There were also restrictions.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Earth magic was completely banned, it was likely too powerful and could potentially damage the platform. But most other forms of magic were fair game. Some students with exceptionally strong fire magic had used it to apply pure force and push the slab by sheer heat pressure alone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They were also surprised to find the event involved more technique than expected. Some teams started the match with a full-power blast from both members, hoping to gain an early lead. If their opponents were holding back or trying to conserve mana, the match would be over within seconds.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Others fought a slow-burning battle, draining each other\u2019s mana bit by bit, turning it into a mental and magical tug-of-war.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Strength wasn\u2019t always the deciding factor. Some clever pairs had even come up with coordinated attacks. One would suppress the slab using subtle mana pulses while the other unleashed a large-area wind gust that swept the slab toward victory.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
What looked like a simple, physical test had quickly turned into a fascinating and strategic competition for the group.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Well, there\u2019s four of us,” Chiba said, linking arms with Yolden. “I guess me and Yolden can go together, and then you two can team up.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“You mean… go up against<\/em> each other?” Moze asked, raising an eyebrow. “That doesn\u2019t seem like a good idea. We\u2019d end up draining our mana, and even if we recover in time, do we really need all of us participating? Also…”<\/p>\n\n\n\n He paused, eyeing the two girls.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “You two are always paired up. If this is about team bonding, shouldn\u2019t we start mixing things up a bit?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n Chiba sighed, clearly reluctant to break the pattern. “Fine, fine. I guess since you\u2019re too worn out to participate in this \u2019little game,\u2019 I\u2019ll sit out too. Which means…”<\/p>\n\n\n\n She gave Yolden a small push.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “Why don\u2019t Piba<\/em> and Yolden<\/em> go together?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n “Me?” Yolden blinked, pointing at herself. She wasn\u2019t entirely convinced she was strong enough to hold her own in a competitive event, let alone shine in it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “I agree with Moze,” Piba said, stepping forward with a soft smile. “We haven\u2019t had the chance to fight side-by-side yet. But it would be an honor to do so now. You\u2019re one of Wilton\u2019s top students, Yolden. Believe in yourself.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n Yolden\u2019s cheeks flushed lightly, but she nodded. She\u2019d come this far, it would be foolish to back down now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Once the current round ended, Piba and Yolden signed up for the event. It wasn\u2019t long before their names were called, and they both stepped up onto the platform, standing inside the designated magic circles.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Among the gathering crowd, a few Central Academy students recognized them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “Hey, those are the top students from Wilton, aren\u2019t they?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n “Should we go up and beat them ourselves?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n “Yeah, imagine what that would do, just proves how much better Central is.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n “…But what if we lose<\/em> to them? They didn\u2019t even make it into the Central Academy. If they win, what does that say about us?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n Their whispers died off quickly. In the end, none of them had the nerve to sign up. No one wanted to risk it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Until two figures stepped forward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n A spiky-haired blonde boy with a thin scar above his eyebrow, and another student at his side.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It was Rupert… and Kayzel.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The energy in the area shifted instantly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “Oh my god, that\u2019s Kayzel!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n “Right? It\u2019s like we\u2019re watching a personal exhibition match now!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n “Of all people… why him<\/em>? I can\u2019t even remember the last time he bothered to take part in a public event.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n Yolden\u2019s heart dropped. She\u2019d never seen Kayzel in person before, but she had<\/em> heard the name. Everyone at Wilton had.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “Piba,” she said quietly. “If we want to win this, we\u2019re going to have to take it seriously.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n “I know,” Piba replied. “I heard the name too.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n The only one who didn\u2019t seem fazed by the announcement was Moze.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “I mean, yeah, he\u2019s one of their top students, maybe even the<\/em> top. But what difference does that make? Piba and Yolden are top students too. They still have a chance, don\u2019t they?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n He looked to the others, trying to read their expressions.<\/p>\n\n\n\n From the reactions of the Central students\u2019 uniforms, he had already figured out Kayzel and Rupert were like Bones and Nannan, exceptional. But the look on Chiba\u2019s face wasn\u2019t the same as before. It wasn\u2019t admiration.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It was caution.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She didn\u2019t respond right away. Instead, she silently cast a silence spell<\/em> around their group.