The Record of Orc Civilization



"Robert, surrender! You'll only end up the same as before! You can't defeat all of us! Surrender, and I'll spare the lives of your classmates!" Yin shouted, his half-insect, half-human form appearing terrifying.

"Yin, do you really think that insects can overcome light?" Robert snorted.

"You! Attack!" Yin commanded angrily.

Robert and Artur advanced simultaneously without hesitation. They moved with equal speed, complementing each other's movements. Artur filled in the gaps in Robert's defense.

Like a sword and shield, Robert and Artur pushed forward, wreaking havoc among Yin's forces. They performed a deadly duet of dance.

The sword of light in Robert's hand pierced through every spell thrown at him, tearing apart his enemies and sending them flying. Artur conducted guerrilla attacks, with Robert as his shield, swiftly infiltrating the overwhelmed enemies' movements. He struck every opening, injuring his foes before retreating and seeking refuge behind Robert.

They were unstoppable. Yin tried to assist, but each time he moved forward, Artur made sure to leave cuts upon cuts on his tough muscles. He wasn't injured, but it greatly disturbed him, providing Robert with an opportunity to deliver powerful strikes.

Wounds began to form on Yin's tough muscles, and he kept retreating until he reached the point where Higo and his classmates fought against Rini and the others. Rini and the others appeared severely injured, their bodies covered in wounds, but they gritted their teeth and held their ground.

When Robert and Artur arrived, they both together pushed back Higo and his classmates. The battle that seemed to favor one side suddenly became balanced, with Robert leading the charge for Class A15.

Slowly, the battle continued to push back until it reached Milton and his classmates. Sigurd was seen bloody, but a wave of sorrow washed over him as he laid eyes on Tony's lifeless body. The casualties on the side of Class A15 were not limited to Tony alone; several other members of Class A15 had fallen victim to Milton's ferocity.

Witnessing the death of his classmate, Robert went into a frenzy, the mana inside his body fluctuating with even greater intensity. Like a tornado of death, Robert's movements grew wilder as he set his sights on Milton, vowing to decapitate him. Artur, consumed by anger as well, activated every last bit of his remaining mana, causing his Sonic Boom spell to become even more frenzied, making his movements faster than ever before.

Damage was being dealt everywhere. Spell after spell cast by the mages caused the mana around them to fluctuate with rage. This battle was no longer a mere mid-semester exam but a full-blown war, complete with bodies strewn about and blood flooding the scene.

Together with Milton, Yin tried to control the rampaging Robert, but Artur, always disrupting their collaboration, gave Robert the space to harm them. Milton and Yin found themselves increasingly cornered, with the sword of light in Robert's hand inching closer to their necks. Death, which they should not have felt at this moment, felt imminent.

Artur's eyes reddened and his face drenched in blood, seemingly forgetting all reason. He transformed into a bloodthirsty monster craving destruction. He didn't even realize that the muscles in his thighs were exploding one by one due to the excessive use of Sonic Boom.

Yet, even though Artur knew it, he didn't care. In front of his eyes, there were only enemies and vengeance gnawing at his heart.

Artur blocked Yin's scythe, which was aimed at Robert's forehead, giving Robert the opportunity to withdraw after just having stabbed Milton's shoulder. Before Yin could retreat, Robert launched a new attack.

His sword of light shot forward with incredible speed, aiming for Yin's exposed neck. Yin had no defensive spell that could stop the sword of light, and even if he did, Robert's attack was too fast for him to parry.

The sword of light drew closer, and it was only a split second away from decapitating Yin. But just before that could happen, a hand appeared out of nowhere, catching Robert's sword barehanded and stopping it.

Simultaneously, the sword of light vanished, and the mana dispersed, merging back into the surroundings. Robert's and Artur's eyes widened in shock, taken aback by the sword of light that had become a nightmare in this battle, disappearing with just a single hand.

"I believe that's enough," a middle-aged man's voice resonated.

Milton, still kneeling while clutching his bleeding shoulder, Yin, still trembling in fear from almost meeting his demise, Artur and Robert who were stunned by the turn of events, all turned their heads simultaneously toward the source of the voice.

It's unclear since when a middle-aged man wearing a military academy teacher uniform had been standing there. His black hair flowed down to his back. His old eyes gazed at Robert with a hint of admiration, but Artur could see the veiled hatred within.

"Teacher Wuhan, what are you doing here?" Robert suddenly asked.

