SSS RANKED REINCARNATION: DARK DRAGON LEGACYC90: Homeroom
Silva ironed things out with Aaron. He told him that he had inherited the legacy, which turned him half dragon.
Silva didn't go into much detail about it, and he also hid a huge chunk of things.
As they kept talking, a knock sounded on the door. Aaron walked to the door and opened it. There were two boxes outside.
On each box, their names were written on it. Aaron carried both boxes inside and handed Silva's box to Silva.
Silva opened his box, and inside was his uniform, cleanly folded, a rule book, a card about his classes, a basic storage ring, and a piece of paper with some information written on it.
Silva first took out the card and started reading it.
[As the current highest scorer in all exams combined, you will be part of the S class, the elite class.]
The class system in the academy was simple. It started from S class all the way to F class.
The S class were the elite, the top of the top. They were normally the lowest in number, only having about twenty-five students out of the five hundred that got enrolled.
About ten were taken from the general exams and fifteen from other exams. So the top ten from Silva's exams were in the S class, which meant Fay, Lia, and his real brother and sister would be there as well.
"What class are you in?" Aaron asked.
"Class S," Silva replied.
"Oh, that's cool, we are in the same class then," Aaron said.
"If you don't mind me asking, what organization recommended you?" Silva asked.
"Oh, mine is the Magical Association. My dad had affiliations there, so they picked me to be a recommendation.
I came second in our exam. The first was a girl; she had terrifying magical abilities, and she is only human," Aaron explained. "But the winner of the general exams must be on another level. I heard that he wasn't even in our league.
And that his magic and strength were already that of a level 60 or more. Well, either way, what position did you get? It must be high up, considering your strength," Aaron asked.
"I was first," Silva said without much care.
"Wait, what? You are the one everyone was talking about? Well, it does make sense since your magic suppressed mine.
I'm really happy we didn't turn into enemies, that would have been it for me," Aaron said with a laugh.
They decided to try on their uniforms, and they were tailored to their size. They also had an extra pair and an ID card.
When Silva picked up his ID card, a holographic number flashed from it: 1500 points.
They didn't know what that was, so he picked up the paper inside and read it.
According to the paper, purchases and many other things in the academy were handled by points, and points were gained through certain activities or even the buying and selling of items.
Points could be transferred from account to account and so on.
All students were given five hundred points, but those that made S class got one thousand, and those that made first in the different tests, from general to the recommended tests, got 1500 points.
That was why Silva got that amount, while Aaron got a thousand.
Silva and Aaron spent the remaining part of the day talking and getting to know each other more. Silva spoke in a free tone.
But he kept this aura around him that served as a warning to Aaron to never get too comfortable with him.
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The next day was the beginning of everything about the academy. All classes were to meet for their first homeroom class.
Silva and Aaron got ready, they put what they needed into the storage rings and put them on their fingers.
They walked out of the dorm building, and Silva saw Fay and Lia already there waiting for him.
"Silva!" they called out at the same time. Lia was in front, so she managed to get to him first and hugged Silva, not allowing Fay to get close to him.
But even after Lia finally let go, Fay still went in for a hug regardless, and Silva let her, because she would probably get angry if he refused.
Aaron, on the other hand, just stood there, confused as to what was happening. Silva noticed that and decided to introduce them.
"Aaron, this is my sister Lia, and my friend Fay. Fay is the daughter of the Viscount from my town," Silva introduced them.
"Yeah, nice to meet you," he said in an awkward way. He shook their hands and glanced at Silva with eyes that said, 'Sister and friend? Really? That's all?'
Silva looked back at him with eyes that said, 'Of course, that's all.'
After they got acquainted, they headed to the class. They had small maps of the academy, so they knew where their homeroom class was.
The door was closed when they got there, so Silva pushed it and walked in. It seemed they were the last to arrive.
As soon as they stepped in, all eyes turned to them. Those who didn't know Silva scanned him from head to toe.
But those who knew him either just looked away or got pissed at his presence, one of them being Oliver.
Michael saw Silva and immediately ran out to meet him.
"Hey, Silva," Michael greeted in a casual way.
"Yeah, what's up, Michael?" Silva replied.
This was just to show everyone that Michael was acquainted with Silva, and since Silva was the strongest here, that made Michael untouchable.
A simple logic, but it would prove effective. Silva and the others sat down in an empty space close to Michael, and they waited for class to start.
While they waited, Silva had his eyes on a purple-haired girl sitting in front. He could tell from a glance that she was the one Aaron spoke of.
The amount of Mana flowing through her was absurd—well, for a girl her age, that is. Her mana was almost half that of Silva.
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SSS RANKED REINCARNATION: DARK DRAGON LEGACYC91: Top spot
Silva's mana right now was way too high, so high that the best mages in this kingdom would beg for it.
So for her to have half his mana, her magical abilities were no joke at all. There was definitely something special about her.
After a while, the teacher walked into the class. She was a beautiful lady dressed in robes, though it did little to hide her curves.
Even though she carried a sexy air around her, she still oozed intelligence, she also looked like someone that would curse at you. Her dark lustrous hair matched her abyss like eyes.
"Good day, crickets. I'm your homeroom teacher," she said. Her voice was insulting; normally teachers wouldn't talk like that, but no one took offense.
"I know most of you feel special that you got into the S class of the academy. You all feel like you have become somewhat important.
But I'll burst that little bubble you're in. You aren't special, you aren't important, and any day someone can take your place here.
So let me set the ground rules now. It's as simple as this: if you don't do what you are told, you will be punished. That's the logic of life," she said.
She hadn't even introduced herself, yet she was talking all around. It wasn't until she was done that she took a piece of chalk and wrote her name.
Miss Elizabeth Reinfield.
She placed the chalk down, then turned around and faced the class.
"Today, after you leave here, you should go around the academy and see what sort of classes they offer, because before the day runs out, you should have selected the courses that you will be taking.
Though the first-year classes haven't started, you can audit the second-year classes and get future ideas of what courses will be available when you get there, and that will allow you to make the decision of what you want now.
Or you can read the course books and know what course you would be taking from there. Whatever option you choose, it's up to you.
Now, the next thing is the rules of the academy. I know some of you have read the rule book, but there will always be idiots who don't.
So for their sake, I'll explain the basic rules. All fights are prohibited, only official duels are allowed.
You can challenge someone to a duel using your ID card, and the person has to accept it before you can fight. I believe that rankings will be assigned at the end of the day on your ID card.
When you get your numbers, duels change shape, because someone lower than you can duel for your position, and you must accept.
And if he duels and wins three times in a row, he gets your position, and whatever class you're in, he will take your place.
But someone higher can't force someone lower into a duel; that isn't allowed. Now there are also some additional rules for duels.
You and the person dueling must agree to the type of duel, because not all students are fully combat-inclined, so the two of you must make a decision as to what the duel will be.
If no decision can be reached, then a teacher will be involved and will make the call through certain methods.
These are the basic rules of the duels. Are there any questions?" she asked.
Silva raised his hand. She looked over at him and chose him. "Say your name and then ask your question," she said.
Silva got up and spoke. "My name is Silva, from Ribest," he replied respectfully.
"So you're that Silva, the one Elias was yapping about. You scored the highest this academy has ever seen," she said, making all the students turn to look at Silva.
"I didn't know it was the highest, I just did my best," Silva said.
"Well, it was. But now is not the time for that, ask your question," she said.
"My question is simple. If someone attacks me in secret and I defend myself, and that causes me to beat him up, would I get punished?" Silva asked.
"Not really, just a warning or so. As long as there is evidence that it was self defense. In your case, I doubt that there will be anyone willing to attack you. You have a strength score over 600; even some instructors would struggle to get that.
And if they did attack you, I'm sure they wouldn't be attacking anyone else for a while," she said with a giggle.
'This woman, she's been making sure the class knows that I'm way stronger than them. I don't know what her main plan is, but I can guess what will happen now.
These stupid classmates of mine will begin to make plans to knock me down a notch, no matter what it costs them.
