Chapter 4: Professor Chain

Chapter 4: Professor Chain

We walked down the hallways of the school, following the teacher.

The man with the chains creates an irritating dragging sound through the ground. He still continued explaining, though it was clear that most weren't paying attention to him.

"An exorcist will have the freedom to do almost anything once they're out there in the world. In some cases, the government will even ignore the murder charges. Though if you kill too much, you'll be declared as a rogue exorcist."

By now, the manga would have skipped to the field. Meaning most of this shouldn't be any important information. But I still paid it even more attention than in the classroom, since this wasn't something I already knew.

"Also, some of you are from Exorcist Clans and probably know quite a lot about inner energy. Or as it is called by most Exorcists: Ord. It is a combination of the spirit and body. The reason why most clans don't teach how to even control or manipulate such energy when you were younger was because of the volatility of the technique. You might end up creating an ability based on emotion, or momentary gain. Something like wanting candy, and a Warrior getting the ability to get a boost in power only after eating candy. Something nonsensical like that."

His explanation made me stop in my tracks. I always wondered why the clans didn't teach their kids how to manipulate their Ord when they were young. They would have an absolute advantage in that case, and the clans wouldn't have to worry about exorcists from commoner backgrounds taking over their position in the exorcist circles.

Was this something the author planned out but never wrote down? Or maybe the world itself had filled in the gaps? There was also a chance that this world existed before all of that, and the author just wrote about it somehow.

We arrived outside, and the sun finally greeted my face.

By outside, I mean a grass wasteland in the middle of nowhere. The placing of exorcist schools was strategic. Having something grand built was like asking the demons where the weak point was, and begging them to form a coalition and attack the future exorcists while they were weak.

Once outside, we walked a bit more until we reached a hill that had a signboard. A soft wind blew in the fields, tilting the grass. A whiff of clean oxygen entered my lungs. The air was so clean. My whole body was rejuvenated in one deep breath.

Okay, here are the top scores on the written exams, he pointed at the top of the board. Where the names Anika and Bets were written. They both had one hundred points and were tied for first place.

Anika was the silver-haired girl. While Bets I glanced at my new muscular friend. He was smarter than he looks. My written test score was 13th ranked, so I was a bit above average in grades.

The teacher punched the board. Shattering it into a dozen pieces. This doesn't mean shit. An exorcist school is only a school in name, and while you will learn some basics of math and reading. Most of your time better be concentrated on learning exorcist techniques and strategies. Because you cant beat a demon by being a nerd!

I would like to disagree with that last part. But he just punched a board out of nowhere.

The teacher's smile widened even more, almost splitting his face in two. "These are called Bloodthirsty Mosquitoes. Some demons use them for hunting delicious prey. They can determine someone's main potential, based on the color they shine after drinking their blood. The brighter they shine, the more talented you are in your affinity. Also, demons will find you more delicious, the more talented you are. Something about the soul being more condensed."

"You, come first," he pointed at me.

"Me?" I was surprised he picked the side character.

"No, the guy behind you."

I looked behind me, and there was no one. Turned around and there was a chain up to my face.

"You listened well the first time. So I'm going to forgive this indiscretion, next time, you're getting your nose broken," he stated coldly. There was not a doubt in my mind that he would do it.

So immediately I got up and extended my arm to him. He took out a mosquito from the jar, making sure to pinch it hard enough, as even as the bug wriggled it didn't have a chance of escape.

Now that I was looking closer. The wriggly mosquito looked disgusting, and it was big enough that I could see quite a lot of details. The wings were a bit wet, its body was hairy, and its stinger had some gross green liquid around it.

But the sting came painlessly, as my whole arm turned numb and flipped to the side after.

"Oh yeah, they also have some paralysis poisons. They might be considered only lingering demons, not even low-class demons. But that doesn't make them completely harmless," the teacher said after pointing at the next person. He happened to be some random guy I don't remember from the Manga. He had a confident smile on his face, so I assumed he was from a clan. No normal person would act like that after seeing a gross bug about to bite him soon.

None of the small details no longer entered my mind, as I glanced at the mosquito as it started lighting up.

With my knowledge from the Manga, as long as it wasn't Warrior, I could make any affinity work somehow. Not like Warrior would be a completely terrible choice, but one needed a lot of Ord behind any ability created.

I didn't have a minuscule amount of Ord. But I didnt have a lot either to the level where by the end game I would be considered strong.

Fuck, I don't even know the end game. By chapter 400 they were on the ship ride to explore some new lands to try and find a fix-up for how screwed humanity had gotten.

Hints of green started appearing on the dark mosquito that slowly started turning greener and shining brighter.