Artur immediately understood the origin of that veiled hatred. This teacher came from the Wuhan Clan, so it was understandable that he resented Robert, who had nearly killed the heir of the Wuhan Clan.

"I've come to put an end to this foolish battle of yours," he said with a flat tone.

"What do you mean—"

Before Robert could finish his question, Teacher Wuhan raised his hand high and clenched it into a fist. Artur felt as if all the mana in his body suddenly vanished, absorbed into the clenched hand of Teacher Wuhan. The lightning color mana that had been obedient to his command now bowed down to Teacher Wuhan, even though their mana colors were different.

Before he could be astonished, Artur witnessed the same happening to the mages fighting around him. Whether they were from Class A15 or the Class A coalition, all their spell incantations stopped, and their mana disappeared from their bodies. Instantly, the battle that had reached its climax came to a halt, with everyone stunned and turning to look at Teacher Wuhan.

"I believe this is enough! Don't you agree, my friends?" Teacher Wuhan suddenly shouted into the air, his voice echoing loudly and spreading throughout the depths of the forest.

As if answering his call, another whirlpool of mana could be felt from various places.

Zalya and Xia, who were engaged in an intense duel, suddenly lost their mana. Awni and Riley, who were sword-clashing with each other, suddenly couldn't chant their spells. Kira and Sharad, who were trying to kill each other, couldn't feel the mana within their bodies.

Two men and one woman suddenly appeared in the midst of the warring groups, absorbing all the mana around them. They wore the same attire as Teacher Wuhan and exuded the same dangerous aura as him.

Artur could only gape at how this fierce battle came to a stop with just a clenched hand from the teachers. The difference in mana power between a Level 1 Constellation Mage and a Level 3 Constellation Mage was vast. In front of a Level 3 Constellation Mage, a Level 1 Constellation Mage was likely seen as an insignificant presence.

"Teacher Wuhan, you've come at just the right time," a man with red hair said, a sardonic smile on his face.

"I don't have time to argue with you, Teacher Vate," Teacher Wuhan replied with a smile on his face, although his eyes still revealed his displeasure.

"Uncle Vate!" Robert exclaimed, startled to see the red-haired man.

From his voice, Artur realized that Teacher Vate had a connection to Robert, and he had come here to ensure that Teacher Wuhan wouldn't do anything to harm Robert.

"Hehehehe... Robert, for now, you should address me as Teacher Vate. Even though I am your father's student, you still have to call me Teacher at the military academy," Teacher Vate smiled at Robert, his eyes filled with pride.

"I apologize, Teacher Vate," Robert lowered his head, and Teacher Vate responded with a nod.

"It would be best if you two stopped this family reunion and resolved the issues you've caused," a man said, squinting his eyes as his perpetually furrowed face accompanied his unpleasant words.

Artur and Robert turned to see the first teacher they had encountered at the military academy, Yu-Chin.

"Teacher Yu has a point. I'm not interested in whatever game you two are playing, but it has resulted in several military academy students being killed," a green-haired woman said in a flat tone, her face expressionless, but her eyes revealed annoyance.

"Hehehe, Teacher Clara, this is the life of a noble. Even if you become a Level 3 Constellation Mage, you won't understand," Teacher Wuhan sneered.

"Teacher Wuhan, you better watch your words. The ones in power at the military academy are still the Guru Committee, not the Wuhan Clan," Teacher Yu stood his ground.

"Hey... hey... hey... we came here to reconcile, not to argue with each other. Teacher Yu and Teacher Clara, you should both immediately check on the injured students, so that no more lives are lost. Teacher Wuhan, we can settle our conversation another time. Milton and Yin appear to be in need of immediate attention," Teacher Vate said.

Seeing Milton's severely injured shoulder and Yin's exhaustion, Teacher Wuhan snorted before waving his robe and flying away, carrying Milton and Yin. Teacher Yu and Teacher Clara nodded to Teacher Vate before leaving to assess the condition of the injured students.

"Teacher Vate, what's really going on?" Robert asked, his forehead wrinkled.

"I'll explain later, but for now, you've successfully become the de facto leader of the Demon's Slayer generation. Congratulations, Robert!! HAHAHAHA!" With great joy, Teacher Vate slapped Robert's shoulder and burst into laughter.

Artur could only remain silent, shaking his head while his mind screamed, "FAIRNESS IS A SON OF A BITCH!"