I think she wants to use me as the catalyst that will induce their growth and make them work harder, just to take me down.
I am pissed that she's using me, but I have to say she is a smart woman, no doubt about that,' Silva thought as he sat down.
He scanned around the class without looking and noticed the purple-haired girl glancing at him from the corners of her eyes.
'Hu hu, what is this now? Has she registered me as an opponent? Strong people will always take note of strong people. It's like a lion and a tiger; if both of them are found in one place, they will begin to monitor each other.
Especially when there is a need to show who comes out on top. I can tell just by looking at her that she craves the top spot, but because of me, it just got a whole lot harder for her to get it.
Honestly, I don't plan on leaving this spot, so she will have to suffer in vain,' Silva subconsciously let out a smile as he thought about it, why would he leave, the spot had a lot of benefits.
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SSS RANKED REINCARNATION: DARK DRAGON LEGACYC92: The first duel
Another student raised his hand to ask a question. She picked him, and he got up to ask.
"What about duels against different classes?" he asked.
"Well now, that's a good question. Duels like that are allowed, but the lower-classman must be the one who accepts the duel.
Such duels can't hold if the lower-classman refuses. But when the lower-classman challenges his seniors to a duel, they must agree to it and duel him," she explained the concept to them.
There were no more questions that day, and so, she spoke a little more on the rules and called it a day.
Immediately she left the class, before even the students could get up, the door swung open, and a group of third years, about six in number, walked in.
Their presence drew all the attention, as this was not where they were supposed to be. Silva, on the other hand, noticed the person he had fought during the exams, and he could tell what this was about from just a glance.
His mind ran multiple parallel simulations as to how this would play out, and all ended in a fight one way or the other.
The bulky one who seemed to be the leader came forward and spoke.
"I'm looking for a white-haired kid." He yelled and peered around. His eyes stopped at Silva, and he headed for him, but before he could even get close, Fay, Lia, Aaron, and Michael were in battle mode and had formed a wall around Silva.
The dude was pissed off by this, but even he knew that he couldn't fight here, and even if he did, taking out the elite first years was out of his abilities.
One of them, sure, but all four? That was suicide. He understood that one doesn't become an S-class student by accident.
Each one of them would have the power to rival a normal third year. He wasn't a special student and was just a bit above average, so he couldn't take them all.
But this time, everyone in the class had also turned their attention and had readied to battle. Sure, they didn't know or like each other.
But one thing was for certain—in this case, as it stood, they would stand beside the person that was their classmate because that person would be with them for four years, and this person was an outsider.
When the third-year sensed the situation around him, he took a step back and tried to look peaceful and amicable.
He hadn't expected this turn of events. He had only planned to come in and scare the living hell out of Silva, but everything had backfired.
But when he looked at Silva's nonchalant face, his will to not give up got stronger. He couldn't allow someone that disrespected his underling to go free.
"I just came to talk. You seemed to have done a number on my friend, so I wanted to meet the person that was so strong," he said, but Silva could see how forced those words were.
"Let's just cut the crap already. Everyone here knows that's bullshit. Look, I didn't even take your friend or dog seriously, yet I defeated him. What makes you think that you can do anything different?" Silva asked.
He had looked at this guy's stats, and all peaked at 250 at best, yet he was standing here so proud. What was giving him the pride?
What Silva said was like a blow to his ego, and he couldn't take it, so he decided that he would handle Silva.
"Alright, tough guy, I challenge you to a duel," he said and stretched out his ID card with a smug look on his face.
Silva glanced at the card to see his name, Ragna, and it seemed Ragna was a commoner. It now made sense as to why he was trying to protect his followers.
He had nothing to offer them aside from power, so now that one had come to cry to him, he had to show up for him, or lose a follower.
Silva took out his card. Everyone watched closely because this was getting good.
"Here are the rules. This is a brawl. All methods go, and the only way to win is by knockout. Do you agree?" Silva asked.
"That's fine by me," Ragna said. Silva agreed to the duel, and a light shined on both cards before dimming.
A notification was sent to all cards in the academy about a duel. Normally, it would only be sent to the first years or the year that was having the duel.
But a duel of such a gap was rare, and so it was sent all around. Even teachers got the info in no time.
Ragna led the way to an arena, and when they arrived, in less than five minutes, those that were free had filled the arena—first years, second years, and third years.
The fourth years were too busy for such things; none of them showed up at all.
Silva looked up into the seats. He saw his homeroom teacher and some other teachers seated. They had some snacks, in fact, and were waiting for the match to start. Elias was there as well.
He looked around again and saw the purple-haired girl, as well as all his classmates.
"You'll regret this, kid. You can beg for mercy now, and I might allow you to get away," Ragna said.
"Beg for mercy? Hahahahahaha," Silva let out a resounding evil laugh that made the whole arena keep quiet.
"You walked into this arena with the belief that you'd make me pay? I've never seen a being so stupid.
I'll make you see that hell can exist up here," Silva said. He pulled out his sword, and the aura around him changed immediately.
Ragna took out his massive sword from his ring. He wanted to enter his stance, but then his eyes locked with Silva's.
All Ragna could see was a mighty being, one so mighty there was no end to it. Fear gripped him. He felt like running, but there was no way he could. The fight had begun.
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SSS RANKED REINCARNATION: DARK DRAGON LEGACYC93: Aftermath
Ragna remained froz, not moving. The crowd began yelling, asking them to start and not waste their time.
"They want a fight? Won't you move?" Silva asked.
Ragna took a deep breath, gathering all his strgth to withstand the pressure. He forced his mind to believe that Silva was just playing tricks on him.
Wh he finally was able to move, he charged at Silva at top speed, swinging his blade to cut Silva in two.
Silva kicked the g lightly and leaped back, dodging the sword by a hair, but th he stepped in and thrust his sword, stopping just as it was about to stab Ragna.
Ragna froze wh he saw the proximity of the blade, but Silva didn't drive it in. Silva looked at him, smiled, and th launched a punch to Ragna's face, causing a ton of teeth to fly out.
Ragna fell to the g, spitting out blood, but Silva didn't wait for him. He ran up and kicked Ragna in the abdom, forcing him to cough out more blood.
Silva bt down beside him and started talking.
"Is this all it takes to bring you down? You overgrown mass of muscle. All you are is a show, nothing else."
"Don't get cocky!" Ragna yelled and tried to swing from down there. Silva reacted faster than Ragna could blink and twisted Ragna's arm.
Ragna cried out in pain as his arm was being twisted.
"Me? Getting cocky? It was you, you who got cocky, thinking that you could bully me to look good," Silva said.
Ragna wasn't ready to give up yet. He released his Mana to try and use magic, but as soon as Silva ssed the Mana, he used his own Mana to suppress it.
He th pushed Ragna's face into the g with a powerful force, blood dripping from Ragna's face.
Silva stood Ragna up and gave him some distance.
"Come at me, redeem yourself, Ragna. Your whole class is watching, teachers are watching, and all your juniors are watching.
If you don't show them that you can do something, they will lose all respect for you," Silva said, but Ragna didn't move. He had lost the will to fight.
Silva saw this and was completely infuriated.
"YOU BLOODY PIECE OF ROTTEN SHIT, DO YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST LOSE YOUR WILL TO FIGHT LIKE THAT?" Silva allowed his bloodlust and killing intt to burst out of him.
It immediately caused Ragna to fall to his knees and start coughing blood.
Silva walked to him and grabbed him by the hair.
"You can only lose if you pass out, right? Let's see how long I can keep you before you pass out," Silva said and punched Ragna.
Ragna coughed out blood and started begging.
"Please, stop, please." Wh Silva heard the begging, he felt his rage increase.
Punch after punch, he kept bashing Ragna. Ragna was now covered in blood and about to faint.
But th Silva grabbed him by the head and infused Mana into his body to spark him back up.
Ragna felt ergy course through him, but rather than happiness, he looked at Silva with dread. He started running because he understood what Silva wanted to do.
The third years that were watching this felt their blood boil. They all wanted so badly to get Silva.
