Chapter 193: He's the dean

The two of them took the last two seats as they talked amongst themselves as if they were arguing about something. But their voices were so low that Lucifer couldn't even hear them. 

"The one with the horn is Teacher Alexi. As for the one in the mask, he is Teacher Morbius," Jason whispered in Lucifer's ears. 

"All five are teachers? Where's the Dean then?" Lucifer muttered in confusion. 

That also happened to be the time when a Spatial Portal appeared on the stage. 

....

A Spatial Portal appeared on the stage. At the sight of the portal, all Teachers stood up except Mirali, who seemed to be sleeping. 

"Mirali, wake up. Dean is here!" Yovann shook Mirali, who woke up suddenly as she stood up. 

All the students also stood up in respect. Seeing everyone else stand up, Lucifer also did the same.

From the spatial portal, a person stepped out after a few seconds. 

"Welcome, my dear students! Welcome to the Academy for Gifted Variants!" The newly arrived person exclaimed excitedly as if that person was a showman instead of the Dean.

Seeing the person, Lucifer couldn't help but blurt out, "That kid is the Dean?"

As the entire place was silent, even though Lucifer spoke slowly, his voice fell in everyone's ears.

Jason couldn't help but sweat. Lucifer actually called the Dean a kid?

He wasn't wrong, though. The Dean that had just stepped out of the Portal looked like a kid. In fact, he looked similar to Lucifer. 

He also had a similar body built. He also had silver hair, but his hair was shorter, unlike the long hair of Lucifer. Both the eyes of the Dean looked hazel, unlike the deep blue eyes of Lucifer. 

Moreover, the Dean's face seemed smaller than Lucifer's. But he didn't look more than thirteen-fourteen years old. 

The Dean stared at Lucifer, not saying anything. Seconds kept passing as silence spread everywhere. 

Most of the students couldn't help but be amazed at naive Lucifer. He actually said that to the Dean?

'That kid should be dead now.' Dash thought. 

Even Jason was stunned. 

' Were my abilities wrong? I didn't see Alex's luck being bad. Could it be that he's one of the people whose luck can't accurately be predicted ever?'

The Dean was looking at Lucifer blankly. Everyone wondered what he was going to say. 

"Hahahahaha!"

The silence was soon broken as the Dean couldn't control himself. He burst into laughter.

"Kid? I wish I were a kid. Life would be so much simpler," the Dean said as he finally controlled his laughter. 

"But I'll take that as a compliment. It's better to look young than looking old, isn't that right, Yovann?" he asked as he turned back to Yovann. 

"Right," Yovann answered, smiling. 

"You may all sit. It's time we begin the orientation," the Dean said as he gestured for everyone to sit.

At his commands, the teachers and the students sat. Lucifer also sat down, looking apologetic. 

"Alright, so let me introduce us first," the Dean said as he took a step forward. 

"I am Xaen Eaendril. I am the Dean of this Academy or the Principal if you want to call me that. As for my youthful looks, that's nothing but a lie. I'm actually much much older," Xaen told the students. "As for how old, I won't tell you that."

"You might be wondering why I look so young then?" He asked, especially glancing at Lucifer. 

"It's because of my gift. Anyway, moving on. From today, you'll be the students of this academy, so it's important that you know your teachers," he said as he turned back. 

"He is Morbius. That's Alexi. Next is Yovann. Then there's Mirali and then Franci. They are our best of the best, and they will be teaching you for the next five years. So learn well from them," Xaen told the students as he pointed towards the teachers. 

"Alright. Introduction over. Now back to the important stuff. As you know, to be a successful person, you must have discipline, perseverance, and aptitude."

" If you have all that, you'll have a high likelihood of graduating from the academy with flying colors, but you must also know, we have rules."

" And if you broke the rules three times during your five years, you'll be expelled without any questions asked. So let me tell you the rules. Make sure that you never forget them," Xaen explained. 

"Rule number one! It would be best if you always listened to your teachers. As long as the teacher doesn't ask you to die, you must do as they say in these five years unless their orders contradict another teacher's orders," he said. "Then you can come to me, and I'll solve the conundrum."

His voice was calm, but it fell in everyone's ears clearly.

"Rule number two! You can't fight in the classroom or hostel at all. If you have a problem, contact the incharge there and solve it through words. No infighting there."

"But if you still want to fight, just know, fighting is allowed in the campus as long as it's not the classroom or hostel. You can go crazy outside those places but without using your gifts!"

"Just remember, you aren't allowed to use your gifts as long as you're in this place! You can only use them in the presence of a teacher with their permission," Xaen explained. "You understand?"

All the students nodded their heads. As for Lucifer, he was already prepared for that. He had promised his grandfather that he wouldn't fight. 

"You all say yes, but I know most of you will probably fail if we leave it at that. This has been the trend throughout the years."

" There was always the use of Gifts, and many students even died. That's why five years ago, the Academy came up with a better idea. Limiters!" Xaen said as he clapped once. 

The auditorium entrance opened as many people stepped inside with a bag that was filled with something.

They kept taking out what seemed like a bracelet and gave one to each student. 

In the end, even the Class-A students were given these.

"Wear the bracelets that are in your hands now," Xaen told everyone. 

No one opposed his orders and wore the bracelets that seemed to be too loose for their small wrists but as soon as they wore them, the bracelets started getting smaller before they became tight fitting. 

In fact, they were just tight enough to make sure that they didn't hurt anyone while also making sure that it became impossible to take them off.