Astra was in a huge room surrounded by weapons and armor. He tried to move his body, but his body did not listen.

Suddenly, his body began to move towards a black sword that was placed on a table in the middle of the room.

Besides the sword, there were many parchments on the table that were filled with inscriptions.

Astra tried looking at the inscriptions, but his eyes wouldn’t move where he wanted them to go.

In front of Astra were a pair of firm hands that seemed to belong to a man in his thirties. He realized that this wasn’t his body, he was in someone else's body right now.

The man began to move his fingers in front of him wildly. Dozens of lines and shapes began to congregate together. Astra recognized this! The man was making inscriptions for enchantment!

As the man finished his inscriptions, he swiped his hands past the inscriptions. All the inscriptions seemed to disappear from the air. The man lightly stroked the black sword from top to bottom with his finger.

In an instant, dozens of inscriptions flew from the man’s hand and inscribed itself onto the sword.

Astra could tell that this was a high-level enchantment technique. Astra was currently in the body of a master enchanter!

The man continued to enchant different types of weapons and armor.

Enchanting. Enchanting. Enchanting.

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“A-Astra? Wh-what's wrong?” Watson stuttered.

Astra stood up. His hair turned partly blue and crackled with lightning. His pupils were flickering with bolts of lightning.

“You inferior beings dare insult my clan? You all do not deserve to live,” A low, beastly voice came from Astra’s throat.

Watson stood up and backed away. This wasn’t the Astra that he knew, even his voice was different.

Astra unsheathed the sword from his back and held it in front of him.

The teacher knew that something was wrong once he saw that Astra’s hair had changed color. He immediately readied his wand and pointed it at Astra.

Astra pointed his sword upwards. “Die.”

Shrills of lightning came from the sword and began to wreak havoc within the room.

Watson took out his spear and stabbed the floor. An earth dome surrounded himself and several others.

“AHHHH!” A noble boy screamed. He was paralyzed by a lightning bolt.

“H-Help me!” A girl screamed. She tried to run out of the room, but a blue zigzag struck the girl’s ankle and left her crying on the floor.

All of the nobles who had insulted Astra were left lying on the floor. Some of them had their guts pierced and their legs charred.

All of this happened in an instant; the teacher wasn’t prepared to face this sort of situation.

“This is my plea, to create fire and heat, Flame Lance!” The teacher shouted.

A spiral of flames congregated at the tip of the teacher’s wand and transformed into a fire lance.

“HA!”

The teacher fired off the spell at Astra. Flame Lance was a spell which required the user to be at least a Red ranked mage and have precise control over the element of fire. The spiral of flames allowed the spell to penetrate any armor with ease. If a mage below Red rank were to face up against Flame Lance, they would easily be shredded apart by the sheer intensity of the flames.

Astra glanced at the spiral of flames. He stabbed right in the center of the spiral.

The flame disappeared as it touched the sword.

“Wh-WHAT THE FUCK?!” The teacher yelled. This situation was impossible to believe. A freshman had easily dispelled Flame Lance, a spell that would easily be able to kill anyone who had yet to reach White rank. This kid wasn’t human at all!

Astra’s partly turned blue hair started reverting to black.

“Urgh...ugh….” Astra growled. His eyes rolled back, and he slumped to the ground.

The teacher looked around him. Everything was a mess. The tables were all burnt. The walls were scarred. Almost all of the students in the class were injured. The teacher blew a sigh of relief. If the boy had focused all of his attention on the teacher, there was a good chance that even the teacher would be severely injured.

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Astra had lost track of how many times he had enchanted with the man. Astra was able to see everything the man was seeing and do everything the man was doing. It was as if his body was on autopilot. Thus Astra was unable to learn how the inscriptions were done. The man’s technique was truly too fast for Astra.

Suddenly, thunder struck the ground, and the ground shook. The man’s knees gave out and collapsed to the ground. Astra’s vision went black.

“I’m...sorry...I couldn’t control...myself…” A weak voice cried out to Astra.

Who was talking to him? Astra felt that something was wrong.

Astra was awake, but his eyelids were as heavy as mountains. His ears perked up as he heard two people speak beside him.

“This demon! How did we let this monstrosity into this school!” A man shouted.

Astra recognized this voice. It was the teacher of his enchantment class.

Another voice spoke, “Calm down. We must properly investigate this first.” The voice belonged to a young man in his twenties.

“But principal! You saw the room and the students! What need is there for an investigation? Let’s exile this demon already! Better yet, let’s just execute him right now!” The teacher shouted.

The principal gently said, “Let’s take a moment and relax. We don’t know the full story behind this yet. The students were injured, yes, but at least they aren’t dead.”

The teacher was furious at the principal’s lack of initiative and shouted angrily, “Aren’t dead? You’re taking this matter far too lightly! Imagine the pressure from the nobles coming down on us. Can you even handle it?! All you ever do is leave everything up to the vice principal! Even at the entrance exam, you intentionally shortened it so you could quickly get out of there!”

An oppressive aura emanated from the principal, even the barely awake Astra could feel the pressure.

The teacher took a few steps back and spoke in a lower voice, “Thank god I was able to stop this devilish kid before he got out of control or everyone in the class would’ve been killed.”

Was this child’s power truly that frightening? The principal knew that the teacher was at least a Red rank mage who was very capable.

“He will be suspended from all his classes. Leave this matter to me,” The principal consoled the teacher.

The teacher gritted his teeth. He knew he wouldn’t be able to change the principal’s mind. The teacher stomped out of the room.

The principal walked over to Astra.

Astra could feel footsteps coming closer to him.

“I know that you’re awake, open your eyes,” The principal said.

Astra slowly lifted his heavy eyelids. He looked around him.

He was laying down on a bed with his hands and feet tied with rope.

“Huh? Wh-What is this? Why?” Astra stuttered.

“Relax. You’re in the infirmary,” said the principal in a soothing voice.

Astra looked at the man. The principal was a young man in his twenties who wore a golden, yellow robe. His short golden hair and firm gaze emanated a lion’s ferociousness.

The principal said, “My name is Knoxon, do you know why you’re here?”

“No,” Astra said. He wasn’t exactly sure what happened. One moment he was angry, the next he had a dream about enchanting.

“You injured all of your classmates,” The principal said.

Astra stared at the principal in disbelief.

“How…? Why…?” Astra asked.

The principal explained, “Everyone was peacefully enchanting, but suddenly your sword blew up. You took your sword out and fired off lightning everywhere and injured everyone. That’s what your teacher told me anyway.”

Astra chuckled. The teacher had left out the part where everyone was insulting Astra. How kind of him.

Astra didn’t even know he had done these things, but the truth was staring him in the face. After the conversation he had heard between the teacher and the principal, there was no doubt that he was in trouble.

“What now?” Astra asked.

“You will be suspended for the time being. You are not allowed to go to any of your classes,” The principal instructed.

Astra was shocked, “Th-that's it? I’m not going to be imprisoned or anything?”

The principal smiled, “That’s all for now. I will be seeing you again later.”

Astra stared at the principal as he opened the door and walked out of the room.

“W-Wait! I’m still tied-”

The door slammed shut.