They could all see the game Silva was playing. He wanted to completely and utterly break Ragna.
Silva was way too fast for Ragna, so fast that to the likes of Ragna, it looked like flash step. He st a kick into Ragna's chest, sding him flying.
'This is it, today, all by myself, I'll declare war against the third years, and I'll get the first years to follow me to fight against the third years.
This on its own will allow me to sweep the plans of most of the nobles away because after this, I'll be the beacon for the commoners,' Silva thought.
The reason Silva was acting like this and making all these decisions was because he wanted people to know about him.
He wanted them to get to know the person named Silva, and that would allow him to attract more influtial and stronger people.
So he needed to make his name go beyond the walls of the academy. That might be the way to understand the task the goddess Ophelia gave him.
He didn't know what path to take exactly, so he chose a path for himself.
Silva kicked Ragna up, and for the next five minutes, it was a beatdown, and th Silva would use his Mana to spark the brain.
He kept up the cycle until the whole g was covered in blood, as if a massacre had happed. Finally, Silva allowed Ragna to faint after the twelfth time.
He walked away with his bloody fist, leaving Ragna to those who knew what to do with him.
There was no cheer. The ara was so quiet. They all looked at Silva as he walked away, some with hatred, some with confusion, and some with admiration.
Who was this person called Silva, and why was he this strong at such an age?
Before Silva could ev get too far from the ara, the news had already started spreading about the battle.
He decided to head for his room first, because everyone would keep staring at him if he stayed outside.
He lay on his bed, twirling dark magic a his finger. He heard a knock on the door, and the door oped. Aaron, followed by Michael, walked in.
"He said he wanted to see you, and he wasn't taking a no," Aaron said and wt to his bed to sit. Michael also followed and sat down with Aaron.
"The question here should be how did you know I would be here?" Silva asked.
"A calculated guess. By the way, your sister and Fay wanted to see you. I told them I'd tell you if I saw you," Aaron said.
"Alright, I'll meet them later," Silva said.
"Now, about that duel, I think you just made the whole third year your emy," Michael said.
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SSS RANKED REINCARNATION: DARK DRAGON LEGACYC94: Student Council
Inside a large office with a table, t people sat a it. They wore special robes, but you could still tell they were studts.
Four of them were ladies, while six were guys. They stayed quiet for a while until the one sitting at the top, who seemed to be the leader, spoke.
"The first years have just joined the academy, and in fact, they are yet to start classes. Yet, today, I received word that a first year brutally disgraced a third year in a duel.
Word says it was a legal duel with teachers watching as well. Does anyone here have details on that?" he asked. He had normal jet-black hair, but there were a few strands of hair coming down the side. He wore glasses that made his tire character pop more.
One of the guys stood up, an average-looking dude with no particularly striking features.
"I heard that the fight was initiated by the third year to avge his underling, whom the first year had defeated during the trance examination.
The duel took place immediately after they agreed on the terms, and the terms were that the only way to lose was by getting knocked out.
So there was no giving up or running away. Immediately after the fight started, the first year dominated, using only his fists to pummel the third year all a.
Whever the third year was about to pass out, the first year would infuse mana into his mind and spark him back up.
He did this a total of twelve times until he finally stopped. That was how the duel wt," he narrated.
The t people in the room wt silt after this, because there were a few crazy parts to the story.
"That kid must have wanted to start an issue with the third years. He possessed the ability to win, yet he kept dragging it out to inflict more damage on his oppont and also spite the whole third year," one of the ladies said. She had beautiful blonde hair that was braided into one long knot. Her eyes were sharp and serious, and she carried the air of a warrior.
"That is probably the reason he acted the way he did, but why would a first year want to stand against third years?" another dude asked. He was a muscular guy with a very low haircut and tanned skin.
"Well, before we talk about the motive, we should look into the person that did it, and see if there will be any motivation for what he did," a slder guy said. He placed his hand on the table as he spoke in a very crisp and confidt voice.
"It has already be compiled. I met with the director of the academy for his information," the girl sitting closer to the leader spoke.
"But she did instruct me. She said I should read the letter she gave me to all of you first before we read his file." She took out the file and also a letter.
She oped the letter and began reading.
{Studt Council,
This is from me directly, the director of the academy, Mrs. Matilda.
About the person you are looking into, I advise caution wh you try to dive into that path. I know the studt council consists of the elite of the elite, but wh it comes to this person, I am not so sure.
His reason for being here at this academy is not the same as the other studts. I am trying to cage him up and control him before he becomes a danger.
This information will live and die with you t, the Council. Not another soul should hear of this or see this.
As I said, exercise caution wh it comes to this person.}
The girl read it out for them all to hear.
The council presidt placed his fists against his chin and let out a sigh.
"This person is someone that ev the director has her eyes on, and she is trying to control him.
Zain, read his file out to us. Let us see what it is that is special about him," the presidt said.
The girl oped the file and started reading.
"Silva from Ribest. He was born and brought up in a normal home. His father was an advturer, and his mother was a healer.
He started reading and talking flutly at a very young age, and also started wielding a sword by the age of six. Before he was sev, he was made a real advturer.
His activities dwindled over the years until he was twelve, but there are records of him still taking quests from time to time, and he had ris all the way to C rank before ev reaching the age of twelve.
He has three siblings: Quin, Mike, and Lia. Lia comes to our academy. She started this year, the same as Silva. Mike is an advturer, and so is their brother Quin, who is a B-ranked advturer.
Silva is thirte, according to records, and he is a B-ranked advturer, and also the strongest person in Ribest," she finished what the file said.
Again, the place was quiet. The presidt looked up.
"Is this ev supposed to be possible? Who is this kid that he has so much talt?" the presidt asked the question that was on all their minds.
"Zain, what about his legacy? Is there any information about his legacy?" the presidt asked.
"No, his legacy has never be writt down. There is no record of the type, and according to what the file says, he barely uses it publicly," she replied.
"He is that strong without using his legacy? I doubt it, but we don't have much to go on. This person, Silva, he has some sort of plot that may disrupt the academy's normal flow.
You all have to keep an eye out for changes. No matter how special he is, we can't let him do what he wants. Our job as the studt council is to keep the order," the presidt said.
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SSS RANKED REINCARNATION: DARK DRAGON LEGACYC95: You lack talent
Chapter 95: You lack talent
The first day of official classes began, and Silva went for his first class, which was on basic combat, held in an open field. They had to put on the combat uniform provided for them, as that would allow them to move easier compared to the robes.
It was a compulsory class that everyone had to attend, so even when they went to register for their courses, it was already there.
The same applied to the basic magic class and some other classes.
Silva arrived there with Aaron and saw his sister already there.
In this whole class, even though Silva was well-toned and defined, you could tell he was the youngest.
His crazy smooth and pale skin didn't help either. Silva was the literal envy of boys—powerful and very handsome, like only a royal elf could compete.
Elves were known to be very beautiful, and the purer your blood, the better your looks, so the royal family of elves were world-class beauties.
Silva would become as such if he continued looking good the way he was until he grew, but that's not what is important.
Combat class was a basic class, and it was still handled by Miss Elizabeth, their homeroom teacher. She wore a combat-type outfit that accentuated her curves, and with every step, they shook like crazy.
When all of them were there, she began the class.
"Most of you have learned many powerful fighting techniques and trained your bodies to become stronger, and that's all good.
But then again, most of you skipped the basics and leaped right into advanced techniques.
The reason is that you all felt that basic training would do nothing for you and that you could make do with advanced techniques.
But that begs the question: how long do you think that will last you before everything goes to shit?
Imagine building a house with a very weak foundation. You may make it through the first floor, the second floor, and maybe the third floor.
But after that, the house begins to get unstable, shaky, collapsing, and lots more. And when the winds and rains come, it all falls apart—all because of the shitty foundation.
That is why you all must know the basics of combat, the life and the punches. You have to get good at them before you start layering them with techniques upon techniques.
So to that note, the first phase of the class will be foundation building. You all have to simply repeat.