<\/p>\n\n\n\n That was when Moze knew this was something serious.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “Kayzel isn\u2019t just a top student,” Chiba said finally. “That\u2019s not what makes him dangerous.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n She glanced toward the platform, where Kayzel stood casually, arms folded, waiting for the match to begin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “What makes him feared… is that he\u2019s the son of Idore, one of the Grand Magus.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n Moze\u2019s eyes went wide. The name sent a chill down his spine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n He didn\u2019t even know the Grand Magus had children. But now that he thought about it, of course<\/em> someone like that would be studying at Central.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “But… how is that not public knowledge?” he asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “It\u2019s complicated,” Chiba replied. “Kayzel\u2019s never been officially recognized as Idore\u2019s son. Supposedly… he was the result of an unplanned pregnancy.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n ****<\/p>\n\n\n\n For updates on My Werewolf System (MWS), Dark Magus, and future works, follow me on social media:<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Instagram:<\/strong> @jksmanga<\/p>\n\n\n\n *Patreon:<\/strong> jksmanga<\/p>\n\n\n\n Stay connected for early news and exclusive content. I usually respond when I can!<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Report chapter <\/a>Comments<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n Idore wasn\u2019t just one of the Grand Magus, he was the<\/em> Grand Magus, the one who had spearheaded the entire group\u2019s formation and origin. The title itself, “Grand Magus,” carried weight only because he had existed first to define it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n His enchantments were so powerful that items he had once touched were now sought after across the globe. Magical artifacts, talismans, weapons, rumors said they could change the fate of entire kingdoms. With magic so rare and mighty, he alone held the ability to choose which countries to support… and which to ignore. Leaders from around the world tried endlessly to stay on his good side.<\/p>\n\n\n\n This influence was precisely why, according to whispers in courtrooms and taverns alike, Idore had created the Grand Magus organization to begin with. It wasn\u2019t just about power, it was about unity. A neutral, magical pillar that could bring fractured countries together and forge an identity that would outlast politics. For the world to stop seeing themselves as fragmented nations and instead recognize the unity of Alteria<\/em>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n So, for Moze to hear that the son<\/em> of someone like Idore was now a student at the Central Academy… it explained why Chiba was suddenly so tense, so worried about her friends who were participating in the academy\u2019s events.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “I\u2019ve heard of him,” Moze said, eyebrows raised. “But if he\u2019s really Idore\u2019s son, why don\u2019t more people care? Shouldn\u2019t he be making headlines? And what do you mean by \u2019accidental pregnancy\u2019? That doesn\u2019t even make sense. Either Idore is his father or he isn\u2019t.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n “You\u2019re not wrong,” Chiba admitted. “But… I guess calling it an accidental pregnancy doesn\u2019t explain the whole story.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n Because the truth was, the birth of Kayzel, Idore\u2019s rumored son, was tied directly to a much deeper secret, one rooted in the earliest formation of the Grand Magus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Back then, when Idore had earned the respect of every mage alive, people had begged him to choose a country to represent. A home to call his own. But instead of siding with where he was born or raised, he chose a different path. Using his world-shaping enchantments, he helped those who had the strongest visions, regardless of their flag. He backed movements and people, not monarchies or borders.<\/p>\n\n\n\n His ideals gained support. He became a symbol of power that rose above petty nationalism.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But unifying countries under a single magical authority wasn\u2019t as easy as admiration alone. Governments feared losing control. Military leaders worried about independence. The solution to that was the creation of a supreme force, something strong enough to serve as law and order across all nations.<\/p>\n\n\n\n That force became the Grand Magus Guilds.<\/p>\n\n\n\n They became arbiters of justice, peacekeepers, and leaders. With magical strength rivaling nations, they stood as untouchable figures. And in return, the general public began to thrive. Life improved in many regions. Security increased. Innovation spread. At least for the citizens visible to the eye, the world became a better place.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But one issue remained, what if the Grand Magus vanished?<\/p>\n\n\n\n What if those powerful figures disappeared or died? Who would take their place?<\/p>\n\n\n\n To solve this, a proposal emerged. One not publicly discussed, but agreed upon behind tightly sealed doors.<\/p>\n\n\n\n A proposal to create successors, using Idore\u2019s seed<\/em>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The idea was radical. Controlled magical reproduction. Each country would select a powerful female mage. The goal? To bear a child infused with Idore\u2019s magical bloodline. A global initiative. A new generation of magically superior offspring to ensure the Grand Magus legacy would live on forever.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It was called The Grand Mage Inheritance Program<\/em>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n A few candidates were selected. A few births occurred. But as the children began to grow… something became clear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n They were talented. Strong. Naturally gifted in the magical arts. But they weren\u2019t prodigies<\/em>. Not at the same level as Idore. They hadn\u2019t inherited greatness instantly, and many had expected miracles.