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Arial found himself being escorted by three older students of the Academy. These were the same people who interrupted his meal a couple of days ago.

He was brought to a building not too far from the auditorium and realized that there were a total of eight of them who were brought here by their seniors.

He decided to go with the flow since it might be helpful for him to learn the other side of the Academy.

'Right… Just like the institute… They appear to be helping the sick people in the big cities. But they are just taking them for their supply of lab rats.'

Arial thought as he couldn't help but feel that all kinds of organizations have a dark side hidden to the public.

Anyway, they are now surrounded by a total of 20 students wearing brown robes… He heard from the others that these people were already in their fifth year here in the Academy.

They seem to be unable to pass the last requirement and perhaps, they are looking for people without incredible backgrounds to be their slaves in the academy…

'So they're the ones who couldn't graduate, huh…' Arial mused as he waited for them to start 'educating' them…

He's unsure of their purpose of doing this but he felt that it might give him a clue on how to easily gain influence here. He is curious about what kind of bullying will they get.

"Listen, young brats... The eight of you are luckily selected to join our circle, the Game Changers!"

Arial then heard the rough voice of the female student at the center of the group… It seems that their leader is this woman which is quite unexpected. He thought that the leader would be one of those guys with strong figures and muscles…

'I guess I was too biased… Right, even the Research Institute's leaders are those weak and skinny people.' Arial smiled after realizing his mistake.

He kept his silence while the others started asking questions.

"Why did you bring us here? We need to attend the Entrance Ceremony in an hour. We already know your circle and we'll think about it after the ceremony."

"That's right, we know that there are other circles or clubs we can join in… We will be checking them first… Don't waste our time."

"Although we don't have a strong family background, we are still quite influential in our own ways! Haven't you heard of the Golden Mosquito Merchant Group! I am the second in line to inherit it! Now, let us go!"

"Right… No one can use their nobility status here. Everyone is equal in the Academy!"

As one of them started voicing their thoughts, everyone gained courage speaking out in front of their Seniors.

Arial watched them with an approving gaze and looked at the brown-robed seniors who doesn't seem to care about any of their words.

"Heh~ It seems that you guys don't understand your situation. Now that you're here, you will have to follow our orders. You guys will become our splendid Point Slave and help us in our goals."

Arial can't understand their real purpose here but he can tell that they are about to do something.

"What do you want? What is that Game Changer anyway?!"

"You will know once you joined us. Don't worry, it will happen soon…"

As soon as the female leader said this, she brought out a pouch and scattered its content…

Its content was sparkling specks of dust and though he wasn't an expert, he can tell that this is some kind of magical item.

The others were alarmed and took a defensive stance.

'Tsk… What's with that thing?'

Luckily, the guy from the Mosquito Group is aware of this item!

"What?! Isn't that hypnosis dust! That's illegal!"

"Keke! Too late!"

Soon, they noticed that the other four senior students started pouring dust on their circle.

This is bad! If none of them do something about it, they might really get hypnotized! Though Arial knows that he has immunity with mind control, he's unsure how well will he fare against magical items yet.

'Hmph… You brought this to yourself.' He finally decided to act as he started circulating his internal energy. On the other hand, the other seven started using their Mystic Arts to defend…

"Hehe! There's no point using your low-grade Mystic Arts… Only those at the advanced grade can stop this dust!" One of the ugly seniors laughed as they trusted the power of the dust.

It seems that they have done this several times already.

As he was about to step out and charge towards them with his fist, he sense someone rushing to their location…

He saw a figure of a girl waving her hands and creating a magic circle in the air…

Soon, they felt a cold breeze and strong wind clearing up the dust that was scattered everywhere.

The seniors noticed what had just happened and quickly decided to scurry away.

"Tsk! We'll get back to you!"

They left with these words and vanished in a few seconds.

The eight of them couldn't help but feel amazed about the decisiveness of their actions. They didn't hesitate to leave the place after realizing that someone interrupted them as expected of their evil seniors…

Thud! Thud! Thud!

They heard the approaching steps of the person who saved them.

The eight freshmen looked behind and saw the angelic figure of their savior.

"Are you guys alright? I heard that the seniors here have a habit of taking advantage of their juniors so you guys have to be careful with the people you're following."

Her pale skin, pink hair, slender body, red lips, and charming aura which is capable of attracting any gender could not be mistaken.

Everyone recognized her immediately!

"Oh… Lady Tia! It's our honor to be saved by your grace!"

"We're thankful, Lady Tia… I'm Noel Hafner from a humble Mystic Knight Family… Thank you for saving me from the evil seniors."

"I'm Simon Portmann from the Golden Mosquito Merchant Group… From now on, I will follow whatever circle you will join and serve you, Lady Tia!"

Arial who heard the seven praising and sucking up to her were amazed by their skills.

As expected, this is probably what Henrik told him that the people here were educated with etiquette, manners, and noble history…

He can only shake his head as he looked in the direction where those guys escaped.

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