It went without a doubt Mike's attention was very much clued to the lesson. He then raised a harm.
"Mr Silver, I see you have raised your hand. Have anything you want to say?"
He stood up and cleared his throat.
"Sir if a few can awaken this power, why is there a class specifically for it. Won't I be shouting out loud to those bad actors that I have this kind of power?"
Following that he sat back down.
"That is a very good question Mr. Silver. But you see there are two types of Spiritual powers. The pure kind and the imitated."
He went to the chalkboard and wrote something.
"You see, the pure route like Headmistress is effortless. Hers work with the flow of nature. Meaning she is not expending any form of energy to command it, and as her spirituality grows. She is able to bond more with the world energy around her"
Then he pointed to the other one.
"Then we have the imitated kind. This uses Soul force, You need to train hard for at least 200 years if you wanted to catch up with a newly awakened pure spiritual user"
He walked closer to the students.
"Now I understand you might be wondering, why work hard for something so miniscule,well.. Let me give you an example"
He reached out an arm, and a simple fire ignited. Nothing special, a single breath can take it out. He then closed his eyes. The silence changed. If the silence from before was empty this time it became alive.
The force in the room came to life, and concentrated itself on the fire.
FffffBhhhM!
The once uninteresting flame suddenly became ferocious, threatening to burn down the ceiling. The temperature significantly increased, even those from a bloodline with the affinity for fire type were sweating.
Mike's eyes were twice their size. He knew his case was special but such a boost in power was no joke, to top it off, he actually gets assistance from the world energy as well. Meaning he could spam weak spells but still at a tank of strong spells.
One of the students raised their hands. He had scaly hands and dark red eyes. Clearly he is from a fire type bloodline. Perhaps a lesser dragon or salamander.
"Sir, you mean I have to wait 200 hundred years for my magic to be amplified like that?"
Ahem! The Professor cleared his throat.
"First of all I take offense that you believe that I am anywhere near 200 years of age. I just turned 40 two months ago. And I have only been practising Spiritual energy imitation art for 20 years. And one last thing, I wasn't even using full focus on that flame. I think perhaps 60% was used."
As he was explaining the classroom's eye where fully focused, trying not to miss a word.
"You could see results as soon as the first year. Though negligible. It could boost your attack by 3 percent I believe. But take this moment to appreciate those who naturally have this kind of power. They practically have 200 years of out training out of the gate"
It then dawned on them. Their homeroom Professor is still so young but he could have that huge boost in power. How powerful would his power be if he continued for 180 more years.
"Now I understand why there are bad actors out there, how could I overlook such a boost in power, and it comes without limit. I can overloook the price my body takes if I could use that power constantly"
"Sir, what is the price they pay for this power?"
"Well the Headmaster or Satan hadn't reveal that piece of information"
The classes continued for the entire morning giving Mike an understanding on how power works and some other knowledge he severely lacked.
Soon it was breaktime and it was time to head to the cafeteria.
Ring!
"That will be it for now. We'll continue our classes after"
Everyone prepared to go get something to eat. Mike felt a slight tap on his shoulder. When he turned back, he found it was his new sit neighbour.
"Want to get something to eat, I'll show you the academy while we walk"
The entire class stood in shock. Today was hit after hit of shock for them. Clearly this Miss Hanna was an interesting character. Mike paid it no mind and accepted her invitation. While walking he realised something, all the girls viewed him with an interested look. But the boys seem ready to pounce on him.
"Hey you there!"
"Hey, are you hard of hearing?"
Mike turned his head wondering who was being called. But when he turned his head he was surprised to find that many eyes were trained on him. Including from the person who the voice originated from.
"Is it me you are calling?"
"I don't see my eyes looking at anyone else but you."
Clearly this new arrival didn't come with good intentions. But Mike remembered the words Satan said to him this morning.
"So it would seem, why have you called me?
The young man had a smug look on his face, oozing arrogance mistaken for confidence. He wasn't bad to look at but he wasn't good looking either.
He walked closer to Mike.
"I have come here merely as a messenger. Seeing as you are a new face, it shall be forgiven but be careful whose fiance you are walking with next time"
Mike's eyes shifted to Hanna, her face shifted to that of disgust. Clearly she wasn't happy with being labeled as a fiance.
"Mindra, Tell Zenif that whoever I walk with has nothing to do with him. He can't control what I do in my academy years. He either accepts that or I cancel our agreement"
The arrogance never left the young man's face, he shifted his eyes to Mike.
"Well, I wasn't speaking with you lady Blazeworth. So what do you say kid, There are places you could play and there places you should stay clear off"
Mike was dazed at this moment. When everyone looked at him, they immediately thought he was so scared he couldn't speak or face Mindra in the eye. Seeing this Mindra smile grew wider. Hanna was looking at his dazed look with a wondering gaze. She questioned what was happening in his mind. Mike's focus was somewhere else.
Satan's Contract first official mission.
The Demonlord never backs down.
-A force of destruction never asks an obstacle to kindly get in its way. It would appear you have met your first opponent. It is time to assert your dominance.
Mission: Assert your document.
Take down your opponent without using any soul force or spiritual energy
Penalty of failure: Spiritual energy will be blocked for 2 weeks
There is no reward.
After Mike finally saw the contract at work for the first time. He had been wondering how it would help him grow, but it seems this damn contract just wants to get him in trouble. He was planning to avoid this situation if he could help it.Sure he would give this arrogant fellow a good punch.
But that didn't mean he was interested in this chick's situation and her issues. Hell they just met and she is the one who came to him. But alas, the punch has been promoted to an authentic ass whooping.
"A damn mutt just barked at me. Too bad the owner is not here, I would have given him a good kicking for failing to train his damn dog"
*Silence.
Everyone including Hanna stared at Mike as if they just heard wrong.
"What did you say… Boy"
Mike started to fan away the air on his nose while the other hand blocked his face.
"First of all, you have a mouth capable of putting down a wild beast, this alone should get you fined and secondly you heard me. I will not allow some who sees themself as nothing but a door mat bark orders at me"
This time, they actually heard it, it wasn't their ears acting out.
Hahahah
"Good, very good, it has been long since I kicked someone's ass that It would seem even a no name thinks he could just speak to me anyway they please."
Bam!
The next moment, Mike saw himself fly back. But instead of hitting the ground on his back, he just skidded back on his feet.
"Even when I gave you a chance to punch, you still disappoint, this time I really want to speak to the owner, how could he pride himself with such a weak mutt"
Mindra's face turned red, his anger flared up. His speed exponentially increased and threw punches. Mike gently swayed to the side and stretched out his hand, next thing Mindra's hand was stuck in his string grip.
Elbow out and Midra found himself flying backhitting the wall.
"That's it fuck the rules I can't have a first year disrespecting me"
His soul force flared up, his aura turning browning purple.
"Damn, why did he have to go and antagonise him"
Doesn't he know Mindra is in the top 200 of the second years?