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"Don't worry. I'm not trying to get familiar with you."

"I don't get familiar with filthy people. I'm just bored to death," Norgomodev said as Nolan's forehead creased slightly.

He asked the six-eyed young man,

"What's with you and filth?"

It seed to Nolan that the girly guy was just obsessed with cleanliness at a level that even made Nolan feel it was weird.

"You obviously don't know what race I am, do you?" Norgomodev asked, and Nolan had to agree.

He truly had no idea about a race with six eyes.

"I am an Hexaglaive, and if there's one thing we're known for, it's our ability to spot even the smallest speck of dirt or disruption in the natural aura surrounding an area."

"Even the tiniest bit of dirt to is more hated than the sight of a dying person," Norgomodev replied.

Nolan humd in though finally understanding.

It seed the young man's obsession wasn't due to pride or ego but more of a racial fixation.

"Okay."

"Just be careful throwing the word 'filthy' around others here."

"You might get swollen lips for that..." Nolan advised.

While he might be willing to ignore the fact that he had been called filthy more than twice or thrice now, not many others would be able to take things lying down.

If Norgomodev had tried that with the older newcors, he'd probably end up with nothing but swollen lips.

"It's fine. I can defend myself," Norgomodev said, as Nolan looked him up and down.

"More like you could save yourself so trouble by being more careful with how you use your words…"

The young man had tried everything to beat Nolan up before, yet Nolan didn't move back a single inch—even though he wasn't trying to block or defend himself.

And here he was, claiming he could defend himself?

How?

With those weightless fist of his?

"You don't believe ?" Norgomodev asked, and Nolan simply looked at him blankly, though his eyebrow raised when he noticed two of Norgomodev's eyes beginning to light up.

What was weird was that one of the eyes was glowing with a crackling blue energy, while the other had a flaming red hue.

Slowly, both eyes began brightening until the power oozing from them was enough to make Nolan's spine tingle.

But soon, the light in them began to dim, and the lightning and fla aura slowly disappeared, until Norgomodev's eyes regained their dark color.

"So, do you see now that I can defend myself?" Norgomodev asked.

Nolan humd a little before nodding.

The young man wasn't as weak as he seed.

He might be weak physically, but his special power probably belonged to those eyes of his.

"You'll be fine for a while," Nolan replied, but his interest was piqued.

"How co I've never seen anyone from your race before?"

"I'm pretty sure there's no newcor with six eyes, or at least I've never t one," Nolan asked, and Norgomodev shrugged.

"Most of my race never co to the academy."

"We're an isolated race."

"I'm only here because I wanted to see the bigger world and et the many other races that exist."

"In short, you were bored," Nolan summarized, and Norgomodev nodded helplessly.

"Must be strange for an isolated race. You're an anomaly, aren't you?" Nolan asked, and Norgomodev had to agree.

He truly was an abnormal person in his race.

He had always found the ways of his people incredibly boring.

Sitting in a secluded valley for more than thousands of years, which was their natural lifespan, was sothing Norgomodev couldn't imagine.

Such a boring, lonely and empty llife.

What was even stranger was the fact that he was the only one who felt that way.

The majority of his clan mbers were already used to it.

That was why, eventually, Norgomodev had chosen to leave his clan and explore the outside world.

He had gone through hell, performing incredibly difficult tasks to get permission from the patriarch.

But he had succeeded against all odds and was finally allowed to leave.

However, he had to return in just two years.

That was the agreent.

Still, one could say he was quite an anomaly, and Nolan was right.

"What race are you?" Norgomodev suddenly asked.

Nolan's lips parted, and he was about to say a word when he changed it at the last second.

"I'm a Kratorian," he answered.

"Oh, no wonder you have such a hard body."

"I've been told that those belonging to the Kratos Descent are rage-filled barbarians—brawn but no brains?" Norgomodev asked, and a grin forming on Nolan's lips.

"You're in for so surprises here at the academy," Nolan said aloud, causing Norgomodev to gaze at him quietly for a while.

According to what his clan had told him, the Kratos Descendants race wasn't sothing he should worry about, as long as he was able to keep his distance from them in battle.

He should be able to overwhelm them with his eye powers.

They were like Titans—strong, but not very intelligent, and should be easily dealt with.

But now, looking at Nolan, who claid to be a Kratorian, it didn't seem like he was a person with only brawn and no brains.

"So, what are your powers? Your punches and kicks?" Norgomodev asked with a curious expression, and Nolan nodded.

"You could say that…"

"As expected. You really are barbarians."

"The first ability I awakened is my Lightning Eye, sothing most of my clan can only awaken by the ti they open their fourth or fifth eye.

It's one of the strongest eyes and almost unbeatable!" Norgomodev claid with a cocky, prideful tone.

"That's interesting," Nolan replied, raising an eyebrow.

"Of course it is…" Norgomodev replied with a huff, as Nolan rolled his eyes.

'Naive little brat.'

"My second awakening gave my second eye ability—the Flaming Red Eyes. It's also one of the top ten strongest eyes in the entire clan," Norgomodev continued.

"Less fast and a little less destructive than the Lightning Eye, but it's quite effective for causing mass destruction and horrific pain,"

Norgomodev added, and soon going on and on about his eye's powers.

Nolan's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he listened attentively.

He was starting to understand sothing about the special race of Hexglaives.

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