《Evolution God. Weakest to strongest.》Chapter 10.
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Jaus is now getting a tour by Jera and his 2 servants, Nil and Rui.
Jera: "Over there is the library. And on the north of the library are the magic classes. Talking about classes... Which ones did you pick?"
Jaus: "Classes? I haven't picked any yet."
Jera: "Good. I'll pick for you."
Jaus: "Why pick for me? Can't I do it myself?"
Jera: "You will probably pick the ones not near me and leave me vulnerable for attack."
Jaus: "Ok... If that's what you want... Princess Jera."
Jera: "Just call me Jera.... Dummy."
Jaus: "I cannot Princess Jera, it seems you are worshipped as a goddess by some of the aristocrats here. I do not want aristocrat enemies just yet. Upcourse I could beat them to bone ash but that is too boring."
Jera: "Dummy. Don't worry about the aristocrats. You are a higher level than them. You are a king of war!"
Jaus: "Ah... So I don't have to worry about them huh? Good. Are there any aristocrats I should look out for?"
Jera: "Yes there are. There are the sons of Amethius. Apparently they have heard about the case with Rui and they are the troublemakers of this school. They will look for you most likely to see if you truly are a king of war. Also... Be careful around Count Ulin's daughters... They take any chance they can to make men fall in love with them. I don't want my bodyguard to fall in love with somebody else and leaving me..."
Jaus: "I will look out for them. The sons of Amethius won't be able to fight me evenly even if I use a sliver of my true power. I would overpower them. Ulin's daughters cannot make me fall in love with them as I am uncapable to trust anybody else than you three girls and the king."
Jera: "You... Sweettalker..."
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Jaus: "So... What are Nil and Rui going to do? They are my servants right now."
Jera: "They will help you while being out of classes. But you don't need much anyways so they will probably just sit next to you most of the time..."
Jaus: "Ok. Now... Which classes am I taking then Jera?"
Jera: "Political classes, magic and Group Combat."
Jaus: "Politics, magic and group combat...? In magic I would overpower my enemies, in combat i would overpower my enemies. Politics...? They teach that too here huh?"
Jera: "Yeah. It's boring but I have to listen. You don't though. You can just look and do other stuff while in class. The teachers are wary of you. They know they can't fight you... Wait... The headmaster can't even fight evenly with you and he is the strongest magician who isn't a hero magician.... How... Powerful are you..."
Jaus: "Have you heard of divine beasts Jera?"
Jera: "Yeah... They are super powerful right? Only heroes can kill them."
Jaus: "Good. Now think a little. What can some cored beasts do?"
Jera: "Transform into... HUMANS..."
Jaus: "And what am I?"
Jera: "Stronger than human... You can't be... A divine beast..."
Jaus: "Possibly. I won't tell you right now. I only gave you hints. Now... Shall we get to the Politics class? It seems like the right time."
Jera: "Yes. Let's go. Nil, Rui. Come with us because you can probably help out Jaus in understanding some of the things."
The three girls and Jaus head towards the Politics class. The moment they enter the teacher bows to the princess but then when Jaus enters... He kneels.
Jaus: "What is the meaning of this?"
Teacher: "This is usual for us... King of war Jaus. We kneel to anybody who is a king of war or a king or an emperor."
Jaus: "Hmm. Ok. Now stand up. Kneeling for too long is painful right?"
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Teacher: "Thank you Jaus. I can call you Jaus right?"
Jaus: "It's fine by me."
Every aristocrat in the politics class look at Jaus. The teacher bowed to the princess but kneeled to an unknown stranger he called a King of War. There are only two kings of war in the kingdom. But including Jaus there are three.
Student #1: "Teacher! What is the meaning of this!? Why did you bow to somebody who isn't even probably an aristocrat becaus I haven't heard of him!"
Student #2: "Yeah Teacher!"
Teacher: "That man is a king of war! He is on the same level as the King Uic! Be nice towards him! He defeated two million men alone!"
Female Student #1: "That's insane! Nobody can beat that many! The hero could only beat 1,5 million men before falling!"
Female Student #2: "And the battle was just a week or so ago right!? Even if he was gifted with ultimate regeneration there would still be some scars on him! And by the looks of things he isn't even scarred a little bit!"
Teacher: "Sit down and shut up! This man can kill all of us if he wanted! If you don't believe me use your Mana Vision on him!"
The entire class stares at Jaus with weird looking eyes. Suddenly most of them collapse and the rest of them feel dizzy.
Student #1: "I feel... Sick... I couldn't see the end in his mana pool... It seemed... Infinite..."
Teacher: "When you can't see the end of somebodies mana pool that gives you sickness. You all have seen my mana pool's end and didn't feel sick. So that means he is more powerful than I. Even the headmaster felt sick while looking at his mana pool. He was on the verge of collapsing before he gave up!"
Jaus: "What is going on? Can't we just begin the class?"
Teacher: "Immediatly Jaus! Immediatly!"
The teacher orders everybody to shut up and listen while nervously looking at Jaus every now and then. The class goes on for 3 hours but Jaus didn't bother to listen to any of it and then left when it ended. Jera soon followed and they went to the magic class.
The same thing repeated like in the Politics class. The teacher there kneeled too. Jaus just ignored it this time and sat down and ordered the teacher to begin.
He learned a lot of new magic. Jera was always listening to the classes.
The magic class went on for three hours too. When they left for the group combat class Jaus was put into the same group as Jera, Nil and Rui. Apparently servants can be in the Group Combat as well.
There are 5 groups excluding the group of Jaus. But they are all easily defeated by Jaus. He only needed to stare at one group before all of them fainted in that group. The other groups soon followed as Jaus basically teleported infront of them and made them lose conciousness with the blast of wind.
The group battles only lasted for a few seconds.
Teacher: "Jaus. Next time don't participate please... It seems you are too powerful for group combat... Can you just keep an eye on things from up there... Please?"
Jaus: "Fine with me Teacher. I felt like this was easy. I can't believe they fainted from just my stare or the air pressure what came when I used a little bit of my speed... Even the army men were on the verge of fainting when I did my stare..."
Jaus observes the group combat class from a rooftop. Jaus had noticed that the Headmaster had constantly hid and kept track of him throughout the day.
He decided to go and directly ask the headmaster what is the reason for the headmasters surveillance.
What will happen now? Why is the headmaster doing this? Is the headmaster cautious or is there another reason? Will Jera realise what species or being Jaus really is?
We shall find out next time.
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