But remember this: it's not all about repeating and completely replicating what I do, but it's for you to understand the movement.
Understand what muscles are involved, what tendons are getting stretched. You have to understand the blood flow every time you make the punch.
It is about understanding how it feels in your body, because when you do that, you can now edit that punch to fit your body, and you will be able to gain a better result.
It is like art; every artist has a unique style. If I asked you to copy my art and try to understand it, over time, your own art will deviate from mine and create your own style.
That's all I need from you in this exam, so slave away and follow me." She said and got into position.
She started a set of punches and kicks, while the students followed, and they all did as she said, trying to understand the attack.
Silva followed the routine, but every punch he threw was perfect because before he even punched, his mind had already run the best simulation that would fit him, and they agreed on it before he punched.
So he was already punching in the best possible way. They spent over half an hour going over the routine constantly.
When they finally stopped, half of the class fell to the ground, trying to breathe. Not all of the students there were fully combat-oriented, but the Blacklight Academy was one that taught combat compulsorily.
Elizabeth gave them five minutes to rest before they would start the sparring sessions. Lia wanted to be Silva's sparring partner, but the purple-haired girl came over and asked her.
She looked over at Silva's place and saw that Oliver had met Silva and asked him. She sighed internally and agreed to the girl.
Yesterday night, the rankings for first years had shown, and of course, Silva was number 1, the purple-haired girl was second, and Lia was third.
It made sense that she would meet Lia to spar because to her, Lia was the only real opponent, aside from Silva, that is.
Silva looked at Oliver. He nodded in agreement. He didn't know why Oliver had come to meet him, but he could sense that there was a reason; it wasn't just to spar.
"Alright, time's up. It's time to start. The rules are simple: no magic allowed, no death blows, and no trying to cripple your opponent. You may begin," Elizabeth said.
Oliver went in for the attack. He used basic combos of punches, but Silva easily evaded them. He took some steps back and then asked.
"Aren't you going to start talking? Won't you tell me why you chose me?"
Oliver heard that and increased the speed of his attacks, trying to hit Silva.
"I want to warn you; you are walking a thin rope, feeling untouchable.
I want to make it clear so that you'll know. I have a feeling that if I defeat you somehow, I'll be able to take over what belongs to me.
So this is just a warning to prepare you—we are enemies," Oliver said.
"Well, I never wanted to be your friend, and also, I don't believe you can take over the inheritance from your sister," Silva said, dodging an attack before stepping in and punching Oliver in the guts.
Oliver leaped backward to try and gather himself, but Silva was already approaching.
"You lack the talent and drive she has. She also sees you as one to protect; she doesn't see you as an opponent," Silva said with a smile.
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SSS RANKED REINCARNATION: DARK DRAGON LEGACYC96: Underground Labyrinth
Chapter 96 Underground Labyrinth
"You bloody bastard," Oliver said and tried harder to hit Silva, but that was impossible as Silva kept deflecting the attacks.
These were all things Oliver already knew, but hearing them from Silva made him rage.
Silva watched him flail about. He got tired of this, so he decided to end it. He grabbed Oliver by the arm and threw him over his shoulder, slamming him into the ground.
He squatted beside Oliver and whispered to him,
"I think you'll have an easier time getting better than your sister, rather than trying to beat me. If you come at me again, you may never live to tell the tale." Silva raised his hand to draw Miss Elizabeth.
"I'm feeling exhausted. Can I take a break?" he asked.
She looked at Silva, then at Oliver on the ground. She could tell something had happened, and that it wouldn't be safe for them to continue as things were, so she allowed him.
Silva left the field and walked towards the restroom, deciding to use the opportunity to relieve himself.
But before he could get there, he saw Matilda walking his way, waving at him with a sly smile.
'This bitch, what does she want now?'
"Silva, it's nice to see you here. I was thinking about looking for you. I have some things to talk to you about," she said.
Silva decided to see the strength of this woman. Back when he was at the Duke's place, he was scared they might notice him using it, but now he was sure he could do it.
[Matilda]
Evolved Human.
Lvl 10
Strength: 5,000
Defense: 5,400
Speed: 6,000
Agility: 6,000
Intelligence: 7,000.
After looking at her stats, Silva could tell she was no joke her strength was the real deal.
From what he had read, after evolving, it becomes a hundred times harder to level up, and most humans die before even making it to level 2.
But when someone successfully levels up, the increase in power they get is absurd.
'If I take her in a fight, I'll surely win, but there's no way I can take her down quietly,' Silva thought.
"What is it that you want to talk about?" he asked.
"Oh, it's not something we can speak of now, but come by later during your free time, to my office, and we'll talk," she said and walked away, all the while keeping her smile.
"Tsk." Silva clicked his tongue and headed back to class, forgetting about even urinating.
---
After the first set of classes, Silva headed back to his room while the others went for lunch.
He created a clone and sent it to the director's office. He locked the door and lay on the bed, watching what would happen.
His clone was twice as strong as Matilda, so he would be able to handle her easily.
Silva had come to underestimate his power, but with his current strength, he would be able to fight even Jade, the second strongest guardian.
But until he was sure, he would keep a level head until he understood all there was to this world.
---
The clone made it to the office and knocked on the door before entering.
He walked in and saw Matilda seated behind the desk.
"Come, sit, I'll do my best to keep this short," she said.
Silva walked to the chair and sat down. He didn't say anything; he just waited for her to talk.
"There is a secret that exists in this academy. It's something normal students never get to see. Only the Fourth Years have access to some of it.
The Count has access to all of the information, but even after leaving the academy, you are never to talk about it, because it must never be leaked," she said, trying to get Silva interested.
"And I'm guessing that what you want to tell me has something to do with that secret.
Don't worry, I won't spill anything you say. I don't have the time for that," Silva said.
"Alright then, under this academy is a labyrinth, one that has existed for many years.
The labyrinth is an S class labyrinth with great difficulty, filled with monsters and traps.
But no one has been able to conquer this labyrinth. And before you ask why we, the adults, haven't tried to conquer it, it's because the labyrinth only allows those seventeen years and below to enter.
That's why we've used Fourth Years to try and conquer it, but there hasn't been any student to go beyond the tenth floor. Only members of the council have ever made it past floor 10.
The details of what they found there are highly classified.
Now, about the reason I wanted to talk to you, I feel you already know why, but I want to give you a special pass to enter the labyrinth.
I want you to start attempting the labyrinth because I believe that before you make it to Fourth Year, you would have made a lot of progress into the labyrinth.
Normally, we don't believe that the minds of Third Years and those below can handle what they'll come across in the labyrinth.
But I've heard that you easily raided the labyrinth in your hometown and have done some extraordinary things as well.
Also, when I look at you, I don't see a kid; I see a sly man, a very crafty person. So, what do you say? Will you do it?
There will also be a ton of rewards, like points for everything you sell or discover. There will also be normal rewards that come from time to time.
So, will you do it?" she asked.
"Yeah, no doubt. I see no reason not to. You're giving me the opportunity to grow and get stronger," Silva said with a smile that made Matilda feel like she had been played.
But at least she finally had some hope of seeing what was at the end of the labyrinth, she was taking a risk in making Silva stronger, but she needed the labyrinth to finally be conquered.
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SSS RANKED REINCARNATION: DARK DRAGON LEGACYC97: Leah
Silva decided to agree to the labyrinth because he had be searching for opportunities to get stronger, and one just fell into his lap.
So there was no way he would refuse. Besides that, he would also be getting some great rewards, so why not?
Later that night, someone came and called him out to hand him the card that would allow him access into the dungeon.
The person wore a cloak, covering every part of their body so that they wouldn't be idtified, but that was not an issue for Silva. He could already tell it was a male fourth-year studt. The person also gave him a map to the labyrinth so that he wouldn't get lost.
He decided he would check it out the next night.
---
Classes had be going well for some time now, but oddly, hardly any new person had spok to Silva. It was as if they were keeping their distance from him.
But on this day, the purple-haired girl walked up to Silva after a class they had together.
"Hello," she said, her face not showing any emotions.
