Turbulence

The day had finally arrived, marking the beginning of his journey at the academy.

Dora wearily made his way through the hallways, feeling drained after an entire night spent studying the intricate system alongside Midgard.

This enigmatic woman, or whatever her true nature may be, had become a pivotal figure in his life.

However, her presence was necessary as she had helped him grasp the complexities of the system.

They had discovered that he had been stuck at the maximum level for quite some time, rendering his progress stagnant no matter how many quests he completed.

His statistics were in disarray, and all the elemental stones he had collected were rendered useless.

Fortunately, with this new system, Midgard assured him that he would be able to advance further.

With determination, he made his way towards his designated class.

The academy's classes were divided based on ranks, with numerous E and D classes, and only three C classes.

It was not surprising that the higher-ranked emissaries, starting from rank B, were highly sought after by the top guilds and earned substantial fortunes.

After all, a B-rank emissary held almost as much importance as a noble.

Therefore, it was expected that the strongest individuals would not be found among the ordinary students, despite the academy's reputation.

It was a prestigious institution meant for the riches, a treasure exclusively for them.

He was assigned to class E-11, the lowest rank possible. As he approached the front of the class, he noticed a weary-looking man who appeared to be one of the supervisors.

"Took you long enough, kid."

"Sorry, I'm having trouble sleeping..."

The supervisor cleared his throat and walked into the room, with Dora trailing behind him.

The room resembled an amphitheater, with students dispersed and engaged in hushed conversations.

As soon as they noticed their presence, they rose from their seats and began murmuring to one another.

The supervisor positioned himself in front of the large blackboard and let out a cough to signal for quiet.

"Very well, I assume you are all aware that the academy was expecting new students this week. This young boy is one of them and from now on he will be your classmate. Please welcome him as it should be."

It was likely the appropriate moment to show appreciation, however, there was no response from the audience.

The students regarded the young boy as if he were a monkey in a primary school, but that was likely their perspective.

"Um, boy, introduce yourself and tell us about yourself."

"Of course, my name is Anesidora... Carper. I'm an E-rank avatar, specialist in... Magic. I don't have anything special to say about me but I hope we get along pretty well. That's all."

His speech completed, murmurs once again emanated from the rear.

"Okay, choose a seat from those without a badge, Class will start in a few minutes."

The supervisor exited the room. Dora proceeded to move towards the desks located at the rear of the classroom, where he could rest more comfortably, and took a seat in one of the unoccupied chairs.

(Holy... That was such a bad idea... Hey, can you hear me?)

(Hm? What's the matter, honey? Are you scared yet?)

(Who's scared? Isn't it over already? I can barely stand, I need more energy.)

(I see, it's a first so it's going to be hard, but unfortunately, we're going to have to endure a little longer. Remember where the priority is?)

In a dim forest, Midgard proceeded forward, enveloped by a crimson aura and adorned with a symbol on her chest.

Upon assessing their abilities, they stumbled upon an astonishing revelation.

Now that they shared the same system, Midgard could independently complete the daily quest, and it would also count towards Dora's progress.

This meant that he could remain at home indefinitely while she handled all the tasks, eliminating any concerns about losing specific skills. However, there was one challenging condition.

As the avatar, possessing the power, when they were separated, she would revert back to her original form.

Nevertheless, there existed an alternative, a technique accessible solely through the connection between a Player and their Avatar.

ExtraLink, a mode that established a link between the two entities, allowed Midgard and Dora to exchange their powers, thanks to which they could maintain their respective forms.

To put it simply, it was as if they were becoming one.

With the aid of the system, she could sustain her form, but since she would be the one fighting, she had to borrow most of his power.

Essentially, she utilized 4/5 of his power while he retained his Sigma body.

(We're still experimenting, who knows if there's a distance limit? Better to have all your energy in reserve to at least run away.)

(Aaah... Fine, but please put some stat points into stamina, please?)

(hm? What is that?... There's an interference... Chrrrr... Can you hear me?)

(Oh, you little... hm?)

"Hey, do you have a moment?"

He looked up and found myself face to face with a young blonde girl with long, curly hair.

