The Duxford Academy is located on the East side of the Plaza. It was a 10-minute journey by train. He was wearing the Duxford Academy uniform that was delivered yesterday to Gabriella’s place.
Not by people, but by the formation. Most of the deliveries by the Academy happen through that. But that’s the extent of it.
That’s why there are many delivery services.
The uniform he wore was white with the Duxford Academy logo on the chest pocket, black pants, and a robe on top of it.
It reminded him of Harry Potter, as the robe is a mandatory piece of the uniform for all of the Academy.
[Na: Quash Ogmore]
[Race: Human]
[Title: Aura Refiner]
[Level: 1]
[Class: Apprentice MagiCrafter]
[Physical Stats]
• Strength: 100 (Class Limit!)
• Dexterity: 100 (Class Limit!)
• Vitality: 100 (Class Limit!)
• Endurance: 100 (Class Limit!)
[Abstract Stats]
• Intelligence: 98
• Wisdom: 164 → 174
• Will: 301 → 389
• Spirit: 359 → 409
[Energy Stats]
• Pure Aura: 100 (Class Limit!)
• Magi: 0
[Resistance Stats]
• Lightning Resistance: 50 → 60
[Skills]
• Aura Cultivation thod [Transcended]
• Heaven Earth And Man Technique [Basic Lv1] (Fused)
• Precision [Basic Lv 2]
• nding [Basic Lv 1] (New!)
[Special Conditions]
• Purified Body
Quash opened his status window for the first ti after changing his class. Nothing was out of the ordinary. His Wisdom stat had increased, probably because of the enlightennt he had about himself.
Or maybe sothing else. He didn’t think too deeply about it.
His level hadn’t increased even though he had killed many monsters around level 20. That was because to increase his level, he needed an absurd amount of EXP. The world calculates every stat increase before leveling up as the base.
The higher one’s stats, the more EXP one needs.
Right now, even though he has a Magi Circuit, he still haven’t accumulated any Magi. The reason being, he hasn’t bought any technique for that.
The reason? After buying the nding skill, the class-exclusive skill of the MagiCrafter class, he was out of funds. He was back to being poor once again. Gabriella wanted to give him more, but he refused. That wasn’t an amount he couldn’t earn back. To buy a Magi Accumulation Technique, he needed 5 Million ACP. But he only had about 1 Million left.
He will have to go to so high-level monster zone to farm monster corpses or go treasure hunting to sell things. Either way, it wasn’t sothing impossible. It will just require ti.
He closed the status window and looked outside of the train. He was in a crowded bogey of the train. There wasn’t much hate directed towards him now, even though he was in a public place and the simpy males would’ve probably jumped him by now.
But he had made sure to supply copium to them. While he was going on dates with Gabriella, he spread rumors that the news about her getting married was fake, and that she just wanted to shake off the Dragon Prince because she didn’t like him.
And because many desperately wanted that to be the case, they believed it without much of a fuss.
Top-tier copium.
As for the Dragon Prince coming out in public and telling everyone that the rumors were false? That’s sothing only possible in his imagination. Dragons have massive pride. If he were to co to the public and say that Gabriella hired so peasant to swat him away, what face will he have left?
But Quash wondered if he was still here at this point. The Dragon Prince’s main objective was Gabriella. But now that she is basically married with the consent of the Previous Vampire King, unless the Dragon Royalty wants to be replaced overnight and disappear forever, they can do nothing.
Quash couldn’t help but chuckle internally at that.
’How co there are beings on Earth who are stronger than Gods themselves?’
He wondered. The Headmaster, the warden, and many other old monsters are stronger than the gods of this world. Gods are manifestations of people’s beliefs in certain concepts.
They are the sum of an abstract force who fully rely on mortals’ belief in them to live and maintain power.
They aren’t strong by themselves; they have basically been handed power.
Khahum, the one responsible for his reincarnation, is a well-known God among mortals as the god of Renewal, Freedom, and Peace.
