5 Chapter 5 (2/2)
Before he had time to reply, she had also done the same.
”[a.n.a.lyze]!”
She stood in disbelief for some time and Wilfred also stood somewhat still, unsure if he should say something or just move on. She's a bit high strung but maybe I should try to make a friend?
”Uhh, well no one's asked me before. Everyone's a.n.a.lyzed me like a dozen times, from the Headmaster to the Councillors. So I thought it was fine.”
She broke out of her stupor and looked down at him, her eyes meeting his.
”You really are a prodigy. Those stats are insane for your age and level. Who are you?”
”I'm just me. I don't know what to tell you? I'm from a normal family, we're not n.o.bles or anything. I really have to go though, I have to get changed and then get to the Ranged Practice cla.s.s. I'll see you around again some time.”
But before he could go, she tried to talk to him.
”Wait! I don't think that's a good idea.. ”
Wilfred found an old cla.s.sroom not in use and quietly went inside to change. He donned the green robe they had given him, it's length being too long for him, almost dragging on the floor. He then quickly went outside, where practice would likely be done.
I should try those other spells too.
Casting [Wind Aura], he noticed it boosted his agi and dex, increasing his speed and reflexes and hurried along. Doing a quick mental status check, he was able to calculate it.
Wilfred Lamarche [Lv. 2]
Health: 35/35
Mana: 5988/5990
Str: 4
Con: 5
Agi: 3(12)
Dex: 3(12)
Int: 45
Wil: 40
Wis: 52
Lck:???
Skills & Spells: [a.n.a.lyze], [Wind Aura], [Construct Artifact]
Effect: [Wind Aura]
It seemed the [Wind Aura] drained his Mana slowly over time and granted him either a 4x increase on his Dex & Agi or a straight up +9 bonus. He would have to try and find information about it in a library he concluded. If it was the former, it would scale insanely high he thought.
He went down corridors, up stairs and around corners. For an academy of it's prestige, it was awfully quiet here. It was either that there was a low amount of mages attending or that it was built for a much higher capacity.
Finding his way out onto the field, Wilfred saw a couple of students heading towards an instructor outside and made his way to them hastily as well. A number of targets, wooden and painted, stood at different distances from where the group of students is located. A few sent stares down at Wilfred, curious as to why he's there but didn't say anything.
The instructor counts the students present, noting it down on a pad.
”Well, looks like we're missing 2. But time's up, so let's get started. So we got a new face around here, everyone this is Wilfred.” He pointed at him.
”Wilfred here is 8 and has been accepted into the academy. Doesn't mean I have to like it or give you any special treatment kid. You'll be treated like every other student and I have the same expectations for you as of them. If you can't keep up, come back when you're older.”
A few of the boys chuckled, looking down on him with contempt.
”Now, like yesterday. Start with the 5M target and move on to 10M and so on until you can't hit it anymore. Ranged spells only. Why don't you show us how it's done Wilfred?”
(I blinked rapidly in confusion. d.a.m.n, he's picking on me already.)
”Well sir, I don't think I actually have a ranged spell?”
The instructor acted surprised.
”Ohhh, you don't? Well what a shame. WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY RANGED SPELL PRACTICE THEN!”
The instructor put a hand to his head and sighed.
”Hovard! Why don't you start and show him how it's done?”
The boy named Hovard nodded and stood in front of the 5M target.
”[Earth Lance]!” A 3 foot length of earth and stone materialized in the boy's hand and when he did a throwing motion with his hand it flew impaling the target right down the middle. The boy grinned mischievously and spat in Wilfred's direction.
”You don't belong here, go do some theoretical studies and come back when you can actually use magic, kid.”
Rage boiled inside Wilfred. Never would he have stood up to that kind of derision in his old life, it would have ended in fists to the face. But, in this world, right now, he did not have the power to fight back, nor would it have done much. So, Wilfred shut his mouth, grinded his teeth and stayed to watch how the other students performed.
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