The Tales of Draconic Warlock

The rumours were in full swing when I returned.

If this continues, there could be clashes between the students of the Royal Academy and students from the other four academies.

The head of the Royal Academy wouldn't sit still, and neither would the heads of the other four academies. They would definitely hire a Death Seeker to see what exactly happened.

The academies were established to stop unnecessary deaths in the first place. They know deaths would be inevitable but they want the deaths of the geniuses to be meaningful. They may not be able to prevent every possible death of a genius but they try their best to avoid unnecessary deaths.

With how the rumours are going about, they would soon learn about the deaths in the secret realm.

I am not in any trouble even if the staff come knocking early in the morning. The issue was whether I should show them everything or just the video of how the fight between me and Dorian started.

I mean showing everything has its own advantages and disadvantages as does not showing the full evidence that I collected in the past year.

If I only show that Dorian tried to kill me, and so I killed him in defence. I can just walk away without facing any consequences, as it is self-defence. The advantage was that I could exact my revenge on William by myself. He plotted to kill me with Dorian, just so that he could get Elisha.

I want to kill him but that can bring a whole lot of problems to my door.

If I show them everything, then William would be punished for conspiring to kill me using another student. He would either be exiled and/or fined in a huge way.

I can walk away, and stop thinking of that piece of shit.

I want to live a peaceful life. Though I decided to train and rank up fast, it was so that others wouldn't disturb me and I could live without any worry, not to attract trouble to my door.

So it's best that I make William disappear from the academy. I can train in peace.

Hmm, I should spice it up. It would be for the best.

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For the next few weeks, I attended common classes and also personal classes from Angela.

The classes started a year ago but I couldn't get her for myself. No matter how much I try, she has escaped my grasp in the past year.

Now it is a bit different. With my increased attributes after the Trials in the secret realm, I am getting closer to her more than I did in an entire year.

I suppose I can get her in this year and I should. From next year, students take missions outside of the academy. Unlike the points earned in a dungeon, a mission provides a lot of points and various benefits.

So everyone would partake in them. It means that I would be away from Angela most of the time.

Without maintaining proper contact with Angela, there's no way that I can make her mine. Moreover, there is her twin, whom I can't get before I get Angela.

So whatever happens, I should make her mine before the end of the year. After that, I can think about the twin sister.

Days went by. I trained and trained but at the same time used a clone to collect some more evidence against those pricks. I feel the tension among the students increasing. I heard that there was a clash between a fourth year of the Royal Academy and a student from another academy.

Luckily they were not dead but severely injured.

I feel that the academy would soon hire a Death Seeker and see who or what exactly killed the students. Before they summon me, I should be prepared for that, so that I can milk as much as I can and at the same time remove as many thorns as I can.

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Knock! Knock!

It was still early in the morning but the knock on the door woke me up. I was tired from the excessive training that I had been doing for the past few weeks.

I know it would be bad for the body if I exert more than I should but there are many things to be done and so little time.

I thought as the is not facing any impending doom, I could take it slow but I was wrong.

There was a doom, not for the world but for my family. If things continue as they do, my family might shatter and would be forgotten in the long river of time.

Awww, who could be this early?

Hmm, did they find out how those five died?

It's tme for me to start acting. I immediately initiated a micro-camera drone to film everything that would happen from this minute.

I opened the door, half-awake, half-asleep, yawning at the the visitor. It was a middle-aged man. I believe that he was one of the professors here at the academy.

Hmm, which class does he teach?

Ah, he teaches Class 2-D now.

"Magnus Frostwolf, you have been summoned by the Headmaster of the academy", the professor said to me.

"Huh, why?" I asked him, fainting ignorance behind the summons. I knew exactly why I was summoned, but I couldn't show that to others.

They have to think that I knew nothing for my plan to work seamlessly.

I suppose this is a dick move on my part. The academy was trying its best to make the students stronger and protect them as much as they could but something like what I have in mind can't be gained easily.

Only by going through this shall I be able to gain something like this.

The professor sneered, "When you are summoned by the headmaster, you should go and meet him, not ask questions boy", he said, and turned away.

Ha, this one is definitely one of those who hates nobles. It looks like he is enjoying this. I'll make him regret it later, when I have to play the role of a victim. For now, he can do whatever he wants.

"Let me wash and put on fresh clothes", I said to him and disappeared into my room.

I came out half an hour later on purpose. Even though the headmaster called me, attending morning rituals is more important. Moreover, the professor seemed quite furious for making him wait.

"Why were you late?" he shouted at me.

I rubbed my ears, "Don't shout professor. I can hear clearly. There are morning rituals that need to be taken care of. So I was late", I said as I shrugged him off.

He wanted to berate me but we are late, so he showed the way.

Along the route, there were students who were muttering in low voices but I could clearly hear them. It looks like the naughty professor has spread about the matter of me killing Dorian. Huh, what was that, they were saying that I had killed all five students.

Some are saying that I even killed other academy students too.

It sounds ridiculous but in the end, I would win. The more wrong things you say, the more I win.

"We have been waiting here for more than half an hour. Do you know you wasted our precious time? Where were you?" one of the old men asked.

Before I answered, the professor took the stage and made up shit about how I behaved when I was told about the summons. He degraded my character to some barbarian.

"Is that so?" one of the old men asked us. His eyes were burning. It was as if he was going to burn me with fire that would spew from his eyes.

"The professor said that right. So that must be true", I said to him with a smirk. I want to see what they would say.

The headmaster looked at me with a frown. It was not a frown that said I was disappointed but a frown that said I felt something bad about this and should stop this now.

"Magnus Frostwolf, do you know why we have summoned you here?", the headmaster spoke to me in a stern voice.

"I am a Warlock, not a Seer or a Fortune teller or not even a Mind Reader. If I were any one of those, I could answer that question but I can't", I said shrugging off my shoulders.

This kind of pissed them off, except for the headmaster. Hmm, looks like he won't be falling for the trap. Well, he is the headmaster and the others here are quite the buffoons.

"You should have heard about the deaths of students in the secret realm?" the headmaster spoke before anyone could do more damage.

"Yes".

"There is a profession called Death Seekers. They can see moments before the death of a person, as long as they have any item that once belonged to the dead one. We hired someone and he found out that you killed your classmate, Dorian Halter in the secret realm, burning him alive", the headmaster said and stopped at that moment.

It was my moment to say what I could but someone directly pointed and accused me.

"You are accused of murder. Now what do you have to say for yourself?" one of the old men asked.

"Hearsay", I said as if I didn't give a shit about their judgement.