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Some nations had been waiting for a child stronger than Idore himself, an evolution.<\/p>\n\n\n\n That didn\u2019t happen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Combined with rising ethical concerns, criticism, and the fear of unpredictable outcomes, the program was quietly shut down. The children who had been born through it were stripped of their records, renamed, and allowed to live as ordinary citizens. Their legacy was buried.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But the truth didn\u2019t stay hidden forever.<\/p>\n\n\n\n One of those children, Kayzel<\/em>, had discovered it. Through fragmented documents, quiet whispers, and unsealed memories, he unraveled the truth of his own origin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n And when that secret came to light, panic followed. The country feared scandal. Headlines were narrowly avoided. But surprisingly, the facts surrounding the Grand Magus\u2019 involvement, especially Idore\u2019s, were still on record. It had simply been long forgotten.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Even more surprising, Idore had been the only<\/em> Grand Magus to participate in the experiment. None of the others had donated their essence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n There was a reason for that.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Because after the project\u2019s failure, the Grand Magus Council had agreed on something different.<\/p>\n\n\n\n They would never have children.<\/p>\n\n\n\n No heirs. No bloodline. No legacy through birth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Why?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Because they feared that children would become a weakness. A vulnerability that enemies could exploit. And worse, what if those children, born with great power, developed their own twisted goals?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Even if the Grand Magus were united in their ideals, no one could predict how their offspring would act in the future. Power without guidance was dangerous. And what would happen after the Grand Magus were gone? Would the children fight over succession? Over ideology?<\/p>\n\n\n\n To prevent that, a new system was chosen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Each Grand Magus would select a personal successor, but only when they sensed their own magic beginning to fade. Since the magic core resided in one\u2019s heart, the decline came with age. When their health declined, so too would their magical strength.<\/p>\n\n\n\n They could force their magic to work, of course. But doing so would shorten their lives significantly. And there was one mage, a certain someone, who knew this more than anyone else.<\/p>\n\n\n\n This shift in legacy, this rejection of bloodlines, was what ultimately gave rise to the Era of Mages.<\/p>\n\n\n\n A world where anyone, regardless of their origin, could rise to power if their magic and will were strong enough.<\/p>\n\n\n\n A world where the Grand Magus wasn\u2019t born… but made.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “I see now…” Moze said, nodding slowly. “I knew bits and pieces, but not the full picture. So if Kayzel really is<\/em> one of those children… then that makes him special. Doesn\u2019t it? As long as his magic grows strong enough… he could become a Grand Magus one day.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n “It\u2019s weird, isn\u2019t it?” Moze continued. “Ending the whole project so early. No one really knew how powerful those children could become until they got older.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n “Exactly,” Chiba replied. “And that\u2019s why some believe the results haven\u2019t come yet. Some believe that in the near future… we\u2019ll see a generation of mages who rise far beyond what anyone imagined.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n Her eyes turned toward the training fields in the distance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “And Kayzel might just be one of them.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n ****<\/p>\n\n\n\n ****<\/p>\n\n\n\n For updates for MWS and future works, please follow me on my social media below.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Instagram: Jksmanga<\/p>\n\n\n\n Patreon*: jksmanga<\/p>\n\n\n\n Chapter 1396: Wind and Will<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n The two teams had taken their places, each standing on opposite sides of the arena. Piba and Yolden stood within their designated circles, eyes locked forward as Kayzel and Rupert from the Central Academy stepped confidently into theirs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cDo you have any idea what we should do?\u201d Yolden whispered nervously. \u201cMaybe\u2026 maybe we should just take the loss on this one. It\u2019s not the main event anyway, so it\u2019s not like it matters that much.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n But Piba only offered a soft smile in response.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI don\u2019t wish to lose,\u201d he said calmly. \u201cAnd besides, look at the crowd.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Yolden turned, her gaze sweeping across the gathered students and spectators. That\u2019s when she noticed them, Bones and Nannan, two more students from the Central Academy, watching from below. They wore subtle smiles, their eyes full of silent judgment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI was wondering why we kept running into students from Central,\u201d Yolden muttered. \u201cCould they have followed us here? Is this payback for what Chiba did\u2026 are they trying to overwhelm us?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n She wasn\u2019t completely wrong. Her intuition was sharp, but she lacked one crucial detail, Kayzel\u2019s personality. If she knew what kind of person he was, she might have guessed more accurately.