Ch. 17: Introductions

Allice's P.O.V.

Ponpon is so adorable. She's so squishy and soft when I hug her, I feel like I'm hugging a cloud. And she's so sweet too. She would lick me every time I hug her, and to also signal me that she is hungry.

Right now, I'm using her to practice my flesh magic as I fuse the goblin body parts I just made on to her. I made a set of goblin hands and fused them on Ponpon's back like a pair of wings. I then fuse goblin ears to each side of her face. And finally, I fused the pair of goblin eyes on her forehead.

It's a good thing Dr. Selk found a way to make a magic circle without having to touch the monster I'm trying to construct a body part out of. I really don't want to meet a goblin cause I heard they are really scary creatures. I'm really lucky I'm Dr. Selk's apprentice.

Allice: "There you go, Ponpon. You now look like a beautiful angel."

I said to Ponpon as she wiggled her new body parts around. She looked so cute as she jumped around and flapped the goblin hands on her back like they were wings. I wish Dr. Selk was here to see this. I wonder how he's doing right now?

Selk's P.O.V.

Looks like the elf teacher decided to go with a very traditional approach on our first day of class. Reminds me of the school life I had back in my old world. I opted to keep standing, since Vina and Abriela's argument kept me from sitting on my spot, and introduce myself.

Selk: "H-hello. My name is Selcurial Malferd Shroudder, but you can all call me Selk. I came from a family of doctors back in the City of Barashin, Capital of the Varsveed Kingdom that neighbors Nordine kingdom. I'm a flesh mage, and I'm aiming to get a license to be a clinic owner. I hope we all get along."

Chatter from a majority of the forty six students I addressed started to fill the class room once I stopped talking. I could hear their whispers as they spoke of me in their hushed tones, saying "He's a flesh mage? How could a trash skill user like him be with us elites?" That sentiment was followed up by a female voice saying, "You didn't go to the entrance exam so you didn't see, but he was amazing. He used a powerful attack on Prof. Edwards' golem and destroyed it. It was crazy!"

Looks like the person who said the former was one of those Elites that didn't need to participate in the entrance exams because they either came from a highly influential family, or were chosen by the school because they were deemed as geniuses, hence why he didn't see how my team won against the golem.

Levizla: "Oh, so you're from Barashin? Did you learn that technique you used on that golem in your place of birth? Tell me, who is your instructor? Did they teach you any other powerful attacks like that one? Huh?"

I didn't know what the elf teacher's deal is, but her questions are more like interrogations directed at a criminal rather than an inquisitive exercise for her students. This elf teacher might be smiling, but the aura I feel from her is like that of a snake trying to corner her prey. Nah! I'm probably just imagining this. Why on earth would a High elf take interest in me?

I could understand if she was a Great elf that found out about my power masking spell through her appraisal skills, but she's just a High elf. There's no way she would be able to see through it.

Selk: "W-well, I did have an instructor of sorts who taught me the fundamentals of flesh magic, but I'm afraid he's in a better place at the moment and will not be joining us in this world."

I answered her question in a round about way to avoid lying to my teacher that my instructor was the God of Flesh himself.

Levizla: "Oh, your instructor has passed on. Such a shame, I would have loved to talk to him about weapon construction using flesh magic."

The elf teacher said with a twinge of sadness in her voice.

Levizla: "Well, how did you manage to construct such a fine weapon like that white bow and arrow of yours? I bet it cost you a lot of mana just to maintain it's form, right?"

She continued, as if transfixed in knowing all my secretes. I thought this was a group introduction, but why is she just focus on asking only me these questions?

Selk: "W-well, it would have been, but I manage to find a work around to the problem of continuous mana drain. A-anyway, isn't it time for the others to introdu..."

"Oh, is that so? Then, can you please enlighten us on how you manage to pull that off, boy?"

A deep male voice said, coming from the direction of the door interrupting me. This deep voice sounded familiar to me, and as I looked to the direction of where the voice came from, I saw the same teacher that grabbed me by the sleeves earlier.

Levizla: "Prof. Lector? What are you doing in my class room? You have your own class today, right?"

It appears the male teacher's name was Prof. Lector. I'm not sure what the teacher wants with me, but he has a really serious look in his eyes as he stares at me in anticipation for my answer.

Prof. Lector: "Don't mind that. I have my apprentice doing the lecture for me. Now kid, are you going to tell us how you did it or not?"

Prof. Lector said as he came up to me in an arms length range. He's not emitting any threatening vibes, but his combative words seemed to have triggered Vina, who is now starting to over flow with rage. Good thing Lira is there to replace her now broken hate bracelet. I better answer before Vina lose a fortunes worth of hate bracelet.

Selk: "Y-you see, I found a way to create temporary soul stones that would power the weapons and equipment I make. I did it by fusing together parts of monsters I have touched before, and experimenting on them to see if the temporary soul stone can replenish it's own mana enough for it to last longer than when I would just pour my mana directly into it."

Levizla: "T-t-t-t-temporary soul stone? Y-y-y-you managed to make that kind of thing?"

The elf teacher shakily said while sweat started to pour down her forehead.

Selk: "Y-yeah. However, there's still some chinks in it. A flesh mage would still need to expend a lot of mana to make it along with the weapon. And it can only power small weapons like bows and arrows, daggers or short swords, and other small items, but once you get used to making the item you want to make, it would be very handy in combat and self defense situations."

I told them this so that they wouldn't get the idea that they can get the formula for a true soul stone out of me. I already made my fellow heroes swear to me that they wouldn't tell people about the weapons I made for them, so my secret should be safe with them. I can't afford another tragedy like what happened six years ago from repeating itself.