Silva looked up at who had called him and th responded.
"Hey, what's up?" he asked.
"I want to talk to you. Do you mind?" she asked.
"No, not at all. You want to talk here or outside?" he asked.
"Let's go outside," she said and started walking. Silva got up and followed her out of the class.
They walked side by side in the hallway. They had walked a small distance from the class before she started talking.
"My name is Leah, Leah Remini. My father is a Marquess," she introduced herself.
"I guess you already know my name, but I'm Silva from Ribest," Silva said.
"So you truly are just a commoner," she said.
"You think I would lie about that?" Silva asked.
"Not quite. I just felt that for someone to be at this level at our age and be a commoner was as rare as finding a black dragon," she said.
Silva let out a chuckle after he heard 'black dragon.'
"Well, I guess I'm just the exception," Silva said.
"Your sister as well; she is already a monster, and she is just a commoner," Leah said.
"Hearing a mega monster call someone a monster, that's something," Silva said with a smile.
"Hearing that from someone who breaks the normal scale of reality is something as well," she countered.
"I guess that makes sse," Silva replied.
"Still, you never know, there may be more like you outside. Our kingdom is just one on the contint; there are about five more kingdoms. Th there is the Empire and the Holy Kingdom as well. The Empire and the Holy Kingdom are the true powerhouses of humanity.
They are the ones that lead humanity and all that they do, we just follow behind. They are also the ones that seek out the heroes," Leah gave Silva a small history throwback.
"Yeah, but th, what about other races? They must have their own groups, right? And th other contints as well." Silva decided to make use of this opportunity to get the most information he could.
"Well, there is the Elvish Empire, the dragon country, as well as many others, like the fairies and more.
Sure, you can also find them on the human side, the same way you can find humans on their side.
As for other contints, we have just one mainland. Many people set out to see the other parts of the world, but there has never be a reply from them, and so we believe that there is only one mainland for now," she explained.
'I have a feeling that there are more, but that is not important for now,' Silva thought.
"I guess teaching me history is not really the reason you came to meet me today, so what made you talk to me?" Silva asked.
"Well, as much as I don't like it, you are the rank one of the class, and that makes you the strongest.
But you have made an emy of the whole third years. You need strong allies that will help you.
You may be confidt, but there are things you don't know and can't do. Ev now, there are heavy plots happing in the first year to take you down.
You may be strong, but if you are hit by surprise, you will still fall. And so I wanted to offer a hand to be your ally. I am certain I can be of help," she said, stretching out her hand for a handshake.
Silva paused a bit, looked at her, and asked,
"What's the catch? All you said will only profit me. I find it hard to believe that someone as smart as you will do something where you befit nothing," Silva said.
"That's true. What I want is for you to become my sparring partner. I need to get stronger, and aside from your sister, there are few that can match my pace," she explained.
'I see, she wants to try to unravel me like a ball of yarn, understand my secrets, and use them to get stronger.
It's a good plan, to be honest, and ev though I don't really need her, having another ally will be helpful. I can also tell that she isn't lying, so there's no harm in accepting.'
Silva shook her hand in agreemt.
"Fine th, whever we are free, let's spar. I'd like to see your abilities as well; maybe I can learn a thing or two from you," Silva said.
"Likewise," she replied. They spoke about wh they would have their first spar and th parted ways.
Silva decided that since classes were over, he would go check out the labyrinth. He followed the map, and it led him through halls and places that he didn't think existed in the academy.
Finally, he arrived underg, at a massive door with two guards. Immediately they saw him, they pointed their swords at him.
"First year, you should not be here," one of them said in a harsh tone.
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SSS RANKED REINCARNATION: DARK DRAGON LEGACYC98: Inside the Labyrinth
Chapter 98: Inside the Labyrinth
Silva didn't have the time to be stressed, so he immediately took out the card and showed it to both of them.
The two guards were shocked when they saw it; this was the first time they had seen a first-year allowed into the labyrinth.
They both looked closely to ensure that it was not fake, and it wasn't.
"Kid, I don't know how you managed to get this card, but entering this dungeon is a bad idea for a kid like you," one of the guards warned.
"You don't have to worry, it was the director that asked me to come, so I have to do it," Silva said and walked past them.
He pushed the roof open and walked in. Immediately, he scanned the surroundings for any watching device, but there was nothing.
"Ha, finally I can let loose and level up as fast as possible. I've been stuck in one place for far too long," Silva said.
He summoned all his clones, ready for battle, and then split them into teams of two. He wanted to gain EXP as fast as possible, so each of the groups would go hunting and gather EXP.
Silva then summoned Gallan, Fang, and Dawn, and as usual, Dawn hugged him when she appeared.
"It's good to see you again, master," Gallan said.
"It's been a while, Master," Fang said.
"I've just been very busy, but today, I need you all to raid this labyrinth. Also, how are things at the labyrinth? How are Elsa and the rest?" Silva asked.
"They are fine, master, but they are busy. It seems Lily predicted a massive beast wave that is incoming for the kingdom, and they have been looking into it," Gallan said.
"The beast wave will have more than three hundred thousand beasts in total, and the first place they will pass through is Ribest," he finished.
"A beast wave, huh? Alright, after this whole thing, I'll follow you guys back to the labyrinth. Let me see what this is about," Silva said before turning and heading into the labyrinth.
He chose a path different from the one the clones had chosen, and they started heading that way.
As of now, the amount Silva needed to level up was crazy, so he set the system notification to only ring when he got over five hundred EXP.
His current stats looked like this:
Name: Silva
Race: Human (50%), Dark Dragon (50%)
Legacy: Dark Dragon Legacy (Awakened)
Magical Affinities: Summoning, Darkness, Abyss Magic
Mana: 1,000,000
EXP: 1,000/50,000
SP: 1,000,000
Level: 60
Strength: 2,000
Defense: 2,000
Speed: 2,000
Agility: 2,000
Intelligence: 2,200
Free stat points: 100
He needed fifty thousand EXP to level up, and that was a crazy high number, but not for him, as long as this place had pretty strong monsters.
[You have gained 500 EXP 250 SP]x10
[You have gained 500 EXP 250 SP]x10
[You have gained 500 EXP 250 SP]x10
Notifications started flooding Silva all of a sudden, which meant his clones had started. He had to mute all the EXP notifications this time because it was distracting.
They hadn't gone far before sighting their first opponent. It was a humanoid-looking being with large scales down the center of its back, like a crocodile.
It had a greenish body and was slender yet very ripped. It had a tail that looked like that of a scorpion, but Silva didn't want to find out.
When the creature saw Silva, it attacked like a deranged being, extending its blades to almost a foot long.
Dawn stepped in and blocked the attack, pushing the creature back, and then Silva fired a dark bullet through the head of the creature.
The creature let out a shrill cry and died. The body disintegrated into dust and was absorbed by the labyrinth.
[You have gained 500 EXP 250 SP]x10
[Level up: 61]
[2 free SP]
Whatever this creature was, it gave good EXP, and Silva welcomed EXP at any time.
So they started going deeper. Silva leveled up from all the EXP three times, bringing him to level 64.
Finally, they came to a massive door. Silva could tell that a stronger beast was inside, so for the sake of safety, he summoned all his clones, and with his summons with him, he pushed the door and entered.
To be honest, him alone was already too much, but Silva just liked being cautious.
When he got in, he saw the same type of monster, only twice the size and strength.
He used his dragon eyes on it, and it had a total strength of just 400, which made sense compared to all they had been fighting today.
"Alright, I'll take it out. You all just wait; after this, we'll head to the second floor," Silva said and took out his sword.
The creature saw Silva and charged at him, running towards him with its mouth open and its razor-sharp teeth showing.
It dove at Silva for the first bite, but Silva sidestepped and stabbed it in the gut. However, he didn't kill it, only punctured a lung, and then he drew his blade and leaped away.
The creature bled purple. It tried to use one arm to cover the wound, but it wasn't working, so it decided to at least take down the one who stabbed it.