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cRegardless of why we keep seeing them,\u201d Piba said, his voice steady, \u201cwe are mages. Students of Wilton Academy. We train to grow stronger, to improve. I don\u2019t want to throw that away by giving up without a fight. We should do our best, no matter who\u2019s watching.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Yolden hesitated, then gave a small nod. Piba\u2019s words had struck something in her. She\u2019d been ready to surrender before even trying. Now, she felt foolish for even considering it. They would fight, not for pride, not to impress, but for themselves.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAll right,\u201d she said, squaring her shoulders. \u201cLet\u2019s talk strategy.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n On the other side of the field, Rupert scoffed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cLook at them,\u201d he muttered to Kayzel. \u201cThey\u2019ve cast a silence spell between themselves. Must think whatever trick they\u2019re hiding is going to win them the match.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Eventually, the discussions ended. The silence spells faded. Both groups nodded to the professor, confirming that they were ready to begin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThey\u2019re going to be in for quite the surprise,\u201d Kayzel said with a smirk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The arena went still. A moment later, the bottom of the slab in the center lit up, its golden glow signaling that it was now active, able to be moved by magic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n In unison, Kayzel and Rupert raised their arms. They both cast wind magic, not a complex spell, but pure elemental force. A massive, concentrated burst of wind to push the slab to the opposing side. It wasn\u2019t the most elegant move, but it was fast and direct.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The idea was simple: end it in one powerful push.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But at the exact same moment, Piba and Yolden responded. Without hesitation, they too summoned wind magic, using all the power they could muster in a single, full-force blast.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The slab shifted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It moved toward Kayzel and Rupert\u2019s side, but not far enough to declare victory. The light on the slab pulsed, indicating that no winner had yet been decided.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThey used the same tactic!\u201d one of the students in the crowd shouted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Neither team had held back. Neither had played defensive. Both had gambled everything on one explosive move.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I expected as much, Yolden thought to herself, her eyes focused. There are a lot of tricks to this game, but one thing no one\u2019s done yet is try to truly understand their opponent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n She took a breath, thinking through what she knew.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Every student we\u2019ve met from the Central Academy has been cocky. They act superior to every other school. That\u2019s just the average student. So it\u2019s no surprise that the top students feel the same way.<\/p>\n\n\n\n For them, it\u2019s not just about winning, it\u2019s about dominating. Making a scene. They probably planned to finish this match in one blow, right from the start. If we\u2019d tried anything else\u2026 it would\u2019ve worked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Now, the match had hit a deadlock. The slab hovered near the middle, and Piba and Yolden were pouring magic into it, enough to prevent it from sliding any further, but not enough to push it back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhat should we do now?\u201d Rupert asked, glancing nervously at Kayzel.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cIsn\u2019t it obvious?\u201d Kayzel replied, keeping calm. \u201cWe have some leeway with the slab. Our wind element is stronger than theirs. Just hold out for a second.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Kayzel stopped channeling wind and stepped back. He began preparing a more complex spell, something stronger, something bigger. Rupert continued pushing with his wind, but he could already feel the resistance fading. The slab was drifting back toward the center.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNow\u2019s our chance!\u201d Yolden shouted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Together, she and Piba ceased their magic, for just a moment. They inhaled, focused, and then released another strong burst of wind magic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It was the same tactic as before, just raw elemental force, but there was a difference this time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n A soft, white glow surrounded them both.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Moon magic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Now, with the moon\u2019s enchantment boosting their power, Piba\u2019s wind spell surged forward. It combined with Yolden\u2019s, their magic synchronizing perfectly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Kayzel\u2019s eyes widened. He reacted fast, canceling the spell he was building. He tried to assist Rupert, but it was too late.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The slab shot across the center line, wind tearing across the field. With one clean push, it slammed into the opposing side and stopped.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The arena went silent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n A second later, the golden light flashed, indicating a winner had been decided.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWe did it!\u201d Yolden cried out. \u201cWe actually did it! You were right! We won! We beat them! Hah!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n She collapsed to her knees, overcome with relief and disbelief.<\/p>\n\n\n\n On the other side, Rupert looked toward Kayzel.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cHey, are you all right?