"WOW!!!!"
Mott was in cloud nine, moving his gaze around the core section, which was ten times bigger than theirs.
"Do you believe this, They got a cultivation room, the best teachers, more resources and even eggs for powerful familiars! This is clearing favoritism!"
Mott stated in mild anger.
"Now you are angry? After jumping for half an hour in joy." Aaron rolled his eyes, walking towards the silver building in front of them.
All the core students stopped their training and turned their heads to Aaron and Mott, who were heading to the councilâs hall.
Feeling the gazes on him, Mott broke out in Sweat. He is an Awakener, but the weakest Awakener in the Core section could kill him with one attack.
Aaron wasnât bothered about the stares, and asked:
"Do you have a familiar, Mott?"
Mott wiped the sweat off his face, and turned to Aaron:
"Sadly, No... I donât have the money to buy any egg or summoning books to use."
"What will you do if I give you enough money to buy a Demon stage Familiar?" Aaron asked.
Mottâs jaw dropped hearing Aaron. "Did I heard wrong?" He rubbed his ears with a stunned expression.
"Iâm waiting for your reply."
"Iâll be your Minion, anything you say, Iâll do."
Aaron scoffed: "Can you really keep that promise?"
"If you help my family, Iâll even be your dog." Mott said with a raised chest.
"Before you can be a dog, you must know how to bark."
"Huh? I donât understand." Mott stared at Aaronâs side profile in mild confusion.
"How can a dog serve its master, if it doesnât even know how to defend and attack?" Aaron explained.
"Oh! I got it now."
"Can you keep a secret?"
"Yes, I never reveal secrets!"
Aaron nodded in approval, everything Mott said so far was the truth, this guy might be fat, and stupid at times... But knows how to be appreciative.
"Meet me alone, outside around 10, location: Center of the city, Iâll help you get stronger, and weâll help your father later on."
"Really--"
"--Hey Mott! What are you going?! Bringing an outsider who isnât a student in the academy is against the rule... I hope you know that?"
Mott and Aaron stopped, seeing a young elf with long blonde hair, and blue eyes walking out from the hall towards them.
"Shit! That is Nicolas, Heâs the second prince of the elves race, and Haroldâs cousin." Mott whispered to Aaron, and added:
"He came to this Academy six months ago, and heâs a Saint... Moreover, heâs the leader of the second-strongest club in the Core section... And my worse enemy."
Aaron nodded without a change of expression.
"What are you whispering about?!" Nicolas asked, a scowl on his face.
"Nothing, Leader Jack wants to see the Council first elder."
"Leader Jack?" Nicolas frowned slightly, then sneered.
"So you gave up your position as the club leader?"
"Sorry, for adding leader to your name, but I need you to teach him a lesson, If you do, the Tiger Club will have a little say in our section, with everyone knowing the new leader defeated the leader of the Saint Club." Mott whispered to Aaron.
âI take it back, this guy isnât a fool, by saying Iâm the leader and me teaching my Step council a lesson, the club will gain fame... What a crafty thing... I like it.â Aaron thought.
"Yes, Nicolas, Jack is now our Leader!! The leader of the Tiger club! And the strongest!" He yelled loudly, so all the Core students could hear his clubâs name.
In another building on the groupâs right, Aura and two of her members stood close to the window, staring at Aaron and Mott in front of them.
"Club leader, Itâs Jack."
"I can see that." Aura shook her head. "Nicolas will just make fun of himself if he attacks." She walked back to her seat and sat down.
At the moment, the group were in their classroom, all the kids have rushed to the window hearing Mottâs scream, While the Teacher had rushed down to see what happened.
âThere is no way my sister can win first place in the last test, Iâll have to do something... Hmm... What if something happens to Jack. He wonât be able to attend the test and will fail... But whatâll I do?â Auraâs eyes widened.
âYes! Heâll be meeting my sister today, I heard her mentioning something like going out to see Jack, Hmm... If I can spice his drink... Wait, what can I use? I need something that will take effect the next day, which is the test... Hmm...
Maybe our Herbsâ teacher will have an idea, I can just say Iâm working on something, and I need it for ingredient... Yes! I need to get going now. " She stood up from her seat.
"Iâll be right back." She said to her members, who took the same classes with her, and walked out of the classroom.
The two looked at each other in mild confusion, then shrugged. And continued watching the show downstairs.
"Jack? The strongest? And even a leader." Nicolas walked up to the two, and stopped in front of them, he was taller than Aaron. But the same height with Mott... Nicolas was well-built, even when heâs 17, while Mott was overweight, the exact opposite.
"I have somewhere else to be, so get out of my way." Aaronâs indifferent voice sounded, he wasnât loud, but it reaches everyoneâs ears.
"I know you... You should be Lucky that Iron didnât touch my uncle, Because then, Iâll have to teach you a lesson."
Aaron yawned on his face with a bored expression. "Are you done?" He asked.
"Huff." Nicolas scoffed in disdain.
"You are arrogant, Iâll have to teach you some manners!"
Without warning, Nicolas threw a punch at Aaronâs face, stunning everyone.
BAM!!
"Huh?" His eyes widened.
"Watch the face." Aaron caught his punch in his palm.
"And, I was shocked when you said, Youâll teach me some manners... I was really shocked, because Iâm always the one who taught others manners."
Everyone only saw a flash, Aaron released Nicolasâs fist, and struck out with a kick, which accurately collided on his chest.
Nicolas flew meters back, falling heavily on the ground, throwing up a mouthful of blood.
"Oh, I think I hit too hard."