It charged at Silva again, drawing a trail of blood. Silva stood, leaping from one foot to another. When the creature got within range of his feet, he sent a kick to the side of its head and sheared half of the head off, but still didn't kill it.
The blood of the creature covered the ground. The creature struggled to move, but half its head had been blown off.
Finally, the eyes of the creature went red, and Silva smiled. This was what he wanted.
This was the berserk mode that monsters enter as a last-ditch effort. If they managed to escape death, they would use this method, which used their life force to give them two times more strength, but it shattered their sanity when they did it.
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SSS RANKED REINCARNATION: DARK DRAGON LEGACYC99: Gluttony level 2
Chapter 99: Gluttony level 2
This mode increased their stats by double, and that was what Silva wanted. The creature charged at him with twice the speed and strength.
But sadly, in the end, it still wasn't impressive. Silva sidestepped and sent a kick into the stomach of the creature, splitting it in two.
[You have gained 100 EXP, 500 SP] x10
"I'm coming to love this labyrinth," Silva said with a smile.
The body of the creature disappeared and left behind what looked like the scale on its back. Silva picked it up to examine it.
[Scale of the Mangledon, forging material]
"So, the name of this creature is a Mangledon." Silva stored the scale and looked around the room. There was nothing more, so it was time to go to the second floor.
But he decided to distribute his stats before he left.
Name: Silva
Race: Human (50%), Dark Dragon (50%)
Legacy: Dark Dragon Legacy (Awakened)
Magical Affinities: Summoning, Darkness, Abyss Magic
Mana: 1,000,000
EXP: 12,000/54,000
SP: 1,000,000
Level: 64
Strength: 2,000
Defense: 2,000
Speed: 2,000
Agility: 2,000
Intelligence: 2,200
Free stat points: 180.
It wasn't a large amount, but it was something. He decided to add forty to each and stop wherever it stopped.
Strength: 2,040
Defense: 2,040
Speed: 2,040
Agility: 2,040
Intelligence: 2,220
Free stat points: 0
"Alright, let's head to the second floor," Silva said, moving his army of summons and clones to the second floor.
When they arrived at the second floor, they were immediately greeted by a large army of Mangledons.
Their number was more than a hundred, all gathered together like some meeting was happening.
When Silva and the others arrived, the Mangledons all noticed them and turned their attention to Silva. They immediately became hostile and started rushing at them.
Rather than be serious, a wide grin was plastered on his face because he was about to farm a massive amount of EXP here. He would most definitely make it to level seventy by the look of things.
He decided that he needed to get serious, so he took out the Minotaur's axe, which was still his go-to weapon for more strength.
With the buff of the Minotaur's axe, his strength rose, closing up to twenty thousand in all stats.
He stepped forward and raised his hands.
"I'll handle these ones, you all just rest," he said with confidence.
Dawn, Gallan, and Fang didn't question him; they all stepped back, and so did the clones.
Silva entered battle mode. He brought out his dragon wings for added speed, and then he flapped them at the same time as he charged.
He also activated flash step, basically making him move at teleport-like speed. His body vanished, only to reappear with the heads of several Mangledons flying in the air.
In one step, he had killed over fifty, but he didn't stop there. He initiated Gate of Hell.
The spell activated and swallowed up all the remaining Mangledons. He then used Gluttony and absorbed their souls, turning them into EXP.
[Level up, 2 free stat points]
[Level up, 2 free stat points]
[Level up, 2 free stat points]
[Level up, 2 free stat points]
[Level up, 2 free stat points]
Sadly, he only made it to level 69 and couldn't break into level 70.
But it was not all bad because another notification came in.
[Congratulations, your spell, Gluttony has evolved into Gluttony lv2]
[Gluttony lv2: Consume the souls of your enemies, as well as certain skills and abilities within them.
Gluttony must be fed with life at regular intervals. Failure to do so will lead you into starvation, causing you to go berserk, doubling all your abilities and power but losing sanity until you are satisfied.] x10.
Silva cried and celebrated when he saw this skill. The reason was that his ten-times buff made it so that he would reap the best possible benefit from the skill.
But then again, it meant his hunger would be ten times as strong and come ten times as fast. It also meant that if he went berserk, he would be twenty times stronger, and even with the current Silva, being twenty times stronger and going berserk did not sound like a good thing.
"A double-edged sword. This is the first time that I have a skill this terrifying," Silva said.
But he didn't need to worry because his mind had already made a solution for him.
The Gate of Hell captures souls, and that was what he needed for Gluttony. Even the skills and abilities would be tied to the souls.
All he needed to do was continuously store souls in the Gate of Hell. And he had ten clones, so he could send all of them out secretly to hunt and gather souls.
And even if he couldn't find many good ones, he could take some from his labyrinth when the labyrinth was about to make more.
He could also take humans there that were at death's doorstep. He didn't really care; his moral code was not human anymore.
With all that planned out, he would have a steady supply of souls that his Gluttony would feast on.
The System also followed up to show Silva the timer before he starved. According to the normal time scale, it would take thirty days, a full month.
But for him, it was only three days. That was a crazy drop.
[2 days: 23 hrs: 23 mins: 10 secs]
"Let's gather the crystals and head deeper," Silva said. They gathered all the crystals and put them away before heading deeper into the second floor.
Unlike when they first entered, the number of Mangledons reduced to packs of two or three, at times five.
Silva didn't see the use of the clones for now around him, so he sent them out again, giving them the order to simply store the Mangledons' souls in the Gate of Hell.
Silva also tried to use Gluttony. He activated the spell as he took out a Mangledon. He was hit with a wave of ecstasy so high that he didn't want it to stop.
It felt so good as his body absorbed the souls from this creature.
[You have gained 1,000 EXP]
[There are two skills from this Mangledon. Choose one:
Night Vision
Vibration Sensing]
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SSS RANKED REINCARNATION: DARK DRAGON LEGACYC100: abomination heart
When Silva took a look at the skills, it was a tough choice between the two because one was night vision and the other was vibration sensing.
He could only pick one, and that made things difficult, but after running it through all his minds, they decided to choose vibration sensing.
Unlike night vision, he could use this both day and night, and that was generally better.
After selecting vibration sensing, he started feeling the vibrations around him for close to a kilometer; he could sense the Mangledons that were around as well.
Silva faced his summons and spoke. "Fang, Gallan, both of you, go ahead and fight, I'll move with Dawn, this is a good place for you to gather more experience." Silva said. Both of them bowed their heads and ran in different directions.
"Alright, Dawn, let's go." Silva said, but as he took one step, Dawn held his hand, interlocking their fingers.
He looked at her, but she looked away immediately, not wanting him to see her face.
"Dawn, can't this wait for another time? We are currently in a labyrinth; it's dangerous." Silva said.
"There isn't anything here that is a threat to you, and even if there is, I'd take care of it." She spoke while still looking away.
Silva decided to allow it, he tightened his grip around her hand and started walking.
They walked quietly for a while, but then Dawn decided to start a conversation.
"Silva, why do you lay low? It's like you have some sort of plan, and because of that, you don't show your true strength." Dawn said.
"Yeah, there is a plan, it's something to do with the goddess Ophelia, but even I don't understand it fully yet.
That's why I can't rush headfirst into things or flex my power excessively.
I just need to keep growing strong while deceiving my enemies. I allow them to believe that I am strong, but still within a believable range.
But I hide the true strength, and that is because if it came down to a fight, an enemy that underestimated you will be easier to take out." Silva said.
As they spoke, he sensed a group of Mangledons headed their way.
"Dawn, some Mangledons are headed this way, take them out, you need to gather experience as well." Silva said. She nodded and waited for the enemy.
Soon five Mangledons showed up, but the last one in the back was twice as tall and looked devilishly ferocious.
But the Mangledons were nothing to Dawn; she ripped through them easier than cutting through butter.
But before she reached the last big one, it started transforming. The transformation caused a massive release of chaotic Mana that slammed into Dawn and sent her flying.
Silva ran over and caught her so that she didn't hit the ground. He helped her stand.
