22 Back to School

Raynor was laying in his bed and just looked at his room ceiling, he was thinking. Trying to recall stuff. It has been a very full filing 5 years.

In the most literal sense, the human brain best recalls the best and most vivid experiences. And those 5 years in the most direct sense easily overwhelmed his previous life memories.

Now he needs to think over all that 'modern' nonsense as if it's important.

"I remember some shit…" With a sigh, he pushed the bed sheets aside and got out of his bed. He walked over to his full body-size mirror and checked himself.

He was fit, extremely fit, there are several scars on his body. He used the Valyrian style blood magic to heal the most prominent ones. But he still had several.

Though one thing is for sure…he won't be able to hide his trip to Westeros…his height, his buffed body, Gods… his tattoo which has shrunk as the war was over. His stormy grey eyes.

All that, he doesn't have the means to hide, not that he wants to or cares. If it invites problems he is simply going to deal with them if then there is an Underworld for him to hunt to if he dies.

As he thought about it he decided to do something he had missed.

And that is a shower.

'I do need to build those in my Lodge…'

Thinking about it he swiftly opened his interfaces. He was relieved to know that all of his stuff did carry over.

Hell, he can even visit Dragonstone now. Though the time is synched with his world. Which is not bad but not good either.

'Though I wonder what other dungeon options are available for me?'

Now he was looking forward to exploring those 'tasks'.

After taking his shower he went over and checked the calendar, holding his flip-flop phone was strange, he hasn't done that in years. Though he still knows how to use it. He checked the calendar.

"Tuesday huh… well school it is then…" With a shrug, he started to dress up for his school.

For a moment he inspected himself in the mirror after putting on his uniform.

"Hmm… too controlled…not wild enough…" He undid a few buttons. And made his shirt come out of his pants. The Jacket is not needed. His body can easily tank cold. But it's part of the rules. Unless it's late spring.

'Fuck rules…last time I checked I was the one making them.'

He rolled his eyes and took the jacket off and dropped it on his bed.

"Looks much better. Though it's not leather or silk, some cheap shit."

After inspecting himself one more time he walked to the kitchen and checked the fridge first.

"Hmmm…no game, but there are these long-lost veggies." He said with a grin as he nearly drooled when he saw tomatoes and cucumber!

By the Gods, he had neither of those for five years!

So he pulled them out, then he took a frying pan and pulled out a slab of deer meat. He quickly went through the whole array of spices.

Hell, by this point he was the King of Spices. He has a shit TON of those.

And then started to cook the slab of meat.

A few minutes later he had his breakfast, he then pulled out his Hunter's drink. The tree sap mixed with honey. His divine drink.

After finishing breakfast he checked the clock.

"Hmm…what time do the classes start?" As he said that he saw that the clock was 8:50.

"...Oh right… at 9:00…"

He rolled his eyes and quickly cleaned up after himself and then dashed through the doors.

With his improved body constitution, he quickly dashed through the streets. In truth… if a house was in his path he just jumped on the roof and travelled through the rooftops until he reached the main road. On the opposite side of it was the school building.

It was large and next to Pine Forest.

Raynor looked at it. He wonders what game it has. Well, he can explore it later.

With a simple jump, he landed on the road and proceeded to walk. His walk had quite a bit of swagger, though if one would pay attention one would notice that the way he walks doesn't make any sort of noise. It was as if he didn't even touch the ground!

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As she was looking at the doors she was wondering where her Fiance is. He is never late, she has been in his class for the past four months.

This was strange and not something he would do, he is a role model student and someone who beat her in finals.

That's right. She still remembers vividly the finals of the World Chess tournament in Stockholm. The way he never noticed her always bugged her. Sure they shook hands and slightly spoke a word in English there was nothing after that just pure chess.

In the match, he wasted her in just a few minutes. Something she will never forget.

Because of her situation as the Heiress of her family, arranged marriages are a thing, but she was able to dodge those with chess matches as it was something she used to be good at.

That was until she met him. The guy who beat her, and he didn't even look at her since she transferred to HIS school!

She had been wondering how to approach the situation that he is technically her Fiance.

For a while, she looked at the door until she saw someone enter with a swagger. His hair is spiked up, it was…wild, and the way he dressed barely meets the dress code…

The girl was wondering who this guy was…she then saw him sitting in her Fiance's seat!!!

Her eyes narrowed, as she fixed her glasses. Looked more closely at him.

Then her eyes widened as she saw familiar face lines and he had the same hair colour…but his behaviour was not him at all!

'What happened!? Did he get possessed!?' That moment she started to panic! She needs to figure out if she can fix him!

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"Bro…what happened to you?" Arno, Raynor's best friend, asked him with some worry.

"Long story short I got Isekai'ed." He said without beating around the bush.

"I see…eighth grade syndrome." The blonde sagely nodded. It was that time…they are in eighth grade after all.

