Last Wish System Chapter 26
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"Yale... I heard that name before."
After the teacher thought for a while, she remembered who Yale was.
"You are Ange's little brother, Yale Roanmad!"
Yale face became unsightly as he heard the teacher.
"Teacher, I already told that my surname didn't matter..."
Yale said it in a rather low voice, but they still managed to hear him.
Yale didn't mind about the teacher testing his immunity as he understood the strangeness of that Passive Skill, but telling his surname after he said that it didn't matter, angered him.
"Wait, with Ange, do you mean the genius healer, Ange? This kid is her little brother?"
That time was Aizu, who was shocked. That was because Ange was very famous in the Nacesai Academy and even in the whole Nacesai City due to her talent.
Furthermore, the story of her little brother skipping the tests to join the academy was also well known to all the students, and a lot of rumors circulated about him.
However, as the tests for the elemental classes were only paper tests and individual talent testing, the members of the Magus Classes didn't know each other like the Warrior Classes members, so no one noticed that Yale was the lucky kid until the teacher said his full name.
Fortunately for Yale, at that moment, only the teacher, Aizu, and Yale himself were awake to hear it.
Of course, Aizu and the others noticed Yale since the first moment as he was the only guy in the whole class, he would catch the attention of the girls only by that.
However, no one in the class linked him to that famous story because there were too many unknown students to them who also passed the test for the elemental lessons. The chances of coincidentally meeting Yale when only was one guy in the class were extremely low.
At that moment, Yale was thinking about what to do since the teacher revealed his identity.
Yale managed to wash away the influence of his unorthodox joining by battling in the Warrior Classes, but that wouldn't work in the Magus ones.
If he also wanted to wash away his reputation in the Magus Classes, Yale thought that he would need to do more than showing that illusions couldn't affect him.
Initially, Yale wanted to be low-key as he knew that he entered the academy in an unorthodox way, and that wasn't good from the point of view of his classmates, but all his intents were frustrated by some reason.
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First, in the battles, the system notification made him took them more seriously than he planned, the temptation for more Innate Talents was something he couldn't resist.
In the battle with George, his blood boiled as he found a worthy rival to fight.
In the archery classes, he went all out as he was still excited about his previous battle and ended showing his talent and competing with Zack.
Finally, in the Light Elemental Class, he did nothing, but his Passive Skill, which was impressive enough to catch the attention.
Yale already decided to stop trying to be low-key because he already showed that much, so he could as well show more.
Aizu initially thought that Yale was like her and hated his clan due to how he introduced himself, but after that, she learned that he was Ange's little brother, the lucky kid who entered the academy relying on connections and not on his talent.
Aizu despised people who relied on the status of their clans to advance in their life because doing that was the same as accepting to obey the clan in exchange.
She hated her clan and being controlled by them. Aizu would rather die than accept a favor from her clan that made her owe them anything.
The reason was that Aizu's clan engaged her to marry out since she was three years old.
At that time, her mother just disappeared, and the clan sold her as a future wife to a fat lewd old man who had more than a hundred wives. Furthermore, he also had the worst reputation of the whole city, and the rumors said that he kidnapped a lot of women who didn't belong to any clan nor had any background.
Thus, she hated her clan more than anything else and only wanted to break relations with them as her fate in the clan would be worse than death.
The only reason she didn't do it yet was her lack of external background. If she dared to leave the clan without anyone supporting her, the clan would act against her, even if it only was to gift her to that old man.
One of her motives for joining the academy and displaying her talent was to obtain some background that could shelter her.
Deciding the marriages of the younger generation was something ordinary in all the clans, as long as one remained belonging to the clan, one couldn't refuse anything the clan decided about their life. Most of the younger generation within the clans served only as chess pieces for the schemes of the older generation.
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The lewd old man offered a lot of resources to Aizu's clan in exchange for a young girl to marry him, and as Aizu had just lost her mother, and her father loved wealth more than his own kids, so he decided to sell his daughter to the old man.
Fortunately, there were some laws in the city, and it was forbidden to marry without reaching the proper age; that rule was created by the Nacesai Academy to avoid the destruction of young talents due to the greediness of the elders in the clans.
If anyone disobeyed the rule, the Nacesai Academy would hunt them down, and with the power of Sainac, no one wanted to offend him for not waiting a few years.
In fact, The Roanmad clan had the tradition to plan the marriages of their younger generation when they turn fifteen and then marry at sixteen, which was the minimum age that the Nacesai Academy allowed.
Ange was already at that age, but due to her status, the Roanmad Clan didn't dare to even suggest it for fear of offending Ange and the academy, and after Swordmad left, the clan dared even less than before.
Aizu admired Ange because of that reason; she wanted to become famous enough like Ange did, and then her clan wouldn't dare to force her to avoid offending the academy. However, even though Aizu was talented, her talent wasn't as shocking as Ange's.
Thus, Aizu didn't know what to think about Yale, who initially seemed to be the type of person she hated the most based on the rumors.
However, after all, he was her idol's little brother, and after meeting him in person, the feeling Yale gave wasn't the one that she expected.
She saw Yale's expression when the teacher told the name of his clan; any other student could have interpreted that face as anger because he wanted to hide his identity as the lucky kid of the rumors.
However, Aizu didn't think about that when she saw Yale's face, because that face was the same, she put against the mirror every time she remembered her clan. That was a face that expressed no desire to be related to the clan one was born into.
Aizu felt that the rumors about Yale didn't fit the reality and had the intuition that the true story of Yale wasn't as simple as everyone thought after hearing the rumors.
Only the fact that Yale was immune to the illusion spell cast by the teacher was enough to show that he wasn't a normal lucky kid who could only rely on his clan. If Yale showed his illusion immunity in the academy's entry test, even if Yale did it poorly in all the other areas, he would still enter the academy.
Aizu was starting to become more curious about Yale, the more she thought, the more mysterious Yale became.
The most recent rumors said that the lucky kid was ignorant, didn't know his limits, and joined all the classes. Aizu didn't know if that was true, but as she had also entered all the elemental lessons, she would confirm it herself.
Furthermore, Aizu decided to pay close attention to Yale to try to unveil the mystery that in her eyes surrounded Yale.
While Aizu was thinking about the truth about Yale, Yale was thinking about the best way to show his talents without being excessive, as he proved to be unable to be low-key.
Thus, he wanted to try showing off while controlling himself to seem talented but not too monstrous.
The teacher, instead, wasn't thinking anything profound as she was only relieved that Yale was Ange's little brother.
She heard about the incident in the Roanmad Clan a few years ago and knew how Ange's little brother avoided falling into a powerful illusion and managed to save Ange's life. In exchange, Yale almost lost his life.
Compared to the teacher's previous casual illusion spell, the spell cast in the Roanmad clan was a huge one, and that kind of illusion required a lot of preparation or an extremely powerful expert.
Thus, there was nothing strange with Yale being immune to her spell, and it wasn't shameful to her either.
Before any of them started to talk again, the other eight students in the class began to show signs of awakening.
The three of them had their reasons to not say anything about what happened to the rest of the students, so the class continued when the eight other members of the class became fully awakened from the illusion.
The only difference was that Aizu was paying more attention than before to Yale.
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