In the faculty block, a man could be seen pacing back and forth in his office.
“What if they found out…” the man muttered.
“No, surely they wouldn’t trouble him after all those incidents,” the man kept talking to himself.
Sweat was forming on his face, and his heart was racing with anxiety.
*Knock* *Knock*
The man turned towards his office door as his thoughts were going wild.
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Argas breathed in relief as he changed his expression.
“Come in,” Argas allowed him to enter.
The staff member entered his room with some documents in his hands.
“We have fixed your schedule for the next three weeks,” he said,
“But you should still confirm your timings with other professors in case of a last-minute change,” he said, but Argas’s mind was absent.
“Ah, yeah, you can go now,” Argas spoke as he told the man to leave.
“Okay, tell me if you need anything else,” the man said as he left the room soon after.
“Dammit, what should I do,” Argas was not having the best day of his life.
He had heard the rumors about Asher Greville having nearly 60,000 GP, and everyone was surprised by the amount of GP he had acquired.
Everyone was busy guessing how Asher had managed to get such an amount, but only Argas knew the source of all that GP.
It was Argas’s money or the GP from the past few years for not rewarding the students in his class who came from normal backgrounds.
It was exactly after the meeting that Demarcus called after the Ranker’s Announcement,
Argas was coming out of the room, and his expressions were normal.
‘My name was not there,’ Argas sighed in relief as he reached the lift to get to his floor.
Although he was a bit nervous when Demarcus started the meeting, his name was absent among the corrupt professors’ names.
“Hahaha, you will never find the evidence against me,” Argas was sure.
He was cautious while manipulating the supply of GP that 3 Star Professors were given, and he had made a lot of money in the outside world through this.
And the best part was that he never used his own identity for trading GP and always used students from normal backgrounds to sell his GP for him.
He made sure that the student he targeted had no special connections and that his family could be targeted easily. But during the meeting, he was still a bit nervous, even though he tried to look like he was not involved.
In a few hours, his assistant came into his office,
“Professor, a student wants to meet you,” he said,
“Send them back; I have no time,” Argas said with an annoyed look.
“Ah, it’s Asher Greville,” his assistant told Argas,
“Asher Greville?” Argas looked up, and his assistant nodded.
“Send him here then,” Argas told, as it was not favorable for him to deny Asher Greville.
“What does he want with me?” Argas had no idea.
“Does he want to gain my favor?” Argas guessed as he was one of the 3 Star Professors.
In a minute, a young man with crimson-red eyes entered the room.
The assistant closed the door, and Asher sat in front of Argas.
“So what’s the reason behind your visit, Heir Greville,” Argas said with an amused look on his face.
“How did the meeting go, Professor Argas,” Asher answered with a question.
“What meeting?” Argas didn’t know what meeting Asher was talking about.
Asher looked at him with an indifferent face.
“How does it feel to not get expelled from World Academy?” Asher said.
It made Argas frown as he didn’t understand what Asher was saying.
“See this. Maybe you will understand what I am trying to say,” Asher clicked on his ID Bracelet, and a big hologram appeared.
“What? H-How is this possible?” Argas’s eyes went wide with shock as there were multiple pieces of evidence about him abusing his students while threatening them.
‘But I made sure there was no evidence!’ Argas couldn’t believe it, but he collected his thoughts.
“What do you want?” Argas knew that Asher coming into his office to show him this meant he wanted something from him in exchange for keeping things quiet.
“It seems to teach in World Academy for so many years has made you forget about the outside world, Professor Argas,” Asher said as he clicked on his ID Bracelet.
Then, many pictures of Argas’s family and his sons could be seen.
“You should not forget that your family lives in Somaria,” Asher told him as Argas’s face went pale.
He had destroyed many students’ families by using them, but despite being this corrupt, he loved his family more than anything in the world.
“Now be a nice little puppet for me until graduation, and we can forget this ever happened,” Asher proposed an idea, and Argas had no way of denying his request.
Argas was the one who had used all his GP that he had saved by his corrupt methods, and the total came out to 60,000 GP.
‘Yeah, I just need to hold on for 4 years,’ Argas thought.
Asher’s threat only worked on Argas because he had enough evidence to remove Argas from World Academy. In addition, World Academy offered family protection for all their Professors so that students with backgrounds like Asher could not threaten them.
Currently, Argas’s family was living in a very safe area in Somaria that was near the headquarters of the World Association, and the security of his family was confirmed.
If Soran was considered Grevilles Territory, then the entire city of Vernes was under World Association. So even for Asher, it would be difficult to target Argas’s family. Even getting Tom, who was just a civilian from Vernes, required him to contact the special team from Moonlight Guild that were experts in such jobs.
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In Ranker’s Dorm,
Asher was training his mana for 5 hours.
[ Host has increased mana +3 ]
His progress slowed because his body was trying to stabilize his current mana. His meridians absorbed most of his mana, so till now, all his stats except intelligence and charm had gone up by 5-6 stats.
<Class Schedule – Spell Weaving, Black Element>
Asher stopped as he got up to get ready for his classes. He saw that his Black Element class was scheduled for the day after tomorrow, and today he only needed to attend a spell weaving class, which was the mandatory course for all mages.
In a particular classroom,
“It would be my honor if you could come to teach here,” Arman spoke to the person in the hologram with a respectful tone.
“I would have turned it down, but I want to meet my grandchildren, so I guess I can help you guys,” Helena replied with a smile on her face.
Asher still didn’t know that Farnus had invited Helena to World Academy, and his first-class would be with Helena Raven herself. She was the only person in this world he wanted to avoid the most.
“Thank you, I will inform the students about your visit,” Arman said.
“No need. I want to surprise that little boy,” Helena replied.
“Okay, as you wish,” Arman bowed as he was talking to the strongest woman in the world, who was even compared to the SSS Rank Hunters.
The call was finished, and Arman looked at the paperwork before him. He still couldn’t believe that Farnus had invited a person like Helena to World Academy.
Although he was sure that Farnus would keep tabs on Helena, as she was a very dangerous individual due to her special bloodline ability, he still wanted to ensure that the students unrelated to Black Elements stayed far from the class.
“I guess we can have our class here,” Arman picked an arena that was present in the Outer Sector of World Academy.
He stood up to get permission from Farnus because such changes required his approval.
In the Raven Family Mansion,
Helena was sitting in her office.
“World Academy sounds fun,” Helena smiled.
It was also surprising for her that Farnus had invited her for a special lecture.
“I wonder if that boy still sees the world around him the same way,” Helena remembered the young Asher.
She had used her bloodline ability to see Asher’s memories when he was young. She was surprised as Asher interpreted everything around him differently than others. Her bloodline ability was stronger if the target was much weaker than her.
She last tried to see his emotions and memories when he was 6 or 7 years old.
“I would need to see it myself,” Helena smiled.
It had been long since she had met Asher, so this was a great excuse to meet him at World Academy.