And for people like the Headmaster or Warden, they won’t die naturally. Death doesn’t even dare to touch them unless they want it to.
But he wondered why his grandparents chose to die if they were that strong?
As Quash was thinking, he arrived at the Duxford Academy train station.
The Academy campus wasn’t that big. Since this was not a combat academy, there was no need for any training halls. But there were research halls where students could mind their own business in peace. They needed to pay, of course.
They hire a room for a limited amount of ti to conduct research. There are also cultivation rooms, cafes, rchant halls, restaurants, and other basic facilities. The dorms were on the back side of the teaching building.
Quash made his way towards the auditorium along with many others. After the welcoming ceremony, they were free to do whatever they wanted. They could make themselves familiar with the campus, hole up in their dorms, or even go outside of the campus. It was up to them.
The welcoming ceremony was held by the Student Council of the Duxford Academy. Because of that, it was over very fast.
And after that was finished, Quash made his way to the dorms. He is the rank 1 of this Academy because of his high rank in the Ranking Battles, disregarding the previous first place who wasn’t that high in the Ranking Battles.
The MagiCrafters were mostly from rich families. Commoners don’t even dare to think of becoming a MagiCrafter.
The sheer expense itself is a financial nightmare. And Quash had firsthand experience with that.
He couldn’t help but sigh. But his legs didn’t stop. He was holding up his Student ID card, and it was projecting a holographic map. The path was leading to his dorm. It was a small, two-story mansion. He saw nine more lined up next to it; these were the dorms for the Top 10.
The rest stayed in a shared dorm. He didn’t stand in front of his dorm for long. He stepped forward, and the main gate opened on its own.
The mansion had a yard in front of it, with a paved stone path leading up to the front door and a fountain. The design of the mansions was mostly the sa.
He quickly walked up to the main door. He was still holding his Student ID card. Although he didn’t know where, there was certainly a scanner sowhere.
And when he twisted the doorknob, it opened. The security was immaculate; if he tried to break into soone else’s dorm, that would be a disaster beyond his imagination.
Since he had no intention of doing it, he decided not to think about it.
Quash closed the door behind him. The interior was luxurious. It gave off a dieval vibe with a few modern touches. The living room was decorated with many expensive-looking pieces of furniture. It also had a TV.
Everything looked clean, almost sparkling. A rich sll perated through the air.
Quash mostly ignored everything and went upstairs. The stairs had a red carpet, and even through his boots, he could feel the softness of the fabric.
Everything here was very expensive. Quash ca upstairs and found the master bedroom.
The room was decorated in a similar fashion. He walked up to the window and opened it, letting the wind burst in. He took a deep breath, taking a deep drag of the fresh morning air.
He slowly let it go. He then walked back to his bed and sat down. He took out his phone and texted Gabriella. She replied back a few seconds later.
When she first got her phone, she didn’t like texting much because it was annoying to her. But now she texts him very frequently. She had so spiritual enlightennt he had no idea about.
After that, he made a video call to her, showing his dorm. She did as well. And as expected, her dorm room was bigger and more luxurious than his.
The ranking of the Academy also affects the quality of benefits the students get. Quash didn’t care much about it. He talked for a while with her before hanging up. He gazed outside of the window absent-mindedly.
There were many things he needed to do, but he had no idea where to start. It all seed like a ss in his head.
But as he was thinking, his phone suddenly buzzed. He picked it up without thinking, assuming it was Gabriella.
[Hello Quash! How are you!]
Oddly enough, the person on the other side of the phone wasn’t Gabriella, but another girl. He frowned and looked at the number; it was not Elina.
Then who could it be?
"I’m... fine? But who am I speaking to?"
[Eh? You don’t rember ?]
"Should I?"
[I’m Eleanor! Jeez. You forgot about the mont you got a wife!]
Quash: "..."
Sohow, that sounded wrong on so many levels, but he had no evidence to prove it.
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