"Now what should I do."
Relaxing on a bench and watching the students go about their business Art mused, traces of exhausted growing on his face.
The use of a techquie, sothing he hadn't learnt, mastery and just copied placed an enormous strained on his body. It wasn't enough to knock he out but it still felt like he had done a day's worth of work.
"I guess I need to start think on what to do from now on to the future."
Truth be told whether Art mattered to the gas plot or not didn't particularly matter. In the story his death should have been used as a stepping stop for the main characters to grow stronger...or that's how it played out in his raptured mories.
He wasn't trying to dismiss his role but in the end ,among most of the cast he was one that could be easily replaced by another character but....
"I find the thought of being a ntor intriguing."
Carcass the longsword on his lap, a fierce fighting spirit ignited in his sapphire eyes.
This was the kind of person he was, as long as it involved his hobbies he didn't care how much effort he must placed in.
It was a sha such determination didn't exist when it ca to his studies back in college.
"Anyway I've made contact with Trish and have unexpectedly powered up."
Among the main characters there was a particular reason he made contact with Trish first and foremost. It wasn't just because she was currently the strongest among the first years but because of her obsessive nature.
That quirk of her was shows insurance for many things. The Swordwoman wasn't dancing fully to his tune yet but with the level of trust she had for him now, he was confident as long as he played his cards right he had gained a loyal ally and trustworthy student.
"She's dangerous but strong."
Taking the true main characters out of the equation Trish was a value asset...not a student he could pass on.
"I'll make her stronger for now...since unlike Valerie she much easier to invest in."
A hero even with the largest of potential started at the button, which wasn't what he needed now. For now he will ignore the main character not just for her weakness but because said weakness factor into her growth later.
"Apart from Trish, there also Damien and Cheshire."
The latter two were also just as easy to convert into his student than most.
"Ignore them for now and wait for the plot to official begin."
Original even knowing when the ga's plot would begin would have been a chore that was until he rembered one particular detail of the main character. In her character detail, it was said she arrived in Legacy a week after school began because she was undergoing a training session with her new family.
"I don't rember the date but it should be soway next week. I'll keep note of that."
There was also another two thing he had to take note off. One being how to improve himself. For starters his physical stats were trash in comparison to even so of the weaker students, his stamina didn't not fare much better and without the sword techniques he copied from Trish he might as well be a bum.
To avoid the insane powercreep that will follow along as the plot continuously advance, he knew he must've rely to much on the skill tickets and forge his own strength.
His goal was to nurture all those he considered his student for them to beco wonderful heroes, what good would that mindset be if he didn't have the strength to make sure they were protected till that dream ca through.
He didn't want to suffer a tragic death like the original Art and after facing Villeir he knew there was nothing more scary than death.
He will learn to accept it but in exchange he wanted a dignified death, a death that didn't empower other and was used as a stepping stone for the protagonist to grow stronger— no he wanted his death to be glorious, the kind of death that didn't breed rage but joy and pride at his accomplishnts.
"I want die fighting Doomsday."
Since it was his death he will choose when hence he wasn't dying now not until he had gained enough students, nurtured and perfected them and finally protect them.
"If I'm going to use them to gain strength might as well protect them to."
With a tentative smile he held the hilt of the blade as the second matter ca to play.
Villier,one of the antagonist of the ga.
If his mories were back, he would have created nurous counterasures for that bastard but right now he was full of uncertainty. He knew that vampire was a threat but he wasn't always one, the ga's plot to seem to have transford him into one and he couldn't rember how so he was uncertain if he had to take care of him now or wait.
"Might as well wait... it's not like I can achieve much either way."
He didn't like to sound pessimistic but right now especially as he was there wasn't much he could do about the vampire.
Killing him now was impossible to two reasons. One, his social standing with the academy, even if by chance he managed to kill Villier his death will be investigated and eventually would be traced to him which would ruin everything and two the bastard was far too strong.
Villeir,first and foremost was a vampire, the kind of creature whom could outclass most aura users with theirs physical stats alone and combined with that cursed enhancent techquie mages were now learning he would be able to keep up with Art even if all condition were et and finally taking his blood magic into the consideration it served to say for now killing Villeir was about as impossible as a human trying to kill a whale with a flick of their finger.
No matter how much ti there were giving their effort wouldn't amount to much only discomforting the sea creatures, so right now his only option was to get strong.
So strong that no matter how unpredictable things got, how composure would never break.
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