Chapter 47 The Four Spires
Ronin only half-listened to the lecture, as the reason why he had a score of 999 on the test was because he had already studied all of this while he was a child.
Maellan even brought along copies of his old textbooks for him, and he had mastered all the lessons from 1st year to 6th year.
‘Maellan really helped me out a lot, huh? It’s shame that a useful card like him would disappear, but then again, it’s needed to be sacrificed so I can get into this Academy and be Vyrill’s new assistant.’ He thought.
He instead looked at the view of the Spires by his window. From the right side was, of course, the Spire of Warriors, which he observed to be differentiated by the red brick wall color.
The Spire of Scholars had a blue color. The Spire perfectly parallel to them, the Spire of Artisans, has a bright yellow color. And at the left was the Spire of Monks, made of white marble, and significantly simpler and smaller than the other spires.
This was how the greatest people of society were honed, by dividing them into certain fields.
The Spire of Artisans, as Ronin recalled, was for the artists, craftsmen, and performers. This was the Spire with the most women population, as that half of that 10% were in Artisans.
The next to have the most women population was the Spire of Monks, with 1/3 of the women in the Academy staying there as priestesses and nuns.
For the remaining women, most of them were in the Spire of Scholars.
A woman getting into the Spire of Warriors was incredibly rare that it was considered as rare as the solar eclipse..
The reason why Ronin took note of these percentages was to gauge how likely each Spire may have a member of Cermin’s harem.
If he could do the same thing as he did with Belladonna, and influence these women to go out of Cermin’s harem, that will be a huge blow to the harem protagonist.
He might even cry! He relished the thought of that, Cermin crying like a baby because all his girls left him.
And all the V-points he could get from sabotaging romances… It will be useful for his other goal besides getting back at Cermin.
He will aim to get that 1M point consolation prize, and ask to be in the real world again, so he could find his killer and get revenge on them.
Two birds with one stone. By defeating Cermin, he also opens up a door to defeating the very person who brought him this cruel fate as a system for dumb transmigrators.
When lunchtime came, and morning classes were dismissed, he soon found out that he can scout potential harem members and Cermin himself because they were all going to the same cafeteria.
This building was called the Banquet Palace, although it was only 6 floors, corresponding to the 6 years.
But it was really large and wide, and can easily accommodate all the students in all the school years, as well as the teachers who have the choice to eat in fine, enclosed rooms, or on the rooftops to watch the wonderful view of the school grounds outside.
“Now to find a place to sit….” He frowned, as people easily went in groups like they had already coordinated which table is theirs.
It’s always like this in all school settings. Especially if you’re just a transferee, it’s almost too late to join in a group unless you were the type that everyone would want to be friends with. And Ronin may be interesting because of his Commoner Heartstone…..
But that’s not enough to get him pulled into friend groups. Not that he wants to be in one.
He just wants a table where he can sit in peace but also have a good vantage point for people-watching and observing their movements.
“Kai, are you there? Can you find me any empty tables?” He asked his system.
“I’m here.”
He turned to the sound of a person’s voice.
This person…. Looked neither like a man nor a woman. Wearing the school uniform in a sophisticated, yet also unruly way.
“You inhibited a body?” Ronin just raised an eyebrow.
“Not exactly. Cermin was lonely in his first year here so he requested to have a physically present companion to be around. This was a form made by the system for me to comply with his wishes, not because I accepted the gift.”
Ronin made a face. “Ah, it’s good that you weren’t turned into a big-breasted lady at least.”
“Yeah, I wouldn’t like that either. But I do like what I am now. People get confused about what to refer to me as, and honestly, I don’t care.” Kai said. “I quite enjoy their confusion.”
“I’ll stick with calling you ‘it’.” Ronin said. “Where’s Cermin now?”
“With his new friends on the second floor.” Kai pointed upwards.
Ronin frowned. “Then doesn’t that mean you shouldn’t be here as well? You’re second year like Cermin.”
“I don’t really exist, no one would question me,” Kai said. “Besides, nobody really follows the rule of staying within their year’s assigned floor, Ronin. Cermin’s new friends are all from senior years, 4th, 5th, and 6th.”
Ronin grinned. “Good. Because I have no intention of following that rule either. “
He had to see what Cermin has been up to and who these new friends were. And that dream also showed that he had to be….
One of his friends too, somehow. In order to ‘get his heart’, which he assumed had something to do with stealing his Flame.
As the two of them went upstairs, someone bumped into him.
It was some big buff guy with a nasty-looking scar diagonally slashing across his face and wearing a completely opened vest. Bandages were wrapped around his well-defined torso, but he was still unmistakably strong and healthy.
He didn’t apologize when he bumped into Ronin and yelled. “Watch it, little rat!”
Ronin glared at this man. Another person besides the buff guy, a man with white long hair that reached the floor and wearing large glowing blue beads around his neck, turned back as if to apologize for his friend’s behavior but….
Upon seeing Ronin, he froze.
He then said. “Daemon.”
An attractive woman wearing quite a revealing pink outfit with a puffed-up short skirt almost resembling a ballerina costume laughed in a coquettish way.
“He really does look like a daemon, doesn’t he, darling?~ His eyes are so black, so scary~”
She was clinging to a man who was wearing the same school uniform as Ronin and Kai, which was the Scholars’ uniform, but his was made with silk and trimmed with gold. His shoes were also possibly costing quite a fortune and he had a pompous walk that was exactly like a peacock.
“Indeed. He also seems to be a Commoner as well. Pah, the Academy has been slowly degrading over the years. They just keep on accepting more and more incompetent low lives! I must speak with my Father about this!”
They all walked together to possibly one of the best tables on the second floor as a smiling golden boy greeted them.
“Hey, guys! What took you all so long?”
Ronin smacked his own forehead. “Of course. These people had to be his so-called ‘friends’.”
“They’re insufferable, aren’t they?” Kai said, as they sat at a table near enough to Cermin’s friend group.
“Yes.” Ronin sighed. “Well, Cermin will find that out soon enough. Then he’ll be forced to have no friends.”
Kai can already sense a devilish scheme a-brewing from Ronin’s self-assured tone.