The other students in the class could only laugh or pity Odd, who had just landed himself in trouble.
"That guy is really unlucky. The Path of Destruction theory hasn't even been fully explained to us yet—there's no way he can answer."
"That's his own fault. How dare he fall asleep in Professor Carter's class? He's even stricter than the headmaster!"
Whispers spread throughout the room.
"Silence!" Professor Carter's voice thundered through the lecture hall, shaking the very air. The students immediately shut their mouths.
"Now then, Odd Verity, would you be so kind as to explain the theory to me and your fellow classmates?" Carter's voice was cold and unforgiving.
"Uh… about that… I really don't…" Odd tried desperately to think of a way out of this. He had no idea how to answer. And who knew what would happen if he got it wrong?
He glanced at David, who sat beside him, but his friend only shook his head silently, as if saying, "You're on your own, buddy."
The sheer intensity of Professor Carter's gaze sent chills down Odd's spine. Is this the power of an expert Synchro soldier? Just looking at him is enough to make my whole body freeze up.
Suddenly, an idea flickered in his mind like a lightbulb turning on.
"Will this work? I'm still not sure of the full extent of this ability… and I don't know what will happen afterward. But I don't want to get into trouble, so this is my only choice. This could also be a good chance to test the limits of this power."
Odd took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart. He knew he was taking a risk by activating this ability without fully understanding it, but he had no other option.
He lifted his head slowly, exhaled deeply, and then stood confidently.
Closing his eyes, he focused.
"I wish to know everything about the Path of Destruction theory."
A desperate hope echoed in his mind.
Suddenly, an overwhelming surge of information flooded his brain out of nowhere—knowledge he had never learned, never even considered before. It was like a spark igniting in his consciousness.
In an instant, it felt as if a beam of knowledge had been injected directly into his mind. This wasn't just memory recall or logical deduction; it was as if he had spent years studying the theory, absorbing every intricate detail.
Odd took another deep breath, steadied himself, and began speaking.
"The Theory of the Path of Destruction, also known as the Road of Chaos, was written by a brilliant GR engineer named Évariste Galois. A true prodigy, Galois was capable of crafting GR tools at the Emperor level before he had even reached 150 years of age. His research on Synchro energy and Claudio power was unparalleled. He was a genius in every sense of the word. Many believed he was destined to become Claudio's successor as the greatest GR engineer and usher in a new era of advancement…"
Odd began speaking smoothly, as if the knowledge had been etched into his mind for eternity. His tone was confident, clear, and unwavering, leaving the entire class staring at him in shock. Even David, who had been convinced that Odd was doomed, gawked at him with his mouth slightly open.
"But Évariste had one major flaw—his personality. He didn't trust the armies of the Nine Emperors, nor even the Supreme Ones. Rumors even suggested that he despised the very existence of the Supreme in our world. But even such sentiments did nothing to diminish Évariste's unparalleled genius."
"Then came a great controversy. A hundred years ago, Évariste Galois wrote the Theory of the Path of Destruction. This theory claimed that Synchro energy was nothing more than a tool for the Supreme to control humanity, that the Nine Emperors had submitted to this control, and that they had established the 'Imperial Bloodline' system to eliminate any threats to their rule and to maintain order."
"His theory was based on the current state of the world. Compared to ancient times, the number of Synchro soldiers had increased, but their actual strength had not. Lower-ranked soldiers were multiplying, but high-level warriors—kings and emperors—had become rarer. The last person to ascend to the rank of Emperor within the Royal Empire was Grand Liberty… and that was 300 years ago."
"Most people believed this was due to a lack of talent in the current generation. But Évariste thought differently. He did not trust the Supreme and sought to convince people of his theory."
"But the people didn't believe him. Their faith in the Nine Emperors was too great—they were the saviors who had rescued humanity from annihilation."
"In the end, the imperial forces of Emperor Lazarus came for Évariste. They ordered him to cease spreading his theory and never to repeat his mistake. Despite the gravity of his crime—doubting the Nine Emperors—they offered him a choice: join Lazarus's army and be spared. But Évariste refused. He would neither destroy his theory nor submit to the imperial army."
"Évariste fled from Lazarus's forces, and no one knows what became of him. Many rumors surround his fate. Some say he was captured and forced to work as an engineer for the army, or that he was secretly executed. Others believe Claudio helped him escape. Some even claim he fled to the Freedom Alliance. The stories vary, but one thing remains certain—his theory left a lasting mark. To this day, many have come to believe in his ideas and have joined the revolution against the Nine Emperors."
"Even now, a hundred years later, people still debate this theory. Some believe it. Others reject it. The Theory of the Path of Destruction."
Odd exhaled as the influx of knowledge in his mind finally subsided.
"That is all, Professor. I hope I conveyed the information accurately."
Silence fell over the classroom.
Sweat beaded on Odd's forehead—not from nervousness, but from exhaustion.
"It seems using this ability drains me a lot... I need to be careful in the future."
Professor Carter, the students, David—everyone in the class stared at Odd in disbelief. Some even had their mouths hanging open.
"…Well done, Odd Verity. You may take your seat," Carter said, still eyeing Odd with curiosity.
The Theory of Destruction was not unknown to the public, but no ordinary person would study it in detail unless they attended the academy. Even some of the most prestigious families refrained from teaching their children about it. After all, it was a theory that many preferred not to delve into too deeply.
But the boy standing before him—not only had he explained the theory, but he had also recited nearly its entire history.
Carter raised an eyebrow in intrigue. He had not expected Odd, who had been sleeping moments ago, to deliver such a precise and articulate explanation.
"Odd Verity… I've never heard that name among the great families of Silo. That means he's a commoner," Carter thought, his astonishment deepening. How could a commoner possess such knowledge?
Could it be that he had discovered a prodigy?
"Oh… it seems we have someone interesting here."
At the front of the class, a beautiful girl with purple hair watched Odd with a playful smile.
"Odd Verity, huh…?"