Creation System: Reborn As A Fantasy Worldsmith

Chapter 195 A Private Word

Whispers buzzed through the crowd, filled with intrigue and wonder for the audacity and grandeur of Lyrian's dream. There were also words of confusion and even some of hate.

"What is he talking about?"

One kid said amongst his group of friends, in disbelief.

"Does he not know what the implications of that are? What's he trying to do? Wage war on the world? Pfft!"

A bit farther away, the boy with black and red hair sat up from his relaxed position.

"Did he say... he wants to rule not only the kingdoms, or even the Mortal Plains, but the entire world? How fucking stupid. Tell me what this clown did to get on stage..."

One of the teachers on stage walked up to Julius, a serious expression dawning on his face.

"Sir..."

He said, gesturing toward a magic camera to the side of the stadium with his eyes.

"He has just broadcasted that across the world. Across... even the Elven region."

Julius stared at him for a moment, before brandishing a bright smile and throwing his hand over the teacher's shoulder.

"Ah~ c'mon Edward! Have some fun in life."

He then neared the teacher's ears before beginning to whisper.

"If those long-eared idiots want to be offended at that, then they can for all I care. They still wouldn't dare attack Anaviotis, and that's all I care about."

Julius then raised his head before staring at the camera with a wide smile on his face and a peace sign. He knew that elven representatives were staring at the broadcast at that very moment.

Although there were many mixed impressions left on everyone, one thing was for certain, they all shared a hint of awe at Lyrian's words. Even if they sounded foolish, the fact that he, one of the three MVPs, stood up and said such a thing...

It classified him into one of two sides of the coin. Either a new Pheonix rising from the rubble, or an absolute bufoon. Nonetheless, it was clear that he had made an indelible mark.

[Congradulations! You have completed the quest]

[Quest reward: Conceal (Ability to temporarily hide your body and erase your aura to most beings)]

[Conceal time limit: 10 seconds (can be increased through mastery]

'Oh? That's useful! Hell, this was well worth it!'

Lyrian grinned.

'Conceal... Thats perfect! I could use Skill Convergence to fuse that with the Shadow Puppet. A fast-moving Shadow Puppet that's also invisible... that would be extremely powerful.'

He thought to himself, as Godfrey looked at his amused expression with his confused one.

'I did not expect that. What... an interesting guy.'

Linus on the other hand continued to stare forward, his expression elegant.

'Lyrian Theageld. Hmm...'

A few moments later, when the crowd had fully quieted down, Julius took center stage once again. With their prizes pretty much received, or at least guaranteed, and their short words given, the three MVPs were allowed to return to their seats.

After that, Julius spoke about academics, and the basic rules of the school, such as:

"There shall be no harassment! No cheating! No stealing! And especially, no use of Demonic Magic! Any signs of such a thing will result in an immediate expulsion and a detailed search into your family history. If you care about them, don't be stupid and attempt such things!"

After he finished, several teachers lined up in the back and began making their speeches as well, one by one. They eached talked about their courses, and how one could join and excel in them. They also talked about why their courses were good to take in the first place.

The courses ranged from different magic types. Water, wind, fire, and earth magic, and then magic courses of higher pillars, such as toxin, healing, lightning, and more.

Finally, a few students also spoke at the end. The student president was a? tall young man named Elston Hunane, from the Yuun Kingdom. He was slightly lanky and wore glasses, with a head full of short brown hair. He had a simple look to him, but also an intriguingly keen set of eyes.

After another spiel of instructions, in which Lyrian nearly ceased to breathe due to boredom, it finally ended, and students were allowed to return to their allotted rooms.

The teachers soon disappeared from the stage, and the kids in the top rows also left their rooms. The day was nearly coming to an end at this point. They had spent the entire evening talking.

The 50 kids in the bottom rows stood up and began heading out of the stadium. Some yawned as they did so.

Lyrian also stood up from his seat, checking his bracelet to see where his room was. Just by thinking of it, a complex but readable map of the school appeared above the bracelet.

"Our rooms are the same."

Alten said, bringing his bracelet next to Leon's.

"Oh yeah, I guess your right."

Leon said before looking over at Lyrian's bracelet.

"Where's your room."

Lyrian looked at their bracelets, and then at his. Their room number was 204, and his was 205.

"It's right next door. That's convenient."

He said as they began walking behind the leaving crowd of new students.

"Lyrian, do you have a few minutes? I would like to have a word with you."

Julius' voice suddenly sounded from behind Lyrian's back, as all three turned around to face the Vice Principal.

"Oh... sure. What do you want to talk about?"

Lyrian retorted nonchalantly, as Alten quickly spoke.

"Meet us in a bit when you get back to your room. We'll leave you and Sir Julius alone for the time being"

He said, as Leon nodded and they began to leave. Lyrian turned to face Julius, who always seemed to have at least a small smile on his face. The same was the case for this particular moment.

"Let's go to my office."

***

While walking with Julius through the halls and having some small talk, Lyrian noticed the sheer grandeur of the building he was in. Everything was of top-notch quality, from the floor to the walls, to the ceiling, and even the decoration of the place.

The place was spacious, with Lyrian able to often peek into giant classrooms with college-room-like seating and large, dome ceilings above.

After a short while, Lyrian sat down on a chair opposite a table to Julius, who stared at him while playing with a pen in his hand. After a few seconds of messing with the pen, the Vice Principal faced the boy in front of him.

"Lyrian... what made you want to join our academy?"