Chapter 12
Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God
Kami was the first to speak, fury coating his words. âI wonât let this stand. My boy still hasnât recovered. Disregarding the pain heâs been in, the expense of the medicine needed to ensure these wounds would have no impact on his future is astronomical.â
âDonât act rashly Kami. If your boy hadnât tried to kill the commoner, he would have never suffered,â Patia-Nevaâs voice was understanding but firm. He couldnât allow Kamiâs hate to fester.
âI donât care. Since when has the Kami family ever needed permission to kill? Heâll pay for this humiliation.â
Duco spoke. âDonât forget why he gained the quota to perform in the first place Kami. The boy may be mediocre here, but he is of great value to the commoners. In fact, heâs quite the celebrity in the mortal world. If they learn of him being killed, and especially so soon after coming to us, it will start a war.â
âDuco is right, we have other issues to deal with. Warring with the commoners is not something we can afford, and it seems like the boy knows this. Plus, considering the dangerous missions Focus Academyâs students undergo from the 4th grade onwards, he might just die naturally.â Bai spoke out in agreement.
Sapientiaâs light laughter filled the room in hopes of cutting through the tension. âFrom what I can garner, this boy might not continue to be mediocre for long.â He said in reply to Ducoâs comment. âI see that our resident Librarian has already taken a liking to him.â
âWhat?!â
Kamiâs anger spiked. The importance of the library to this school couldnât be understated. If Dyon somehow managed to get Libro to his side as a mentor or friend, his progress would be much faster.
âNot to worry Kami, Libro wouldnât break the rules of the academy⦠Although, it seems that Patia-Nevaâs daughter gave the boy access to the first 600 levels for a few hours.â Deliaâs father stiffened at these words.
Kami sighed in relief. No one could do anything with just a few hours, even with access to 600 levels.
âEh, I wouldnât be too relieved if I were you. It seems like one of the techniques he learned was my clanâs speed-reading technique.â
âLearned? Donât play with us Sapientia. You just said he only had a few hours, what do you mean learned. And such a high-level technique at that?â Storm said, breaking his silence.
Sapientia sighed. âIt seems he has quite some affinity for my clanâs techniques. You know the mortal world has always fascinated me. Their capacity for thinking and research is in some ways far beyond our own.â
Kamiâs fists tightened.
In reality, it seemed odd for experts of their stature to be so concerned with a boy. However⦠There were very strict taboos on the interaction between the martial and mortal world. The ceremonial talent check they allowed the mortal world every five years was never meant to actually turn out any talents. They couldnât understand how Dyon had passed.
Patia-Nevaâs voice rang out. âThe larger school alliances are putting too much pressure on us. We may have many promising geniuses in this generation, but past years have only had maybe one or two.
âIf we want this school to survive, and thereby secure the future of our families, we shouldnât be ostracizing geniuses. The boy is intelligent. It wouldnât be difficult for him to find out that there would be other schools willing to recruit him. Schools more⦠willing to ignore the taboos.
âI suggest we move away from a plan to stifle him ourselves. The students of this school will be more than enough to do that. That way, if he succeeds despite that, we have a genius. If he fails, then weâd have gotten rid of a problem. We have other matters to attend to, such as preparing our familiesâ geniuses for the Alliance Ranking Tournament andâ¦â
Although Patia-Neva didnât speak the last parts of his thoughts, the other family heads knew fully well what he was referring to.
Aside from this, the truth was that the family heads only acted against Dyon because it was the easiest and most direct way. If he was embarrassed into leaving without them having to lift a finger, it would have been their best-case scenario. They had no way of guessing heâd have met Delia to give him access to the library, or even that heâd be able to learn what he learned in such a short time.
Kami swallowed his anger, choosing to believe his son would get his own revenge.
As the pressure in the room subsided, the family heads nodded in resolve. It wasnât worth it to act themselves. They knew that Dyon would be slowed by his own lack of resources. In fact, he wouldnât even be afforded a decent cultivation technique since the one demonstrated in the coming classes would be the most basic and crude version possible.
Even the family heads didnât know what calamities lay ahead of them. All they knew was that power trumps everything. And right now, they didnât have enough of it.