the librarian hollered at him, "I don't know if this helps but you can increase your authority levels through various means. The most common one is by joining a club. NIRA grants authority levels to those that participate in club activities."
Reve frowned before asking, "Is that why the clubs have been a bit too active in the past few weeks?"
"Yes and no. The clubs find themselves with the desire to increase their 'value' and one of the ways to do that is to recruit students. It is a complicated situation to new students like you."
Reve thanked the librarian before he took his leave.
He strongly ruminated while walking, 'I need to join a club.'
The captivating hold of Darklore was too strong for him. He was very interested in it and if joining a club was what was needed to get the book, then he would gladly join a club.
Nonetheless, this decision required further deliberation. He couldn't just join any club or it would come to bite him in the ass later.
Sitting in his room, Reve picked the portfolio that Ivetta gave him a while ago and went through the list of clubs in NIRA.
'Hmm…not this one….not this one either….. Oh damnation, why is it so hard to find a club I actually like. Oh, this one...'
The club Reve was looking at was named Archaic Mysteries. It was essentially a book club and was quite valued by NIRA. NIRA granted each of its members an authority level increase by two stars.
Among other clubs, this level of increase was exceedingly rare. However, with the high value of this club came the tough membership interview.
Based on the information in the portfolio, the membership interview had a 10% admission rate. That meant that the club members were quite strict with what they wanted.
Anyways, the details of the interview are privy to the normal students so he had no idea what they were looking for. All he had to do was have confidence in himself.
After all, who was he?
He was Reve Amethyst, the student of Circe, the Immortal Witch!
As an extraordinary person, he believed there was nothing he could not do.
Hence, before the night overtook Arcadia, Reve checked for the closest interview date. It was on Monday, after classes.
Reve smirked, "I look forward to it"
He hastily went to the club board. The club board was a massive board situated near the Elemental hall. All students that were interesting in registering for a club's interview would write their names under the club listed on the club board. The members of the club would check up on it the next day and prepare for the interview.
After doing all this, Reve returned to his room. He continues his night studies.
.
.
.
.
The next Monday.
Reve was currently in Magic Combat Hall. The class was carried out in an open hall that was staged like a mini colosseum.
It had already been a good few minutes since the class started.
"Ok. I decided that just as nature change, we need a change of view. Let's switch to practical class to understand all my past lectures," said the teacher.
The awkwardly bulky man, Grand Mage Terrick, was rumored to a famous adventurer that had ventured into the most dangerous places and had fought the feircest of monsters.
However, due to old age, he retired. And what better way to do that than spread his experience to the younger generation?
He went soon, knowing fully well that he had the student's attention, "We shall have a brief battle between two students of clashing schools of magic? Based on majority, the two schools will be Arcanism and Elementalism. The other schools would have to settle for later."
"Alright, among yourselves, choose your representatives," finished Grand Mage Terrick.
The open ground at the center of the mini colosseum was supposed to be the battle ground. Grand Mage Terrick walked there and waited for the representatives to come forward, but, even after ten minutes, the students were still discussing among themselves.
"Heh, students, students. This is a simple conversation. Choose your best. You are all aware of your capabilities," chided Grand Mage Terrick.
The elementalists quickly chose someone among themselves. However, the aracanists were met with a dilemma.
One of them cowered, "Should we tell him?"
"Of course, we have to tell him!" another one replied.
"You tell him."
"My feets are quaking just thinking of doing that. He might bite us, you know?"
"Don't be absurd, he certainly wouldn't do that, would he?"
Meanwhile, the subject of this weird conversation couldn't keep himself aloof any longer. His face twitched as if he was having body spasms.
In less than a second, he turned his head and spoke to the group of arcanists a few feets away, "I have heightened hearing. I can hear you!!"
Before he could totally blow off, he remembered that Reve of Azea was a nice demihuman. Reve of Azea is never hostile
So, he flashed a smile at the group, "If you want me to go, I will go."
With that said, he walked down the chairs to the open ground where his opponent waited for him.