She had a fierce look that made her look like a puppy trying to look menacing.

"Do I know you?"

"...? Is that how you were taught to introduce to people? But forget that, I'm Agiel Rivierie, the class representative."

"Okay, hello Agiel, so what do you want from me?"

"... Please mind your manners, so first of all, since it's your first day, I guess I should teach you a little about how things are done here. I have already heard a little about you, you see."

"You stalked me?"

"... N-No! Why do you... Urgh! First, when someone is talking to you, you have to listen to what she is saying and not interrupt her! We are at the Royal Academy, when we are here, our wealth and status mean nothing, what matters is our actions as a person."

"I see... So what does this have to do with me?"

"It probably has to do that you are dozing off! How could you do something like that on your first day?"

"... What?"

"Don't play dumb, I've been watching you since you entered this class and as soon as you sit down, you try to sleep. As the representative of this class, my duty is to make sure that everyone here behaves accordingly to... The reputation of this academy!"

"Wait, I wasn't sleeping, I was..."

(Napping.)

"... Nap- What?! Are you still here???"

Midgard's distinct laughter reverberated in his thoughts, much to his astonishment and irritation, but the girl in front of him turned slightly red uppon hearing him.

"... H-How dare you?!"

"Um, no, I wasn't talking to... Um, excuse me for a second."

He looked away and tried to contact that snake again.

(What are you doing ?!)

(What? I just feel lonely here...)

"Hey! Are you going to stop that now? I'm talking to you!"

The girl behind him shook his shoulder, the situation was getting really annoying.

"You're wasting your time, Agiel."

A voice emerged from the side. They were suddenly confronted by a young overweight boy, sporting a unique haircut, and flanked by two other boys, a petite redhead and a taller, slender boy donning glasses.

"Walter?"

"You don't know? This guy comes from the countryside, you won't be able to make a gentleman out of him."

"He's right, you know? Not only that, but I heard he was enlisted just because he's the friend of Lady Elizabeth's brother. Do you know, he can't even beat an E-rank golem?"

Agiel tightened her face, visibly annoyed.

"Thank you, but I didn't ask for your opinion. Don't interfere in other people's discussions."

"I know, I know, I was just doing a little teaching. I also want what's best for the academy, so I can't ignore a fraud between us."

"Stop that! I think I already warned you about the academy rules."

Their argument intensified. They were right next to him but despite that, Dora couldn't hear them. All his attention was on an invisible screen that appeared right in front of him.

|Extermination Quest|

|Cubron Killed: 85/40|

|Kodiac killed: 0/1|

85? What was she doing? A second ago she was talking to me, was she killing them at the same time?

In a way, it irritated me to imagine someone having fun with my power, but I didn't have much time to think about it.

"Oi! Beggar, I'm talking to you!"

"Walter, that's enough!"

Without realizing it, the obese guy held me by the collar.

"Are you ignoring me? You idiot, don't think that just because they let you in because of your boyfriend, you can be above us. I'm the first son of Modrig's family, never heard of that name? The food you eat in your pathetic house comes from my family's industry, so know your place!"

When the number on the screen reached 100, my eyes shifted focus. This guy was a little smaller than me, but definitely heavier, and not just because I could fit my bed into his body.

"Walter, maybe we should stop, The professor is coming."

"I don't care, who does this idiot think he is to ignore me? You're not strong or noble, so why are you here?"

"Walter, this is your last warning!"

"Don't think you can give me orders just because you are the daughter of a marquis! This beggar is only here because he is friends with another beggar who is an acquaintance of someone important, for God's sake! Who here really thinks this is acceptable?"

The students looked at each other. No matter how you look at it, this guy's point of view was understandable.

The Magic Academy was well known throughout the world, If the best guild represents the showcase of a country, the kingdom had this academy which had seen generations of students succeed one another in the management of the kingdom. The true origin of the kingdom was here, yet 2 commoners entered this sacred temple because they were related to someone strong.

Hope was only an E rank, I had the worst result in the history of the entrance exam, How could I not understand his anger? But things were different now, it was a call for violence.

"An acquaintance of someone important... My God, isn't that exactly what you all are?"

"... What did you say?"