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The World Is Mine For The Taking

Please note that this work of fiction is not safe for work (NSFW). It contains words, scenes, and phrases not suitable for audiences below 18. Be aware. Leon was your typical guy, perceived as weak in his school because his skills hadn't awakened, even though they usually did at the coming of age. He attended the prestigious Milham's Magic Knight Academy, where snagging the top spot meant automatic entry into the esteemed position of a Magic Knight in the country. Unfortunately, Leon found himself in the lower caste, labeled the most useless student. To top it off, he was tossed into a class that served as a sanctuary for oddballs and delinquents. Yet, he couldn't care less, as becoming a Magic Knight wasn't his goal. Everything shifted when he crossed paths with Shredica, a woman hell-bent on becoming a Magic Knight at any cost. Observing Leon's lack of ambition and his apparent detachment from the academy's pursuits, Shredica saw an opportunity. She decided to exploit him as a pawn in her ascent through the academy's hierarchy. Yet, unbeknownst to Shredica, Leon was not the complacent, unremarkable figure she presumed him to be.

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Chapter 67 - Stalker (5)

After getting Kayla to tell me what room Ella was in, I headed there right away. Classes above bronze could access the bronze dorms, but those in bronze couldn't do the same for higher classes. It was the same deal with the silver class, except we weren't allowed into the gold dorms. Gold class, though? They had no restrictions and could walk into any dorm they pleased. The academy claimed it was to let the gold class enjoy their privileges, but to me, it was just a way of showing who they really favored.

That's why I had no problem going through the bronze dorms. I was in the silver class, after all.

The bronze class dormitory looked like a building that had seen better days. The floors were creaky wooden boards, and the furniture in the lobby looked like something straight out of an antique shop. It was clear the dorm mother didn't care about keeping the place clean. And the people living here? They looked just as gloomy as the building itself.