When the fight finished, the only thing left in the battlefield is silence. Not a single scholar dared to speak because, it doesn’t feel right to do so. Not in that seemingly sacred moment that Daemon is basking himself on. The spotlight belongs to him, as well as all of the attention from the scholars of his own hall.Then came a clap. A single clap tore through the silence. Then came a resounding echo of this as the scholars began to cheer and clap with all their might. Disregarding the fact that Razor is still lying on the ground, unconscious from a very powerful punch.“We now have a new fourth ranking scholar of the Scale Hall!” Naga began as she went up the arena. “Give it up for Daemon!”The cheers came harder this time around. With Naga giving them permission to do so, there’s no way that they’d hold back from making these intense cheers. Brought about by the incredible fight they witnessed. Not a single one but, a succession of it. Gracefully done by Daemon which ended on an
[This chapter begins with an extreme depiction of violence. Skip until the three dotted line if you think you can’t handle it.]Daemon sat on a stool. He’s inside the art room of the Academy. A place that’s ruled over by a person he’d rather not associate with. But, no matter what he does, he can’t seem to shake her off. The same problem he has with the rest of the top brass of this school. All of which are bullying him to an extreme level and, makes him go through stuff that he’d rather live without.Yet that is something that’ll never happen because, even in that moment, he’s going through a form of bullying. One which can only be described as a thing of nightmares.“What’s taking them so long? I want to go home already.” Yvonne said as he sat on a stool in front of Daemon. The lights within the arts room are turned off. The only source of illumination they have comes from the sunset that creates a depth of shade on Yvonne’s perfect skin. Making her look more divine than she alread
Murder.This act has always been seen as a taboo in society. Though there are some groups of people that see nothing wrong with the act of killing, the vast majority agrees that it is morally wrong. That’s why it is also a topic that cannot be easily brought up and, that’s why the whole conversation that Daemon’s having shouldn’t even exist. And yet it is.“W-What was that sir?” Daemon asked again. “I think I didn’t hear you right.”“Oh you heard me alright.” Desmond replied. “You’re just having trouble processing it but, I think you heard me just fine.”This confirms it. Daemon’s being asked to kill. He’s being asked about the act of killing and, how good he is with it. A teenager like him is given this question. And, unfortunately, Daemon doesn’t have the capability to lie to Desmond’s face.If he can’t do it under the state of [Calm Mind] then there’s zero probability of him pulling it off now that he doesn’t even have the skill anymore. He doesn’t have any form of defense. Leading
Daemon and Naga left the room as soon as their conversation ended. Daemon didn’t say a word and neither did Naga. They silently walked away, using the stairs this time around instead of the elevator because, they aren’t going down. They’re going up.Naga told Daemon that they need to talk in the rooftop. Daemon agreed to it of course, but not before Naga performed the same technique on him. The one which instantly soothed his body and took away all of his nervousness instantly. Naga agreed to this almost instantly as she grabbed on to his head – recreating the same sensation within Daemon that spread throughout his entire body. Bringing him back to his normal state as he and Naga proceeded to the rooftop of the building. “Sit down.” Naga said as she took out a packet of cigars and got one out. Placing it on her lips and lighting it with nothing but her internal energy. This made it cooler than what any lighter can pull off.“I’m going straight to the point. Are you sure you’re alrig
Daemon knows what he needs to do now. With the existence of a solution for him, all that’s left is for him to pave the way so that it can be used to its utmost efficiency. And with only three days to do so, he doesn’t have any time to waste.“Alright.” Daemon opened his system window. “Let’s see what we have for ourselves.”The estimate given by Astaroth to him means that he should expect a kind of change when he reaches [50] intelligence. That is now the goal. Currently, this is what his stats look like though.[Strength (Str): 25+5][Intelligence (Int): 25+5][Speed (Spd): 15+5][Luck (Lck): 15+5]His [Strength] has greatly gone up since this is the same stat that he prioritized increasing during the fights against the other scholars in the Arena. Thanks to the sub quest [The Alpha of the Pack], Daemon got a single status point for every victory he achieved during that day. Allowing him to earn ten points – all of which are placed on his strength.He also gained a couple more points
Daemon’s just finished taking down another scholar. There are plenty more that seem to just be dying for a beating because of how they’re surrounding him but, he’s made to stop all of a sudden because of the animosity and threat he felt coming from the entrance of the hall. Making him stop as, the target of his visit finally showed himself. None other than Leon himself.“What do you think you’re doing?” Leon asked in a sharp tone; suggesting that a single wrong step is all it’d take for Leon to lunge at him and attack him. And he can’t have someone as dangerous as this guy doing that – though it didn’t stop him from actually fueling the fire.“Perfect timing. I was just waiting for you to come in.” Daemon said in a soft tone. “These guys are really good at keeping me company while I wait as well.”“Ahhh you really have a death wish don’t you?” Leon said as he began to take a step forward.“Before you get the wrong idea, you should know that it’s these guys that came at me first.” Daemo
Daemon finished all of the fights within that day. The number of members within the group that he took down amounted to twenty. He had short breaks in between and during the lunch but, that’s basically saying he fought ten in the morning and ten in the afternoon.This whole ordeal had the blessing of Naga Kazem of course. Daemon wouldn’t have the courage to go there if his instructor didn’t allow him in the first place. In fact, this is the thing he fixed first thing in the morning. Calling up the number of his instructor through the telephone in his room.Needless to say, Miss Naga didn’t like the idea one bit. She thinks that it’s dangerous for Daemon to go to a den of wolves ruled by a lion. But Daemon insisted and said that he’d be fine. He also told her that he’s got a plan. This is all he needed to get Naga on his side. Allowing for the events that day to proceed as it is.The only problem he truly encountered in this setup of the fights are with the stronger ones on the list. T
“Alright, everything should be ready now.”Daemon entered his room as soon as he finished eating dinner. He didn’t waste a single second. As soon as he locked the doors and sat on the chair right in front of his wooden desk, he opened the system window. Looking at what he gained from the recent ordeal.[20 Status Points][Information: These points are gained solely through the Sub Quest – Alpha of the Pack]Twenty points. He has twenty points in total that can be allotted to his [Intelligence]. He’s already got forty so, adding all of this will amount to more than he intended. Reaching sixty which, logically speaking, will better the effects he gains = something closer to the original skill [Calm Mind].But even before he could start this, he first needs to consult something with Ashtaroth. A detail that seems to have been overlooked because of the need of the situation.“Ashtaroth.” Daemon began. “Are you up?”It didn’t even take ten seconds before the demon responded to him. With a