Both of them stood looking at this creature; it was transforming into something, and the energy around it felt very familiar. It was turning into an abomination.
"I see why no one has ever made it past the tenth floor, this labyrinth is unpredictable as hell. I wonder how many students have actually died here." Silva said.
"Should I take it down?" Dawn asked.
"No, I want to fight it in its final form. I want to see how strong it gets." Silva said.
So both of them watched as this already grotesque-looking creature turned even more hideous.
With misproportioned body parts and slimy interior showing on the exterior, it was simply gross.
Silva took a look at the stats of this abomination to see what he was up against. The abomination now had a stat of a thousand all around, aside from Intelligence, which had disappeared.
"This should be fun, but I should fight it in my base strength." Silva said and put away all weapons and everything.
He took a boxing stance and waited for the abomination.
"I don't feel that it's safe to do that." Dawn said with concern.
"Don't worry, even if something goes wrong, I have you here." Silva flashed an assuring smile.
The abomination charged at Silva, squealing madly as it came.
The theory that Silva had come up with about this abomination was that it was close to some sort of evolution, but when it saw Dawn take out those other Mangledons, it panicked.
It forced an evolution, and that cost it a lot, turning it into an abomination.
The abomination swung its fist at Silva. Silva set his hands on both sides of his face and blocked the attack.
The impact sounded like a loud gunshot. Silva acted quickly after that attack; he turned his arm and grabbed the hand of the abomination and pulled it in.
The head of the abomination came low as Silva pulled it. Silva followed up with an uppercut that sent the head of the abomination jerking back.
Silva didn't follow up after that; he waited for the abomination to reorganize before he went in again.
The abomination would attack, Silva would block and counter, and the process repeated until the abomination became enraged and started thrashing about.
But Silva still dodged all that and went for the head. He leaped into the air and slammed his fist with all 2000 worth of strength.
The fist passed through the head with a bang; the insides of the head spilled out as the fist made it all the way to the other side.
The abomination fell to the ground and died, then disappeared and left behind an actual beating heart.
Silva picked up the heart, and the system spoke.
[Heart of an abomination. A material that can turn anyone into an abomination and increase their strength by several folds, just by drinking the blood it produces.
The abominations are loyal to the one that holds the heart.]
[Do you wish to own this item?]
This was the first time the system asked him if he wanted to own a drop item, but he still said yes.
[The heart has been bound to you. You can use it to make abominations.]
[The ten times buff has also been added to the effects of the heart.]
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SSS RANKED REINCARNATION: DARK DRAGON LEGACYC101: Silva's Mother
Duke Terron sat at the dining table in his manor with his wife on the opposite side. There was no one else present, as the kids were off at school.
"So, how did the meeting concerning the new Mana stone mine go?" she suddenly asked as they ate.
"Ah, the mine. It is located at the border town of our two Dukedoms, and so it gave us both equal rights to it. But their main town is farther away from the border town, and we are closer. So, it would cost them more to bring heavy-duty resources to the town to mine.
So, we have a deal that I will take care of most of the heavy-duty issues, and the cut would be 30 to 70.
At the end of the day, that's how it went, and I have to say it was a good thing," he said while cutting into the steak.
"I see, a Mana stone mine will really help the research development in the city. My team and I have been working on something very new, and it could help the military and daily lives. But the Mana cost requirement is exponential in the testing phase," she said.
"Hmm, you are one of the lead magical researchers in this kingdom. If you say something is worth it, even the king would listen. When the extra Mana stones start coming in, I'll make an allocation for your department," he said with a smile.
Suddenly, a knock came at the door.
"Come in," Terron said. The door opened, and an armored knight with the Duke's crest walked in, holding a letter.
The knight walked over and handed the letter to the Duke. He saluted with a fist to the chest and then walked away, leaving the room.
The Duke undid the seal, took out the letter, and started reading. His face frowned after a bit, and then shifted to somewhat of a shock.
His wife watched him and became curious, so she asked, "What's the issue, my Lord?"
"It's from the academy, Lady Matilda, the director of the academy. She is speaking of a first-year student that is quite unusual. She said the student scored the highest in the exams ever seen and has already defeated two third years.
I knew from the first day I met him long ago that he was talented because he was already a B-ranked adventurer at the age of twelve. I didn't think he would come to the academy and be this large of a menace. He is upsetting the balance," the Duke explained to his wife.
"Such a student exists? What's his name?" she asked out of curiosity.
"He is Silva from Ribest, a kid that stands out because he has white hair, which is uncommon with commoners," the Duke said.
His wife stood up with speed. "Did you say Silva?" she asked.
"Yes, do you know him?" the Duke asked, surprised by her behavior.
"No, nothing like that. It's just that he seems unique. I'd love to research this child, so may I have your permission to?" she asked, the eagerness in her eyes impossible to hide.
Thirteen years—it had been thirteen years, so long. A part of her had come to accept that her child may have already died.
The Duke saw the eagerness in her eyes and thought it was just eagerness to research, though that was misplaced.
"Alright, I'll send a letter to the director tonight. You can go there tomorrow," the Duke said.
"Thank you, my Lord. I'll take my leave now to prepare ahead of time," she said and bowed.
She left the room in hasty steps. If not for the Duke, she would have actually run out.
She walked straight to her private room, walked in, and shut the door. She leaned against the wall and slid to the ground, tears streaming from her eyes.
She sobbed with a smile on her face, knowing that she would get to see her son again. But after a while, the realization hit her.
How would she explain it? What would she say? She had abandoned her son before he could even see properly.
What right did she have to be his mother anymore? She had failed right from the beginning.
But still, she didn't want to be far from her son anymore, even if it meant acting as his benefactor or anything—even if she could not tell him that she was his mother.
She decided she would see him, even if this would lead to issues along the line. She would still go tomorrow. She cleaned up her tears and got up.
She left the room and went in search of the maid she had handed Silva to all those years ago to take away. That was the person she trusted.
---
Back in the labyrinth, Silva was about to test the abomination heart. He asked Dark to search for a Mangledon.
When Dawn came back with the Mangledon, Silva took out the heart as Dawn forced the mouth of the Mangledon open, and Silva allowed a drop of the blood to enter the mouth of the Mangledon.
Dawn let go of it, and it immediately started thrashing around. The sounds of popping bones could be heard, and ripping flesh.
It continued for some minutes, and then it finally transformed into an abomination.
It stood up and looked at Silva, doing nothing, just staring and making some growling sounds.
"Alright, let's go. I want you to hunt some of your former kind for me to see your strength," Silva said and led the way while Dawn and the abomination followed.
He used his vibration sensing to find their target, and he found one.
Immediately, the Mangledon saw them, it charged at them. Silva pointed at it and spoke.
"Take it out."
Immediately, the abomination charged like an arrow that had been fired. It went with a swing first with its fist.
The fist connected and completely disconnected the head of the Mangledon.
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SSS RANKED REINCARNATION: DARK DRAGON LEGACYC102: Silva's Mother
After the abomination killed the Mangledon, Silva decided that it was enough testing, so he ordered the abomination to kill itself.
The abomination began ripping itself apart, while Silva and Dawn walked away.
"I think the second floor is enough for now, we should return to the academy," Silva said. He called back all the clones and unsummoned them before sending Gallan and Fang back to the labyrinth to meet the guardians.
Now it was only Dawn that was left.
"Dawn, I need you to look into the Dark Blade, the group that caused chaos back at my home. I need you to check them," Silva said.
They exchanged some small talk, and then he was about to send her back. She hugged him and pecked him on the cheek before she was teleported away.
"If there is anything I love in this world, Dawn is definitely one of them," Silva said with a smile as he headed out of the labyrinth.
When he made it out, the guards were shocked to see him back; they half expected him to die there.
"Hey kid, you back already?" the guard asked.
"Yeah, can you tell me where I can trade the drops I got for points?" he asked.
"Wait, you killed monsters?" the other guards asked in shock.
"Yeah, I wouldn't just go and sit down inside a labyrinth, right?" he said.
