Chapter 2: Conviction (1/2)
Elliot ran as fast as he could through the track so that there won't be an extremely large discrepancy between him and the rest of the students.
Still, he was several laps behind the others.
Although his determination and willpower were extraordinary, his lacking strength and low stamina could only take him so far.
A difference in which he was already several laps behind the second weakest student of the school wasn't mountable.
Of course, he didn't give up as he hopes to catch up to the others in this race by finishing seventy laps around the track, even if it means completing the race as the last position holder.
Several minutes later, Elliot slowed down as he was low on stamina and needed to concentrate to execute the breathing patterns mentioned in the supernatural technique.
At that very moment, a student who was seven laps ahead of Elliot approached him after running another lap around the track before speaking, ”Just give up, loser! Don't you have any shame? You are making us look bad in front of the instructor from the magician academy.”
”Yeah, weak chicken, Cain's words are right. You should drop out of the race. There's no need to feel embarrassed. Everyone here knows that you are an embarrassment to the magician's name.”
”You're weak, and running around like a dying monkey isn't gonna change anything about that.”
Elliot's eyebrows raised. ”I am weak, and I know that. I am also reminded of my weakness every day. I know I won't be able to catch up to even the second weakest student of this school, but I'm not trying to catch up to anybody. I just want to give it my all and complete seventy laps around the track.”
From the very start of this race, Elliot only had one goal, which was to impress Instructor Leo, not through his strength, ability, status, and so on, but by his hardworking nature and never-ending willpower.
He hasn't been trying to compete with others, as he knew full well of his ability and understand that he would never be able to catch up to them even if he musters strength from every fiber of his being.
”Why are you both wasting so much breath on him?” Alexander said to his buddies, and he then looked at Elliot before speaking with ill intent, ”Orphaned bastard, you better drop out of the race before the thirtieth lap. Otherwise, a world of pain is waiting for you.”
He cracked his knuckles threateningly as if saying I am going to instill pain in your bones if you dare to ignore my words.
The truth is that Alexander and his friends had made a bet with the big boss of the school that Elliot won't be able to complete more than thirty rounds around the lap, while the big boss bet that he will be able to do more than that.
If they lose the bet, all three of them will pay thousands of dollars to the big boss. The same will happen if the big boss of the school losses the bet.
That's why they were trying to shove Elliot off the race by threatening and ridiculing him.
But who was Elliot?
He was a weak chicken but not a sissy.
He wasn't going to piss himself just cause a strong man started to diss and threaten him with a diabolical look and a poisonous tongue.
Elliot laughed at his threat and said with a mocking tone, ”Alexander, who the fuck do you think you are? Do you think your measly ability gives you the right to determine my life? Bitch off and look at yourself in the mirror. You're a loser that can only bully the weak and lick the soles of the strong. I won't give up just because an overgrown bitch like you threatened me.”
Elliot didn't control the viciousness overflowing from his tongue and let his heart out, lashing out at Alexander. Because today's the last day, he will be coming to the school.