Another deafening scream joined the chorus as the youth’s form suddenly erupted in a blaze.
Just like the youth before, he instantly tried to use mana, but it was completely to no avail. The flames were still scorching and were ravaging his form without pity.
Once again, Atticus moved.
His form slowly and deliberately approached another one of the assailants trying to crawl away on the floor.
Their limbs were completely unusable, and despite the fact that some of them were advanced+ rank, their passive healing abilities weren’t nearly enough to heal an injury this severe.
Their unusable limbs made their attempts at crawling away seem like a bunch of fish trying to move on land, pathetic.
As Atticus controlled the air to wrap around the form of the youth, the youth rapidly started speaking before he was even turned around,
“W-wait! I’ll tell you! T-the one who sent us is-” the youth couldn’t even finish speaking before his artifact suddenly lit up.
Instantly, he let out a vibrating scream as tendrils of golden lightning snaked around his form, shocking him intensely.
Atticus watched with raised eyebrows as the youth trembled and convulsed on the ground in response to the electric shock.
‘It’s the artifact’s doing so it obviously can’t be a mana contract,’ Atticus pondered.
He had experienced first-hand how a mana contract reacted any time a person was about to break the words specified in the contract.
He remembered vividly what happened to Helodor back at the Raven camp when he had questioned him.
Given the fact that it was the artifact enforcing the punishment, Atticus was reminded of the contract feature the Raven camp had introduced.
‘An upgraded version then?’ Atticus surmised.
He could clearly recall that that feature didn’t have any physical punishment should one try to break the contract. But this current situation was obviously different.
Atticus walked away from the youth convulsing on the floor and approached another youth.
He didn’t even have to say anything. The screams of the two burning youths were enough to instill a deep-rooted fear in each of them.
They knew Atticus wasn’t joking around.
Each of the assailants would rather get electrocuted than go through the experience of having their bodies burn alive!
After a few torturous moments with the number of screaming youth intensifying, each of the assailants lay on the ground, convulsing and shaking as they continuously got electrocuted.
Atticus stared at the youths sprawled on the ground coldly.
Raising his hand, Atticus suddenly clicked on his artifact, swiftly navigating to the oracle section. He subtly muttered under his breath,
“Why are they all getting electrocuted and how can I bypass this to get the information I want?” Atticus consulted the oracle.
The Oracle instantly replied,
The students currently convulsing on the ground are all under an academy contract.
The academy contract is a feature introduced to the academy to serve as a way to consolidate agreements without posing a direct threat to the student’s life, unlike mana contracts which could potentially kill the students if breached.
Every student in the academy has the privilege of creating these contracts and is allowed to impose any reward or punishment should there be a breach.
Without deactivating the contract, it will remain active for as long as the youths are in the academy. Only the creator is allowed to deactivate the contract.
Atticus listened to the Oracle’s explanation quietly. He had already surmised most of what the Oracle just explained already.
Atticus had simply wanted to confirm if all his assumptions had been correct.
And seeing that there was nothing he could do about the current situation, Atticus decided to leave.
‘But before I leave…’ Atticus focused his gaze on the youths getting electrocuted on the floor.
And then with a single thought, their forms instantly erupted in a fit of scorching flames, their screams instantly flooding the whole hall.
Each of them had been getting shocked because they had broken the academy contracts.
Despite the fact that they had broken the contract because of him, Atticus still believed that he wasn’t the one giving them the lesson.
He would rather they suffer directly from his hand.
Atticus was the type that didn’t tolerate nonsense no matter the circumstances, and if any individual was foolish enough to show him that nonsense, Atticus would make sure that they all regretted their actions.
Each of the students watching the scene was gazing at him, curious to see what would happen next, and were shocked beyond belief to see him burning the shocking figures of the youth.
Wasn’t that too cruel!
“Mad men,”
One of them couldn’t help but mutter and gulp loudly as Atticus started walking away from the scene with a neutral gaze as though the entire event that just occurred had absolutely nothing to do with him.
Many of them had a huge wake-up call today.
‘Mad men,’ those two words were what many in the human domain, the masses, and even the higher classes alike knew the Ravenstein has.
The bunch of white-haired individuals were crazy, and everyone simply got reminded of that fact today.
The students gathered in the hall watching the scene weren’t dumb.
Even though the faces of the assailants had been burnt scalding red, many of the observers had still been able to recognize some of the assailants currently screaming and burning on the floor.
They were all third years. Each of them had a significant amount of influence in the third year.
Only a certain number of students in the third year were able to get to the advanced+ rank, and these individuals were known as geniuses in the year.
And who amongst them didn’t watch the fight between Atticus and Kael?
They knew well enough that Atticus was a first year. And yet, Atticus had flawlessly beaten the living daylights out of them as though it were nothing.
Each of the 2nd and 3rd years present all sucked in a cold breath.
Didn’t that mean that he could easily defeat them too?
They all gulped.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