"Ehhwhat do you mean?" asked Reve, shocked."It seems that you are not familiar with the setup of the library. Each floor has a level of authorized access. The first floor has a general authority of one-star. The second floor was two-star and the third floor, this floor, authority level is three-star," explained the librarian.This was probably why Reve had not seen many people on the third floor and second floor. Not many had the authority level to access the books on these floors. Also, unlike the first floor, the books on the second and third were magically locked. The main content of the books was unreadable, at least, not without the help of the librarian.Just when Reve was about to take his departure with a gloomy face, the librarian hollered at him, "I don't know if this helps but you can increase your authority levels through various means. The most common one is by joining a club. NIRA grants authority levels to those that participate in club activities."Reve frowned before asking, "Is that why the clubs have been a bit too active in the past few weeks?""Yes and no. The clubs find themselves with the desire to increase their 'value' and one of the ways to do that is to recruit students. It is a complicated situation to new students like you."Reve thanked the librarian before he took his leave. He strongly ruminated while walking, 'I need to join a club.'The captivating hold of Darklore was too strong for him. He was very interested in it and if joining a club was what was needed to get the book, then he would gladly join a club.Nonetheless, this decision required further deliberation. He couldn't just join any club or it would come to bite him in the ass later. Sitting in his room, Reve picked the portfolio that Ivetta gave him a while ago and went through the list of clubs in NIRA.'Hmmnot this one.not this one either.. Oh damnation, why is it so hard to find a club I actually like. Oh, this one...'The club Reve was looking at was named Archaic Mysteries. It was essentially a book club and was quite valued by NIRA. NIRA granted each of its members an authority level increase by two stars.Among other clubs, this level of increase was exceedingly rare. However, with the high value of this club came the tough membership interview. Based on the information in the portfolio, the membership interview had a 10% admission rate. That meant that the club members were quite strict with what they wanted.Anyways, the details of the interview are privy to the normal students so he had no idea what they were looking for. All he had to do was have confidence in himself.After all, who was he?He was Reve Amethyst, the student of Circe, the Immortal Witch!As an extraordinary person, he believed there was nothing he could not do.Hence, before the night overtook Arcadia, Reve checked for the closest interview date. It was on Monday, after classes. Reve smirked, "I look forward to it"He hastily went to the club board. The club board was a massive board situated near the Elemental hall. All students that were interesting in registering for a club's interview would write their names under the club listed on the club board. The members of the club would check up on it the next day and prepare for the interview.After doing all this, Reve returned to his room. He continues his night studies.....The next Monday.Reve was currently in Magic Combat Hall. The class was carried out in an open hall that was staged like a mini colosseum.It had already been a good few minutes since the class started."Ok. I decided that just as nature change, we need a change of view. Let's switch to practical class to understand all my past lectures," said the teacher.The awkwardly bulky man, Grand Mage Terrick, was rumored to a famous adventurer that had ventured into the most dangerous places and had fought the feircest of monsters. However, due to old age, he retired. And what better way to do that than spread his experience to the younger generation?He went soon, knowing fully well that he had the student's attention, "We shall have a brief battle between two students of clashing schools of magic? Based on majority, the two schools will be Arcanism and Elementalism. The other schools would have to settle for later.""Alright, among yourselves, choose your representatives," finished Grand Mage Terrick.The open ground at the center of the mini colosseum was supposed to be the battle ground. Grand Mage Terrick walked there and waited for the representatives to come forward, but, even after ten minutes, the students were still discussing among themselves."Heh, students, students. This is a simple conversation. Choose your best. You are all aware of your capabilities," chided Grand Mage Terrick.The elementalists quickly chose someone among themselves. However, the aracanists were met with a dilemma.One of them cowered, "Should we tell him?""Of course, we have to tell him!" another one replied."You tell him.""My feets are quaking just thinking of doing that. He might bite us, you know?""Don't be absurd, he certainly wouldn't do that, would he?"Meanwhile, the subject of this weird conversation couldn't keep himself aloof any longer. His face twitched as if he was having body spasms.In less than a second, he turned his head and spoke to the group of arcanists a few feets away, "I have heightened hearing. I can hear you!!"Before he could totally blow off, he remembered that Reve of Azea was a nice demihuman. Reve of Azea is never hostileSo, he flashed a smile at the group, "If you want me to go, I will go."With that said, he walked down the chairs to the open ground where his opponent waited for him.