\u201d he asked, unsure. \u201cI mean\u2026 it\u2019s just a small event, right? We can win the real ones later.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n But Kayzel\u2019s expression didn\u2019t soften.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNo,\u201d he said quietly. \u201cDidn\u2019t you hear what they told us?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n He clenched his fists.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWe have to win everything. No exceptions.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n ***<\/p>\n\n\n\n ****<\/p>\n\n\n\n For updates for MWS and future works, please follow me on my social media below.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Instagram: Jksmanga<\/p>\n\n\n\n Patreon*: jksmanga<\/p>\n\n\n\n Chapter 1397: The Victory\u2019s Shadow<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n After their unexpected victory, Piba and Yolden had no interest in taking part in the ongoing events any longer. And truthfully, no one expected them to. After defeating students from the Central Academy, the most prestigious of them all, they had already done what most thought was impossible.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Still, deep down, the two of them knew something about that win, it wasn\u2019t flawless. It hadn\u2019t been overwhelming domination. It had been clever. Strategic. A bit of trickery, even. And they both silently acknowledged that if they were to face those Central Academy students again\u2026 they might not win a second time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n That was the risk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Right now, people could claim it was a fluke. An upset. A once-in-a-lifetime kind of thing. But if they were to lose a rematch, then it would just be humiliation. All the praise they had earned would vanish.<\/p>\n\n\n\n So instead of taking that risk, they stepped off the stage.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Waiting for them at the edge of the platform were Chiba and Moze, both bursting with pride.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cHaha! You did it! You actually did it!\u201d Moze shouted, practically jumping with excitement. \u201cYou should\u2019ve seen the looks on the Central Academy students\u2019 faces! They were so smug, so sure of themselves, like victory was already in their hands! And Chiba, man, the way she was talking about that guy, it was like she already had her \u2018it\u2019s okay you lost\u2019 speech ready to go!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Chiba\u2019s cheeks flushed red.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI was just making them aware of how skilled their opponents were. That\u2019s all!\u201d she shot back, clearly flustered. \u201cNow that they\u2019ve won, that should tell you just how impressive their victory was. Otherwise, you wouldn\u2019t have known any better!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Moze smirked, letting it go. It was obvious they were all proud. Piba and Yolden had made their mark.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou used your moon magic, didn\u2019t you?\u201d Moze asked, curious. \u201cThat was your trump card, right? I bet they never saw that one coming!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Piba gave a humble smile and pointed to Yolden instead.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI only played a small part in the win,\u201d he said. \u201cThe whole thing was Yolden\u2019s plan. Without her\u2026 I doubt we could\u2019ve pulled it off.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNo, no,\u201d Yolden protested quickly, raising her hands. \u201cDon\u2019t go putting all the credit on me. Without your moon magic, we wouldn\u2019t have had a way to win at all. I was only able to do what I did because certain pieces were in place.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n She glanced back toward the stage, where the Central Academy students had stood just moments ago.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI figured, being top-tier students from Central, they wouldn\u2019t show their full strength, not at something like this. If any of them had a special affinity or a unique trait, they\u2019d keep it hidden. It wouldn\u2019t be worth showing their cards.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n She gave Piba a nod.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cBut you were willing to reveal your power. Your moon magic let us win, even if it meant exposing what you could do.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n The others listened carefully. If Yolden had predicted all that, then it meant she had understood not just the battle, but the people involved. Chiba was always praised for being a genius in the heat of a fight, a true tactician. But there was another type of genius: one who could strategize from the outside, reading patterns and predicting behavior.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Yolden might just be one of those.<\/p>\n\n\n\n On the other side of the arena, Kayzel and Rupert had regrouped with their classmates. Bones and Nannan stood stiffly, unsure of what to say. Frustration clouded their expressions, they knew that same bitterness too well.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThat guy\u2026 he used moon magic, right?\u201d Ponzo finally said. \u201cI\u2019ve seen that affinity before. They must\u2019ve really wanted to win, if they were willing to reveal something like that now. It just means we can prepare for it in future events.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n There was a brief silence. Everyone seemed to be waiting to hear what Kayzel would say.<\/p>\n\n\n\n He turned his head slightly, just enough to see the Wilton students walking off in the distance. His eyes narrowed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWe need to deal with them,\u201d Kayzel said coldly. \u201cBefore the next event. They pulled off a stupid little trick, and they\u2019re going to learn that it\u2019s going to cost them, dearly.