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Lank placed his hand on Nix's temples, making a circular motion.

Nix's eyes widened at the sudden intrusion. Unintentionally, his eyes glowed.

In a few seconds, he marveled at his ability to see everything far much better than he had expected.

"You could do this before?" Nix gasped in awe and admiration.

He was more than grateful that the system had made him take a bold step in approaching Lank.

The first thought that came to mind was intentionally walking into the darkest place just to test out how far he could go with this borrowed ability.

The mystery surrounding Lank's abilities was yet to be solved.

Lank raised his shoulder, "not that I really enjoy it, they..." He looked at his side and then behind himself before speaking.

Confirming that they weren't been spied on, "...had extracted this from him on numerous occasions for whatever secret testing and mutation." He said in a whisper.

Nix's mood darkened at the direct mention of the organization.

Lank staggered forward at the push at his back.

"Mr. Gaviel?" Lank questioned with a raise of his brow.

"Lank?" Mr. Gaviel did a brief body scan. "You look fine," he said with a laugh.

A ring of luminous light levitated in front of him. This merely only illuminated a few meters in front and the sides of him.

'So his magic is related to luminance.' Nix kept quiet as he shoved his hands into his pocket.

A part of himself was troubled by the constant trouble that crossed his path whenever he tried to do things like a normal human would.

Regret had been what he had felt ever since he had stepped foot into the G&M class.

It would have been best if he had taken a personal vacation and stayed as he had originally wanted to do all along.

Whoosh!

A gust of wind sucked on the dark fog, the darkness moving in the direction of the window.

"Mast–"

Mr. Gaviel covered the mouth of his fellow teacher, his face stern and disappointed by the slip the male teacher would have caused.

"Are we good?!" He questioned the teacher.

Getting a nod of confirmation, he slowly let go of the teacher's lips.

The fog was almost totally sucked out, the students who had been trapped in their darkest fears, were slowly getting back their sanity.

Nix's head darted towards the window, having followed the teacher's conversation.

Narrowing his eyes, he dashed towards the window, wanting to get a glimpse of the big bad, the unnamed in his mother's scroll.

The last bit of fog had been sucked in, leaving Mrs. Neider unconscious on the floor.

Torn by his loyalty to the organization and his willingness to help Mrs. Neider. Mr. Gaviel picked the latter, rushing to her side.

Confident that their master couldn't be seen so easily, nor would he want a disturbance in what he had planned for such a long time.

"Class is dismissed for today!" Mr. Gaviel commanded in a loud voice.

Gritting his teeth, it was at these moments that he wished Mr. Zhao or Miss Sesa were actively present in the academy.

'This would have been readily solved, without master's interference!'

He gave a glare to the other teachers who stood like the other students, unsure of how to coordinate them.

"What the hell is wrong with you all?!" He yelled in frustration, his glasses falling to the floor. Looking down momentarily at it, he brought back his attention towards them and frowned.

This was the very first time they had all seen him this mad. They began to leave the class in clusters, and murmuring ensued thereafter.

Mr. Gaviel's breathing was uneven from the shouting. Sad about the escape of Ayanami.

He didn't understand how and why she had done what she did or had the nerve to go against one of the rules against letting Mrs. Neider in on a user with the fire rank.

A stray tear trickled down his eyes as he was struck with two mountain-like burdens on his heart.

The first is the drastic change of one of his top students in magic class.

Even at the thought of that, it didn't hurt as much as the lady in his arms that he rocked, hoping with every inch of his being, that she would wake up.

Anyone who is termed as a hindrance or disturbance in his plans, he doesn't hesitate in putting an end to their lives.

With the method he had used to suck the fog engulfing the whole classroom, he was sure to suck up her life force too.

His hands trailed on her pale face, her rosy lips were slowly turning a dark purple and shrinking. Looked at the rose-shaped medal hung on her neck on a chain.

He watched as the once bright red was slowly cracking and getting darker until it shattered into tiny pieces.

"Noooo!" He yelled in despair, hugging her tighter, hoping to give her some warmth.

'I failed to protect you!' He teared up, burying his head in her shoulder as his body rocked from the stifled tears that he couldn't let out for fear of what his master could do to her body while his presence is still very much alive outside the window.

Nix had a tight grip on the window sill, breathing heavily. Instead of a person, what he had witnessed was merely a portal that had sucked the fog.

"Hello, Nix!" A smoky voice came through from the portal with a snicker.

Nix's eyes widened at the identification, but then soon calmed his racing heart, realizing he should have known about him if Mr. Zhao could be readily interested in his actions.

A flash of memory crossed his head.

"Arrgh!" He staggered backward, caught by Lank.

"I got you," Lank assured him with a nod.

Nix held his head, unsure about what he had seen. Those weren't the original Nix's memory, but rather his mother's.

"Nix?" Lank questioned, tapping his face. "Talk to me."