The Necromancer's Prince

Chapter 8

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Type yawns at the words of whoever-hell-who-are-blocking-his-way.

"... go back where you have come from, Nerc."

"To the grave perhaps."

"Is it true that you have sex with the corpses?"

Type does not respond. Bullying is not cool but if he responds, who will be in more trouble?

"You have some nerve to join the grad program, you bloody soul sucker."

Another one joins the gang and Type rolls his eyes.

"Ka-Ak dropped out! Good riddance! Finally! Teacher Menkahn told me. He is happy that no one is dragging his alchemy classes anymore."

Now that hurts.

If the teachers do not have patience to uplift the underprivileged students, what good are they trying bring with education?

It will always be the same answers. 'Cannot focus on stupid children when they have brilliant children who need to learn.'

"Only six more to go." The new guy snarls at Type. "Look, we need education. Like real education. Your stupidity takes away the chance of another one of us..."

A sandal comes flying and smacks to the side of the blabber mouth.

"Us? Oh ho... You decide yourself? Who the hell are you, Even? Suddenly worried about education? Some brilliant you are! Your HC result is out. You failed dipshit!"

Type turns surprised to where the emotional damage is coming from.

"And you want to know who passed? This guy!"

It is that kid from the other day... what is his name? Teno? Tanco?

"Techno, you stay out of this? You are not a proper wizard!"

Ahhh... yeah. Techno.

"Oh, who died and made you the Sorter? Huh? If you so brilliant beings are the wizards, then I do not want to be a proper wizard. Vheinin!"

Techno curses and even Type scrunches his face at the insult.

"I told you to stay out of this." The guy Even, takes hold of Techno's collar to shake him and Type decides to intervene.

Small bursts of ashes rises from Type's palm and he gently holds Even's wrist. "Take your hands off him or you will be sorry."

"You soul suckers do not scare me!" Even spits as his friends circle around them.

"Then you all are very stupid for people who claims to be brilliant beings. We suck souls and I can do it too. Wanna try?" Type's eyes turn white and smirks when the bullies take a step back leaving Even alone to deal with Type.

"You cast a spell, so much as ruffle my hair... you will be thrown out, Necro!"

Even has a point there and Type is about to answer that he does not care if gets thrown out for standing up against bullies but...

"But I will not be!" Techno shrugs away from Even's hold, takes his other sandal and start beating the heck out of Even.

Type blinks when Techno does not stop his beating seeing Even curled on the floor.

"Do not harass my friend!" Techno screams, sits on the bully's back and smacks harder and harder on the boy's head.

Type looks around for some teacher to show but... nada!