Chapter 312: Doubted By The Academy (1/2)

”Good morning, Instructor Galak,” Lawrend replied with a smile on his face.

”Mm. Sit here at the front.”

Galak nodded and pointed to an empty seat at the front. It was directly beside Olivus, who was staring at Lawrend in displeasure.

Lawrend didn't mind and proceeded to sit on the seat under the watchful eyes of everyone. He could've already become an instructor if he wanted to. In his eyes, Olivus was just a kid.

”Elena, sit beside Lawrend. Olivus, can you move to the next seat?”

Olivus' expression changed, and he stared at Galak angrily.

”Instructor Galak, what is this supposed to mean? Aren't you going too far by moving me?” Olivus asked.

He felt like he was being humiliated by him.

”Going too far? You're just moving a seat. There's plenty of seats in this classroom,” Galak replied calmly.

”I…”

Olivus can't say anything back. He gritted his teeth and stood up before sitting on the next chair beside him.

Elena also didn't care that Olivus was angry. She simply sat on his seat and smiled at Lawrend.

”Hehe.” Elena giggled.

Lawrend smiled back at her, and they both nodded at each other.

The students in the classroom noticed their interaction. It was simple, but it spoke waves to everyone.

”The rumors are true? There's no way, right?” a male student whispered.

”I don't know much about the Lawrend guy, but I heard a lot about Elena. She never had any romantic interest in any men, and she shot down most of them without care,” another male student beside him whispered back.

”So you're saying that they're just friends?” another male student chipped in.

”Most likely,” the male student replied.

”Well, then. Since everyone is here, let me introduce your new classmates,” Galak said.

”Lawrend, stand up for me.”

Lawrend did as he said and stood up.

”Lawrend here is our academy's greatest prodigy. The Purple Thunder Grand Mage himself witnessed his test, and there's no mistaking that he deserves his current position right now.

”If some of you aren't satisfied with that, you can duel him yourself,” Galak said as a smirk slowly formed on his face.

He could already tell that Olivus would jump at the opportunity to duel Lawrend. After all, he had a competitive track record, and it was precisely the reason why he's so impressive right now.

Each competition Olivus met, he would evolve and become stronger as a mage. It had been a while since someone could compete with him. This rivalry between the two interested Galak.

”Can I say no? I don't really like duels,” Lawrend replied.

”Pfft!”

Olivus snorted and tried to stop himself from laughing. That was the silliest joke he had ever heard in his life.

”What? Don't I have the freedom to choose whether I want to duel or not?” Lawrend replied with a raised eyebrow.

”No, you don't. If you think you can avoid embarrassing yourself, then you're wrong,” Olivus replied with a slow shake of his head.

”Is this true?” Lawrend asked Galak.