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n The group followed his gaze, then began tailing the Wilton students. They kept their distance, careful not to be spotted, watching and waiting for the right moment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Meanwhile, unaware they were being followed, the Wilton students continued to walk around the fairgrounds. The events had started to blur together. They had seen most of what the fair had to offer. With their earlier victory still fresh and their spirits high, they didn\u2019t want to risk dampening the mood.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cShould we just head back to the dorms and rest?\u201d Moze asked. \u201cThe teachers said we\u2019re meeting an hour from now in front of the coliseum, right?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI think that might be one of the smartest suggestions you\u2019ve made,\u201d Chiba said, chuckling. \u201cI\u2019m wondering if we should try to find the others first. Maybe they want to rest too.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWe\u2019ve been walking around for a while and still haven\u2019t run into them,\u201d she added. \u201cMaybe while we\u2019re back at the dorm, we can talk about what to do next.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n The group decided it was worth spending a little time searching for the others, at the very least, to let them know about their plan to head back. Still, part of them hesitated. They didn\u2019t really want to get involved in whatever the others were doing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n They couldn\u2019t deny it, they were still classmates. Still part of the same academy. But the truth\u2026 the whole truth\u2026 complicated things.<\/p>\n\n\n\n In the end, the search was fruitless. The fair was too massive, the crowds too thick, and the events too numerous.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI guess we should just head back to the dorms,\u201d Chiba said with a shrug. \u201cWe\u2019ll see them in front of the coliseum anyway, right?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYeah, sure,\u201d Moze replied. \u201cBut before that, I need to answer nature\u2019s call.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n His eyes darted toward the nearby restroom.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI guess I should go too,\u201d Piba added, grinning. \u201cI\u2019ll head with you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Chiba raised an eyebrow and smirked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAnd here I thought it was just girls who went to the bathroom together,\u201d she teased.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The girls continued talking casually, thinking nothing of the two boys heading off.<\/p>\n\n\n\n They had no idea that four Central Academy students were quietly following behind them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n ****<\/p>\n\n\n\n For updates on My Werewolf System, Dark Magus, and future works, follow me on social media!<\/p>\n\n\n\n Instagram: @jksmanga<\/p>\n\n\n\n *Patreon: jksmanga<\/p>\n\n\n\n Moze and Piba had stepped into the restroom, expecting nothing more than a routine break.<\/p>\n\n\n\n At the end of the day, even as mages, they were still human. And humans had basic needs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Piba headed toward the row of urinals, while Moze shuffled in behind him, eyes already scanning for space.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “What the heck, man?” Moze suddenly grumbled, noticing where Piba had stopped. “There are five urinals. Five<\/em>. And you decided to use the one right next to me<\/em>?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n Piba shrugged with a wide grin. “It was just the closest one.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n “Do I look like I care about efficiency?” Moze shot back. “I can\u2019t pee with you standing so close.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n But it was already too late. Piba\u2019s stream was flowing freely, completely unfazed. Moze sighed and stepped away with a shake of his head. As he adjusted and zipped up, something strange made him pause.<\/p>\n\n\n\n He felt it before he saw it, an unsettling shift in the atmosphere.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “Oh? What\u2019s wrong?” Piba teased without turning his head. “Decided to join me side by side after all?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n There was no answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The silence was sharp, eerie even. Piba finished up and turned around, his smirk vanishing the moment he caught sight of what had left Moze speechless.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Standing across the tiled floor were four figures, and none of them were smiling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Kayzel. Rupert. Ponzo. Bones.<\/p>\n\n\n\n All from the Central Academy. All among the strongest students in the entire tournament.<\/p>\n\n\n\n And none of them were anywhere near the urinals. They had entered the room for one reason, and it wasn\u2019t to relieve themselves.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Moze instinctively stepped beside Piba, suddenly feeling very, very small.<\/p>\n\n\n\n People often underestimated Moze. He could be loud, reckless, even foolish at times. But he wasn\u2019t stupid. He could read a situation, and this one screamed danger. Four elite mages didn\u2019t corner you in a bathroom just to talk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “I\u2019m guessing your little academy was feeling pretty proud of itself,” Kayzel said coolly, stepping forward. “Pulling off a win like that? Impressive moon affinity. Truly.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n His voice was casual, but his words were laced with venom.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “It\u2019s a shame, really. If only you hadn\u2019t shown your magic… then I wouldn\u2019t have to do this.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n With no warning, Kayzel launched forward and struck.<\/p>\n\n\n\n His leg moved so fast it was almost invisible, like it had been fired from a spell. There was a loud CRACK<\/em> as his foot connected with Piba\u2019s knee.