Chapter 51: G-class Esper

Chapter 51: G-class Esper

In the hushed stillness, the handler stood with the stoic grace of a sculpted statue. Her vacant eyes, devoid of emotion, pierced Tia deeply, as if attempting to decipher her very being.

As Tia's unease grew, the handler finally broke the silence, "You are one of us now. Prove your use, and you will find us more than accommodating."

A bitter thought flitted through Tia's mind, 'Loyalty, use? What a farce.' She remembered giving her everything to the witch council in her previous life, only to be discarded and betrayed.

"You are valuable. From a mere I-class latent Esper, you've evolved into a formidable mid-tier G-class. You can now take down entire enemy squads on your own."

'G-class, also known as squad levelthe superhumans supposed to be strong enough to fight off entire squads of mundane enemies. That fits my current capabilities.' These classifications rang a bell, but she'd never bothered to place herself within them.

Tia pondered in silence, 'Above my G-class, there should be an F-class with powers strong enough to annihilate entire buildings.'

In the meantime, the woman continued. For the second time since their encounter, a hint of excitement and admiration tinged the handler's voice, "Since you have joined us, your power radiation has surged from 87 to 169 GODs."

Tia blinked, taken aback. "GODs?"

"Gotwell's Energy Degree," the handler explained, "quantifies a superhuman's power by their radiation levels. You possess a potential that even I, an Esper of the F-class, can only dream of. With your pace, you will reach the 300 GODs marking the limit of G-class soon, and enter F-class."

Tia's mind raced, 'She's an esper too? What could her abilities be?' Despite racking her brain, she couldn't recall ever witnessing the handler display any powers, the thought of not knowing the powers of her potential foe, unnerving her. Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience

'The peak of F-class? Wouldn't that mean she could destroy an entire building with a wave of her hand? Could she be just bluffing to scare me?'

At last, the handler slipped out of the room, and the heavy thud of the doors signaled her exit, encapsulating Tia in a cocoon of silence and introspection.

'Then who was it?'

Wobbling, Tia got out of her bed, her pale, bare feet touching the sun-heated wooden floor. With an unsteady pace, she walked through her apartment, stopping in the living room, the table overflowing with her various tools.

She hated the dilemmas and schemes around her; she needed to relax.

'What is better than combining something useful with relaxation?'

In an elegant motion, her gun manifested in her grasp. With a resonant clink, she set it down on the table.

'The durasteel alloy the gun is made of isn't mana-conductive. I also can't dabble with its internals, as I have no clue how this thing even works. The last thing I need is to blow off my fingers.' Tia was a witch and an esper, not an engineer.

'Enchanting mana-non-conducive materials isn't very effective.'

Luckily, Tia already knew the solution to her problems.

With a soft chime, a finger-sized nugget, awash in a lavender hue, appeared gracefully in her palm.

'Rudite, a highly mana-conductive metal.'

(AN: You can find more of the information on the classes in the auxiliary chapter as I wanted to avoid info-dumping knowledge that should be common in the world for the MC.)