After a while students final started showing up to class. Most of them simply looked at Caxon before they sat in a seat and started talking to others or observing their surroundings.
By the time students stopped coming in all but one of the seats were filled, it turned out that it was every seat except for the one next to Caxon. As he opened his eyes and looked around, he suddenly had a bad feeling as the hairs on his arm started to rise.
That was when the young man who had finished second and was bragging about it yesterday walked in. As Caxon looked around he noticed that his class was made up of all the people that ended earlier where in the seats around him.
The boy who finished first and looked too young to make the 14-year-old limit was sitting right behind Caxon as well. The older young man who looked too old to be in the school looked at the first-place finisher and then walked next to Caxon and spoke to him in a demeaning voice.
"Get up you are in my seat."
Caxon had spent a lot of time recently thinking about how he was going to approach this school without making himself suspicious or attracting too much attention and he decided this was a good time to start his act.
"Sorry but I like looking through windows how about you take the seat that is actually yours right there."
While he said this, he also pointed to the empty seat that was directly behind the pretentious student. The bully looked around as he pointed and laughed at Caxon as if he couldn't believe what he was saying. Some of the other students smiled as they played along and mocked Caxon but most just ignored it.
The student didn't say anything else as he sent a powerful punch at Caxon.
While barley moving his head and dodging the attack Caxon grabbed the bully's shoulder while locking the attacking arm against his own shoulder. He then smashed the young man's face against the desk he was sitting at. The bully then tried to resist and pull his face from the desk but Caxon simply applied more pressure showing that he could shatter the arm and dislocate his shoulder by simply pushing harder.
'That attack wasn't strong especially for someone a few years older than me. Just because I have to stay lowkey doesn't mean I have to take shit from a weakling and common bully like this guy.'
While he thought this part of him wanted to simply shatter this student's arm to ensure he wouldn't act so high and mighty in the future, but he resisted the urge since that would definitely cause future problems.
It was at this time that an elf walked into the room.
"Stop yammering and return to your seats."
With this Caxon whispered to the bully before he released him.
"The next time you try to hit me I will make sure you can never punch with this arm again."
"My name is Alire Phihorn, you will call me sir, senior, or teacher. Unlike you lot I have actual business to attend to so I will not babysit you, since you probably don't deserve my teaching anyways this time will be your own to study. Don't slack off in two weeks we will have our introductory rankings with a mana control test... And for some incredibly ridiculous reason there is a prize none of you deserve so please don't make a fool of our academy. Now go study, practice or whatever else you want. Although I doubt any of you will use it the library is in building A23, the arena doesn't have a number but its the only arena here so you can find it. Tomorrow at noon you are scheduled to go to weapon handling class in the arena, and if any of you are late and I have to track you down I will make your life a living hell, now go do whatever it is you do."
Caxon was shocked at the laziness and the superiority complex of this teacher. It was incredible that this academy employed so many terrible teachers and even the headmaster thought so little of his own students it seemed wrong in almost every aspect.
But at the end of the say this was better for him. With no one constantly looking over his shoulder there would be no one to document his advancement. This would allow him to go to the library and grow his knowledge base without attracting any attention it was perfect.
Controlling his excitement, he walked out of the room while giving a glaring look at the big bully, he also noticed the young boy was looking at him with spackling eyes but he ignored it. He then made his way to the library to begin his true mission.
As Caxon walked into the large library doors he found himself in front of a desk with a fully grown man, the strange thing was that he was the size of a small boy, he also wore massive glasses and stood on a very tall stool to reach the top of the desk.
"Welcome to the library newcomer, you are allowed to read any book on the first floor however to go up to the higher floors you must have written permission from a teacher. If you wish to take a book outside of the library, please come to me with it and I will check it out, only 2 books can be checked out at a time."
"Ok thank you sir."
Caxon thanked the odd man as he shifted his focus on the rest of the library.
'Well, this is frustrating.'
The library was laid out with a large column of book shelves in the middle with more only a few shelves around the rest of the floor, the entire library seemed to center around this column as the higher floors had narrow walk ways that connected to platforms around the column at each different level.
The reason this was frustrating was the discrimination once again place on the students of the National Academy. The first floor was full of empty bookshelves that simply collected dust and cobwebs with poor lighting and broken wood benches to sit on.
However even from the first floor Caxon could see the magnificence of the higher floors, the book shelves were lined with the beautiful multicolored spines of a host of different books. He could even see luxurious seats with soft cushions and personal lambs, the library he saw above him seemed to be any readers dream while the area he was in was more like a library that had been abandoned years ago.
However, this was the best he would get so he went around looking for any book that could give him more information. Every book he picked up was falling apart, many had torn out pages or no front, this didn't matter though compared to the fact that they were all useless. The books he had found so far had been children's stories, fairytales, and a few fictional stories, and most of the information he had gained so far was about some of the creatures that inhabited this world.
He did learn of the existence of something called a 'dungeon' but he had no idea what they truly were he only knew that evil monsters came out of them and they held great treasure.
Caxons eyes suddenly glowed as a big smile appeared on his face as he read the title of the book in his hands, "The History of Arbren, and the Warning it Holds"