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The joint buckled inward with a sickening crunch.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Piba would have collapsed if Moze hadn\u2019t caught him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “You can scream all you like,” Rupert said calmly. “We\u2019ve placed a silence spell over this entire space. No one outside will hear you. And we\u2019ve made sure no one else can enter.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n Moze\u2019s mind was spinning. The attack hadn\u2019t felt magical, but the force behind that kick… it wasn\u2019t normal. Not even close.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “What are you doing<\/em>?!” Moze shouted, lightning crackling around his fingertips.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But the spark never left his hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Bones raised his own hand and fired a spell, twin streaks of lightning that struck both of Moze\u2019s arms.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The pain was immediate.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The blast surged through him, arcing from his shoulders to his wrists. At the same time, Piba\u2019s hands were caught in the backlash, rendering both of them unable to cast. Their limbs twitched uncontrollably, overloaded by the spell.<\/p>\n\n\n\n And that was just the beginning.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Kayzel, moving with perfect timing, conjured two fireballs. They twisted in his palms, condensed and burning white-hot, the kind of spell that could melt steel if focused long enough.<\/p>\n\n\n\n He thrust them forward, slamming both directly into the stomachs of the Wilton students.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The flame surged.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Their uniforms, enchanted to withstand basic damage, did their best, but the heat seared through, scorching fabric and skin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Before their bodies could slam into the tiled walls, Rupert cast another spell, raising a wall of solid earth behind them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n BAM!<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n They crashed into it hard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The pain radiated through their spines, and the force knocked the breath out of their lungs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n And still… no one came.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The battle had barely begun, but Moze and Piba already knew the truth, this wasn\u2019t a fight they could win. Not in a fair duel. Not with these odds.<\/p>\n\n\n\n These weren\u2019t just fellow students.<\/p>\n\n\n\n They were predators.<\/p>\n\n\n\n And this ambush… it was intentional. A message.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “We both know,” Piba coughed, “that fighting outside the events is against the rules<\/em>. You\u2019re going to be in serious<\/em> trouble for this. Why? Why go this far?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n Kayzel strolled over to them, his footsteps echoing off the cold tile. He knelt beside them, electricity dancing between his fingers, forming a cruel arc of lightning.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “Rules?” Kayzel smirked. “Those don\u2019t apply to us. We\u2019re<\/em> the ones hosting this event. Those rules were just there to stop you lot<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n from whining when you lost.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n The Central Academy students… this was who they really were?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Moze and Piba had grown up hearing stories of how prestigious Central was. Of how powerful and noble their students were, leaders in the making.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But now?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Looking up from the bathroom floor, bruised and burned, all they saw were tyrants in uniforms.<\/p>\n\n\n\n For some reason, both boys remembered something Raze had once said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n People should be judged by their actions.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n And right now, Central Academy was showing its true face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “Do you know what happens,” Kayzel whispered, “if I insert my magic directly into your cores?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n His voice was low, almost gentle.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “It destroys them. Permanently. You\u2019ll never cast magic again. You\u2019ll be nobodies. You\u2019ll be laughed out of your academy. Forgotten.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n He stood up again, towering over them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n “We were going to win our rematch anyway. But now? Now we\u2019ll make sure your little moment of victory ends in tragedy. You\u2019ll be the bottom of the barrel, outclassed by everyone. A reminder of what happens when you embarrass us<\/em>.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n ****<\/p>\n\n\n\n ****<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n For updates for MWS and future works, please follow me on my social media below.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Instagram: Jksmanga<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n P.a.t.r.e.o.n: jksmanga<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n When news of MVS, MWS or any other series comes out, you will be able to see it there first, and you can reach out to me. If I\u2019m not too busy, I tend to reply.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Report chapter <\/a>Comments<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n Chapter 1394: Magic in the Bloodline Before jumping into the event, the Wilton Academy group agreed it would be best to observe a few matches first. It gave them time to study the competition, to figure out what techniques were most effective, and, more importantly, how the challenge actually worked. 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