Raynor rolled his eyes and showed his hand.

"Tell me if this is fake."

"...What?"

"Look at the healed cuts, or more precisely look at the healed scars on my hands."

Hearing that Arno decided to humour him and checked out his hand.

"...Did you cut yourself?" He asked after seeing his hands! Goddamn!

"That's a bit from a wolf, that there is a wound when I was rigging a castle for traps. This here is from a fight on top of a tower. This one here is when I was infiltrating a castle in the middle of the night.

So you tell me if I am making this up." He explained with a casual tone. Showing his marks…he had more but he did heal a lot of them, besides his ladies love his scars.

"...Holy fuck…"

"Yeah, I was away for five years, and I remember jack shit about classes. I will be using you as a reference to remember stuff."

Arno dumbly nodded, his friend was so overbearing now. It's so strange…

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"So what was it? Classic Isekai? Some fantasy world?"

"It's Western style, a medieval world with some sprinkles of magic. With my Hunter/Shaman class, I can harness animal spirits for help."

"Sounds good, but I can feel a 'but' coming."

"Yeah, but it's not walking in the park, the magic is symbolistic rituals, you need to hunt with basic tools like a bow and arrow or a spear.

So for any power-up, you need to work hard."

"Damn sounds brutal." Arno just got a shiver past his body. It appears the mangas he was reading are fake stuff.

"Yeah, though it makes you fit and not over-reliant on one specific magic thing. You start seeing it as nothing more than a tool to deal with enemies."

Hearing him talk so casually about it sounds like a video game.

"I see, what can you do?"

The pair were walking towards the cafeteria and talking about Raynor's experience for the past five years. He did skip quite a bit of his war things and focused more on the hunts and magical aspects.

Though they were in public and it was quite crowded. The thing was with the Wolf King that he doesn't get out of the way people get out of his way.

Or they should, no one knows him here as the great Wolf King, they only know him as the nerd who was on TV and the News…as the world champion of chess.

So accidents do happen.

A teen bumped into him, it felt like he hit a wall.

"Hey!" The guy ended up dropping on his ass.

"Watch where you are going. People are walking." Raynor said with an eye roll.

'All these Betas, this place is crawling with weaklings…'

He never thought he would be this annoyed by seeing armies of wimps.

"You bumped into me!"

"No, I was walking, you were daydreaming. We are not the same. So get up and stop acting like a sissy girl."

"You asking for it mate!"

"And you are begging."

"Oh! Do you want me to punch you?" The guy quickly stood up. He was ready to rumble.

"You can't even walk, I doubt you can swing," Raynor said with a shrug. This was getting out of hand.

The guy growled but his other two mates controlled him as they were weary of this wild-looking teen.

"Yes. Do take him to a nurse, they need to check his bruises…and maybe his head as well."

Raynor passed the trio, the guy was nearly going crazy hearing how he got goaded to punch him. It was mind-grinding him. The guy is constantly talking him down. It's just pissing him off.

"Just wait until the classes are over so we can beat this shit stain. Quite arrogant for an underclassman." One of the trio said. The one who bumped into him slowly nodded and he started to smirk.

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"Bro, what the fuck was that? Did you just provoke upperclassmen?"

"Those? You call them upperclassmen? Bro, even a farmer with a stick would beat them. They look like saggy potatoes. If they can't even move out of my way then they are blind and stupid."

"...if you say so…"

"That's exactly what I am saying. And you too need to work a little bit. Maybe join me in a hunt. I need to check out this forest. If my guess is correct it should have some deer."

Raynor casually said that as he was thinking about his next hunt.

"...Mate you can't just hunt in the woods. It's a semi-park."

"Well, shit. I guess I will retreat to my lands if I want to hunt."

"You have land of your own?"

"Yeah. I won a couple of wars, killed three Kings, and I have quite a reputation. So seeing these pussies trying to act is embarrassing to watch."

Arno gulped down in nervousness. His friend is a badass Returnee now!

After arriving at the cafeteria counter. Raynor was quite disgusted by the food. It was some cheap shit. Honestly, he was baffled by how people can eat this dung.

It doesn't feel that natural.

"How much time do we have?"

"Hmm…around 55 minutes?"

"Good. Let's get some barbecue." Raynor simply said as he turned around and proceeded to walk outside.

His blond friend quickly followed after him.

They walked outside towards the forestry area. There were a couple of quite large boulders. They walked behind them.

He then proceeded to summon some of the things. Like a fancy table, a couple of chairs, and a makeshift barbeque set.

Then he got some marinated meat, quickly started a fire, and proceeded to cook it.

"Damn! You have a whole ass inventory!"

"Yeah… it's a story on its own."

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It was a feast that Raynor made, he had some stag, deer, and boar meat so when you eat you don't know what you have.

