The Beginning After The End novel Chapter 52

"Kathlyn Glayder. I must say that it is an honor to have your presence in my humble class." Professor Geist gave a deep, exaggerated bow. "Please do not hold whatever the results may be in this ’demonstration’ against me," he continued, putting on a pitiful face.

Her cold expression unwavering, Kathlyn just nodded, drawing her staff out from the dimension ring on her pinky.

"Very good! Let us proceed!" The Professor clapped, fire igniting from between his palms.

Without a word, she lifted her sky blue staff. Before Professor Geist had a chance to unleash his fireball, two javelins of ice formed around Kathlyn.

"Shoot." I heard my fellow disciplinary committee officer mutter before the javelins fired towards our professor.

So she decided to go the offensive route to keep Professor Geist from attacking her.

A faint smirk crept up on our professor’s face as he lifted his hands that were still aflame, ready to block the ice spears.

As soon as the ice javelins touched the fire on his palms, they instantly melt, disappearing slowly as a sharp hiss resounded.

"Ice Javelin," she muttered again, and this time, instead of two, five spinning javelins formed near Kathlyn.

"Shoot." Her expression remained icy, like a coiled serpent ready to spring.

"Haha! Impressive! As expected of our princess!" Professor Geist grinned, the class leaning forward to get a better view of this intense battle. Since most of the students were first-years, they weren’t at the level where they’d be able to conjure something like this, let alone almost instantly.

Our professor concentrated as the five spears shooting toward him, ready to pierce through if not countered.

"Ember Wisps!" The spell he prepared finished in time as Professor Geist jumped back, releasing small, floating orbs of blue flames.

Wasn’t this the spell Lucas used during his rank examination?

"Break," Kathlyn muttered, and she willed her five ice javelins to shatter into an uncountable amount of small, sharp shards of ice.

"Fire!" Professor Geist, his face not nearly so smug as before, willed his orbs of blue fire to shoot at his opponent. Kathlyn, on the other hand, was so focused on finishing her final spell that she ignored the incoming streams of blue fire about to hit her.

"Ice Tornado!" Her voice filled with a faint panic as she realized upon finishing her spell that she was about to receive the brunt of Geist’s attack.

PROFESSOR GEIST’S POV:

That idiot! Why didn’t she defend herself instead of trying to finish the last spell?

As the tornado of ice shards began to whirl around me, I became nervous. I wasn’t scared of this fancy spell; I was scared that she might be gravely injured from my attack.

Wasn’t it common sense for a conjurer to have a layer of defense in battles? I chose a relatively easy spell to counter and the fact that she was a deviant specializing in ice made it all the more easy for her. Did she want to win so much that she chose to forego that?

I cancelled the spell but only the ember wisps disappeared. The streams of blue fire that they shot at the stupid princess was still heading her way. _{fгeewebnovёl.com}

Damn it. I’m screwed.

Scorch Field.

I willed a layer of heat around my body to melt the shards of ice circling me. I was left with some light scratches but I didn’t care. What happened to the princess? I didn’t hear any screams from the other students. Maybe she was okay?

Damn... I should’ve stopped after making a fool of the elf.

After the layer of ice shards that were blocking my view melted, I immediately tried to find the princess but instead, I found the last member of the three DC officers in my class, Arthur Leywin, in front of Kathlyn, who was still covering her face with her arms in panic. His palm was out in front of him while his other arm wrapped protectively around the princess.

His eyes... I couldn’t help but involuntarily tremble from the baleful glare that pierced through me. It felt even sharper than those ice spears that the princess threw at me.

"I think this little game of yours has gone on long enough, don’t you think?" His expression stayed icy, the innocent façade that I now knew he usually kept nowhere in sight as his domineering gaze looked at me without remorse. Was this his true face?

"While I am thankful for your concern over the princess, it was unnecessary, as I had it all under control." No way was I going to lose face right here, on the first day, in front of all of my students.

"Under control?" Arthur’s brow slightly twitched and I could sense his annoyance. Was I the only one feeling this pressure? This wasn’t normal. AA class mana beasts didn’t even exude this much pressure.

"Yes. Do you think that I, a professor at this esteemed academy, would actually put one of my students in harm’s way?" I said calmly. There was no proof! Today was all just a little mistake.

ARTHUR LEYWIN’S POV:

This ingrate really planned on insisting that he had this all under control. I already knew from watching Lucas that once the remote spell from the wisps were shot, they couldn’t be cancelled. Then again, there was no proof since I’d blocked it.

"I see... then in that case, allow me to take the place of my colleague in this ’demonstration.’"

"Haha...well, if you insist. I seem to have scared the princess a little too much with my last spell. I should’ve cancelled it earlier if I knew you were going to interrupt. Now, some of my students may misunderstand that I was trying to actually hurt her."

Even now, this pathetic excuse of an instructor was trying to defend his position. I could already tell from the various murmurs around the class that most of the students already believed what he was saying.

I turned back to Kathlyn. "You’re okay. Do you think you can make it back to your seat on your own?" I gently stirred her from her stupor.

"Y-Yes... I’m really sorry." For the first time, I saw a change in Kathlyn’s expression. She looked really embarrassed, her porcelain white skin flushing a light red as she turned away to go back to her seat.

"Then please guide me well." I turned back to Professor Geist and drew Dawn’s Ballad. The translucent teal blade triggered gasps and mutters of amazement as even Geist looked at my sword, wide-eyed in wanting.

"Quite the nice weapon you got there. Since you are an augmenter, I suppose it would be fair to let you choose which method you would like for me to fight with." He shrugged his shoulders helplessly as he walked towards his sword, which was embedded into the ground.