Prof. Lector: "I-is it true? D-did you truly make a soul stone with flesh magic?"

Selk: "Y-yeah, but again, it's just a temporary one. Even with it's mana replenishment, the soul stone can only last a maximum of an hour for magic weapons, and only a month for regular weapons with no magic."

I said to prof. Lector, hoping that my proposal of making weapons for the army before will not be brought up ever again, since I never told the kingdom officials that those weapons will last for long. Then again, those weapons I proposed to the kingdom officials did have true Soul stones

Levizla: "B-but, how did you solve the theory that different creatures' flesh cannot be fused together since they are not of the same species?"

Selk: "Oh, that. It looks like the people who made that theory didn't know that every living creature are made up of microscopic building blocks. I made some complex modifications to those building blocks so they could fit with one another. It was hard, but I'm thankful I had my instructor there with me to make it work."

I informed them of the concept of DNA without providing any elaborate details. Since this world is govern by magic, they didn't need to do any scientific research for medical purposes, so they never discovered the building blocks of all lifeforms.

Prof. Lector: "Hehe... Hahahaha.... HAHAHAHAHA!"

"Thud!"

The professor started to laugh in hysterics from what I said, before performing a bow in a fluid motion. He is now in a kneeling bow head his knees, head, and hands are all touching the floor of the class room. I think the Japanese would call this a dogeza bow. What he said next maid almost everyone in the room, me included, drop their jaw to the floor.

Prof. Lector: "Please, become a teacher and teach in my class."

The shock left me speechless as I process what prof. Lector has just proposed. However, the first one to react to what the professor said was none other than the Elf teacher, Ms. Levizla.

Levisla: "N-no. He can't become a teacher here. Not only is he so young, but he has no degree, not to mention a license to take on a teaching position."

Selk: "Y-yeah. That's right. Besides, I'm trying to get my Clinical license. If I teach, I might forfeit my credential of ever obtaining that license."

The elf teacher and I were on the same page in preventing Prof. Lector from insisting on his proposal. However, Prof. Lector already had a counter rebuttal to our protest.

Prof. Lector: "Oh well, if it's the matter of practicing license, I already asked the dean to prepare a probational teacher's license for Selk over here. Dean said he will have it issued once Selk agrees to my proposal. And as for your Clinic Owner License, If you agree to teach in this school for one year, I can personally promise that you will get a Clinic owner license in just one year since our faculty our allowed to get business licenses after a year of tenure."

The offer from prof. Lector is beyond tempting, it would be foolish of me to refuse. However, before I could answer, Abriela suddenly stood up and spoke.

Abriela: "I'm sorry to intrude in your conversation. I am one of Selk's comrades, and if he becomes a teacher, then what would become of us? We were told that we are to represent this school in the coming inter-university competition. We will need Selk to win it."

Bismart: "Y-yeah, that's right! We will need Selk's skills for the up coming competition. There's a good chance of the university falling into shame if we don't win this."

Levisla: "T-That's right! There's no way the dean would let this university fall in to shame as we are about to show our might to the world. Please refuse, Selk."

Abriela, Bismart, and even Ms. Levizla for some reason, protested my recruitment by prof. Lector, sighting the competition of the universities as the reason as to why I shouldn't take the teacher's offer. However the professor had a comeback for that too.

Prof. Lector: "Surely a mere competition is nothing compared to the knowledge that this young man can impart the students of this university. for such a young man to crack the seemingly impossible task of constructing your own soul stone, be it just a replica, or a true one is a momentous achievement. You would dare have him keep this information to himself and just within your group? How shameless."

My two team mates were dumbstruck from what prof. Lector said. As my fellow students stared at me, waiting in anticipation to what my answer would be, I finally made up my mind.

Selk: "I've made my decision."

I said as I address Prof. Lector.

..............

Meanwhile, In the Demonic Kingdom.

Prince Hadan: "WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE ISN'T IN THE CASTLE ANYMORE?"

Prince Hadan shouted at his sister, Princess Nadira upon hearing that his other younger sister, Princess Abriela has been sent away from the demonic castle.

Princess Nadira: "Lower your voice, dear brother. It was not I who sent her away, but our father. If you'd had just informed me of your plans on marrying off our dear little sister to the Wolfman Prince, I would have told you sooner."

Prince Hadan: "Grrrr! Has the Dark Gods forsaken me so? We need the forces of the Wolfmen Kingdom if we are to take over the throne. If they find out that Abriela is not in the castle, the Wolfmen might turn on us."

Prince Hadan said while his right hand holds his temple out of irritation.

Princess Nadira: "Fret not, dear brother. Only a handful of trusted people know of Abriela's true whereabout. And I am fortunate enough to be one of them.'

Princess Nadira tells Hadan in an effort to calm his woes.

Prince Hadan: "Oh, dear sister, you truly are my saving grace. We shall dispatch someone to bring her to us. So, tell me, where is she?"

The prince replied to his sister with a sweet smile that flustered the young princess.

Princess Nadira: "S-she's at the Arcamac University. Father sent her there to both be educated in the ways of the humans, and to also pose as a diplomat of sorts for our kingdom."

This revelation wiped the smile off of the prince's lips and somewhat dampened his mood.

Prince Hadan: "Father's foolishness has now overflowed to its brim. He has endangered our beloved little sister in order to push this farce of a peace treaty. No matter, send for Cocho, dear sister. It's time for Abriela to come home."