"Well, that makes sense, but forgive me asking, what floor did you stop at?" the guard asked.
"I stopped at the second floor," Silva said.
"And you survived? Seems we looked down on you, kid," the guard said.
"You just have to hand the drops off at the school store, show them your labyrinth card, and they'll know what to do," the guard explained.
Silva bid them farewell and left the area. He immediately headed for the school store. He planned to play it safe and drop in half the crystals he got, which was about a hundred or so. Honestly, that was still a bad idea.
When he arrived there, it was like a full store located on the academy grounds. It sold the basic things students would need. There were other specialized stores as well for different things, but this was the general store.
The woman there didn't pay attention; she thought it was a first-year student who felt like they could purchase good equipment with the small points they had.
She had faced a ton of them already since they started attending the academy.
Silva didn't mind, though. He took out the labyrinth card and slid it on her counter. She glanced at the card and looked away, only to look back in shock.
She picked it up and looked at it; she was certain it was authentic. She looked at Silva, sizing him up. She didn't believe that this kid would have such a card.
"How did you get it?" she asked.
"The director gave it to me, as well as a map to the labyrinth in the academy. I'm just coming from the labyrinth, and I have some crystals to sell to you," Silva explained.
She paused for a moment. Only a person who had really been into the labyrinth would know about it.
She decided to just move along. If he was lying, she would inform the management; if not, then there were no issues.
"Alright then, give them to me." She expected him to take out a few crystals, but then Silva poured out close to a hundred on the counter, making a small mountain.
Her eyes opened in shock, and she froze while looking at it. Only the council members had brought her this amount after one dive into the labyrinth.
"Is there an issue?" Silva asked.
"No, not at all, I'll get it calculated now," she said after waking up from her shock.
She took a small square storage device and sucked all of them into the device. The small crystal screen at the side of the device showed how many points he made from selling these crystals.
At the end, it came up to a whopping twenty thousand points.
"Please hand me your ID card," she said. Silva passed it to her, and she took it in, taking out a card of her own to transfer him twenty thousand points.
She handed the card to Silva, and after he thanked her, he left the store.
"I'll have to report this to the director or the student council. I feel it's not something I should keep quiet about," she said to herself as Silva left.
"Maybe I should have given only fifty. I feel from the way she reacted that a hundred was too much," Silva said as he returned to his room.
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The next day, the S-class had homeroom. Silva sat with Fay and Lia on either side.
Michael and Aaron sat by each other, and oddly enough, Leah was also seated close. This was the gathering of the serious power in the class.
There wasn't a group that could stand up to this group right now in the first year. It was basically impossible.
Their homeroom teacher walked in. She walked with her usual sensual movement; she was seductive yet fierce.
"Hello students, today we have a special guest. She is from the Magic Research Organization and is a well-known person.
She came here today because she wanted to observe, so be on your best behavior. If not, I'll bash your heads into a wall.
Now all of you welcome the wife of the Duke, Mrs. Anderson Terron."
Silva's mother walked into the classroom, and as soon as she did, his eyes were pinned on her.
What was she doing here? Did she come to see her kids? Was it really for research, or had she discovered that he was here?
She walked up to the teacher and faced the class. Her eyes met with Silva's, and she paused for a while.
She couldn't stop herself from looking at him. Silva looked back without a care, because he knew that, in her mind, he didn't know who she was to him.
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SSS RANKED REINCARNATION: DARK DRAGON LEGACYC103: Meeting with family
Silva's mother finally broke her gaze away from Silva; it would be weird if she kept that up.
"Alright, Mrs. Terron will be watching your training today, so we will skip homeroom and head to basic combat classes.
So, everyone change and be at the training grounds in ten minutes. You are dismissed," Miss Elizabeth said.
The students got up and left. Leah walked up to Silva as they left the class.
"I noticed you and the Duke's wife staring at each other. Do you know her?" Leah asked.
"Nope, this is the first time meeting her," Silva said.
"I'd think otherwise, seeing as you have her hair and eyes. Quite the coincidence," Leah said with a smile and walked away.
"She is way more observant than I thought. I'll have to clear things up to avoid any unforeseen happenings," Silva said to himself.
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When they arrived at the training grounds, Silva sat to the side watching the students train.
He couldn't really learn anything from sparring with them, and they couldn't learn from him since his skills were too high.
Elizabeth would have been a good partner, but she couldn't leave the other students for now.
Mrs. Terron noticed that Silva was free, and she saw that as her opportunity. She walked toward him, her breathing got haggard with every step.
It was as though she was summoning all the courage she could to come to Silva.
Silva could already sense her coming; he could feel the hesitation and anxiety in her, but he kept acting as though he didn't know until she got to his side.
"I hear you are Silva, the number one first-year." She used that as a way to start a discussion.
"Yes, I am. It's nice to meet you, Mrs. Terron," Silva said.
"The pleasure is mine. So why aren't you participating?" she asked.
"We try to get stronger with every activity, but this activity doesn't hold anything to make me stronger," Silva replied bluntly.
He looked up at his mother and spoke, "There is something you want to say. I can sense it. What is it?" Silva asked.
"Sigh, you are smart like they say. I'll be straight with you. I'd like to study you and get to know you better.
I'd like to be your benefactor, so what do you say about that?" She asked in a calm voice to mask her pain.
'Benefactor? That's what she is going with? Nah, don't worry, Mom, you'll get to be my mother sooner than you expect,' Silva thought.
"That seems nice. I'd like to discuss it more, but I'll need to meet your family as well. I already know your children, but we haven't spoken much at all.
So, I'd like to know the family that I am placing my life in. I mean no disrespect, but it has to be done," Silva said.
"I understand. I'll talk to your director. She will allow my kids and you to come to the Duke's manor for dinner tomorrow. You can stay over and return the day after," she said.
"That's good. I'll be looking forward to it," Silva said. He got up from the place and walked away. He could still feel his mother's eyes on him even as he walked away, and it took him some effort not to turn back.
---
Evening came, and Silva was ready. His brother and sister had gone along with their mother to prepare, while a carriage was set to carry him to the Duke's manor.
Silva didn't inform any of his friends that he was leaving; he simply left. He got into the carriage, and it took him to the mansion of the Duke.
When he arrived, a butler met him at the door.
"Good evening, Master Silva. The Duke and his family are awaiting you at the table. Right this way." The butler, who was a middle-aged man, spoke with eloquence and respect.
Silva followed him into the house and to the dining hall.
The dining hall was massive, with a table too big for a family of four.
The Duke and his family were already there, with his wife to his right and his two children to the left.
When Oliver and Sage saw Silva, a frown was plastered on their faces. They were told that they had a guest and that their mother wanted them to be there.
They didn't expect that it would be Silva, of all people.
Silva bowed to the Duke when he arrived.
"Welcome, Silva. This is the second time we have met. Please take a seat," the Duke said.
Silva did as he was told and sat opposite the Duke.
Soon after, the food was served by the maids, and they started to eat.
The Duke looked up to begin a discussion.
"So, Silva, how is being a student at the academy?" the Duke asked.
"Let's cut the crap here," Silva said, taking everyone by surprise. What the hell did Silva just say?
"How dare you talk to my father like that?" Oliver got up and roared.
"Keep your trash shut, you no-good piece of untalented crap. I've seen commoners better than you, you stupid little boy," Silva clapped back in a way that Oliver was not expecting.
What Silva did was so shocking that no one else at the table knew how to react. This was a commoner talking to a Duke and his family rudely.
Silva could see the surprise, and he decided to drive all this home.
"Thirteen years. Thirteen bloody years I've lived as a commoner because you, a piece of old shit under the name of a father, decided I was no good for living," Silva dropped a bombshell on all of them. It started getting hard for them to understand what was going on.
"You are confused, right? Father? You are wondering what I'm talking about. Well, let me refresh your memory.
Thirteen years ago, one night, a woman gave birth to a son. But that son seemed to not have good magical affinity.
You ordered for that son to be killed, but his mother saved him and asked that he be taken away. Does this story ring any bells?"
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