He had some veggies and fruits on the side. He even took some ketchup before he left home. He has some hoarding issues now but that's just his nature of always being ready for anything.

"This is great! The spices are unique! The meat is unique as well. I don't remember the last time I ate wild animals before!" Arno doesn't even know what he was saying as he was stuffing himself with food.

Thankfully no one found them. Except for a pair of girls with glasses.

Raynor used his Aeromancy to make sure the smell of cooking doesn't spread anywhere. He doesn't want any sort of leeches.

After eating their fill they returned to the class.

~~~~~~After the Classes~~~~~~

The Wolf King was going home, he ignored a trio of guys following him. Honestly, he neatly forgot about them.

Though he did casually sidestep when one tried to lunge at him from the back.

The guy ended up landing on the gravel. Raynor then casually stepped on him.

"Sweet God, you can't truly walk. You should return to Kindergarten, they could teach you how to walk over there."

"Aghh! G-Get of me!"

The other two tried to rush him but Raynor dodged them while constantly stomping on the guy.

"S-Stop! Fuck! Are you mad!?" The guy on the ground said in a fearful voice is this guy crazy!?

"Mad? You are mad for trying to take me on. Do you think you have the capacity to do something?" As he said that he removed his leg and then kicked the guy on his side. The guy screamed in pain as he started to roll.

The Wolf King then turned towards the other two terrified guys.

"Come at me. Let me teach you how to respect your betters."

"Fuck you lunatic!"

The pair tried to run but Raynor was on to them. He appeared just behind them and grabbed their collars. He then proceeded to yank them back.

"L-Let me go you asshat!"

He did just that. He even helped them by pushing them forward. The pair lost their balance and ended up on the ground. Raynor quickly made them lay on their stomachs as well. For good measure, he stomped on them.

"Little feral dogs are always put down early. Sadly you two are not even that. I suppose you can just lay on the ground like worms and wait for someone to pick you up." He said that with a sneer before continuing to walk home.

Though his journey was short…

'What now?'

He felt something wash over the whole area. He looked around. His senses are telling him that he was in a bubble of some sort.

'Magic of this world…'

Moments later in front of him several metres away a blue circle appeared.

Then a girl with short black hair and dark purple eyes with smart glasses appeared. She was dressed in his school uniform.

'So that's Sona Sitri…'

He then recalled her properly…

'Chess match in Stockholm… OH, I see…so she is my wife to be… how amusing…'

"I would like to know what you did to Raynor Valeron. Who are you? Why did you possess him?"

"Common etiquette is to introduce first, Sona."

"So you at least know my name. Fine, It's Sona Sitri, I am Heiress of the Sitri Clan of 72 Devil pillars, and my family holds the rank of Prince."

"Hoh, so you introduced me without playing around. Though you already know my name."

"Nonsense. You are not Raynor, I have been watching him for over 4 months. You are nothing like him."

"A Stalker. I didn't know I had those."

This time she blushed and looked away for a second.

"I am not!"

"Sure whatever the future Princess says. Tell me, Miss Devil, why you are here in this backwater small suburban town. Don't your kind lives in an area like Las Vegas or Los Angeles?"

"We are not here to discuss that! I want to know what happened to Raynor Valeron!" As she said that her eyes glowed with power. She was getting serious.

*Sigh*

"Fine. What proof do you want that I am him?"

She for a second narrowed her eyes.

"Tell me about our chess match! Knowing his intellect he would remember our match!"

"Sure… You started with a knight, you moved it—"

And so he told her the full match in detail. Which made her deflate like a balloon.

"...N-No way…w-w-what happened to you!?"

"I was spirited away for five years. One night here, was five years in a medieval gory world, with dragons, Kingdoms, esoteric magic, wars, and some other crazy things."

Hearing that she once again narrowed her eyes and walked over to him.

She inspected him from different angles. This was where Raynor showed her his right hand. Where the Tattoo of War used to be.

But now it's the Tattoo of Victory. It will remain there until he uses all the souls he had.

"Well? Good enough for you? Now tell me why you are here Princess."

"...Sona is fine. Princess is my mother."

"And I am here because of you."

"Oh? Because I beat you in a chess match?" He asked her with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes."

"So you want my soul?"

This was where she rolled her eyes at him.

"No. That practice is long dead. We don't do that anymore."

"So a slave then?"

Once again, this time she sighed in annoyance.

"No, either."

"I am here for a simple reason. You have won my hand in marriage. Though I would want you to become a devil so that we could live together for a long time." She tried to say that with a straight face but there was a heavy blush on her cheeks.

'How cute.'

Raynor thought to himself as his hand went on their chin, he made her look at him. This is one of the moves he always does to his girls… and they ALL look away in embarrassment or just are submissive to him.

The devil girl in front of him did just that!

'Extra cute…'

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