From No Body To Hero
Episode 7's

After a large banquet, the school pound began. All beginner students will hear lectures and boring basic learning like lulabi to sleep for 6 months.

"Hoam....."

Anton yawned and put his head on the table. He wanted to sleep alone hearing the basic foundation of the teacher in front.

While Bern diligently took notes with many books next to him that were gifted by Kleio as well as Anton's parents. Kleio gave it considering Bern was very poor while Anton's parents were very happy to give him learning equipment considering Bern a diligent man unlike their son.

"It's so boring."

Many complain like Anton.

They just wait for the maze game that is held once every month. They have to find a way out in quick time in a 2-man team.

It was to increase teamwork even if they were not on the same team.

The team will be selected by the teacher or choose itself if the teacher is lazy and everything will start the game.

Every month, the labyrinth will be changed to not cause cheating or something like that. Using magic for that makes it harder to cheat.

"You can amplify magic by making magic circles."

The female teacher in robes and in a magician hat spoke and a red colored circle appeared with many magic letters appearing.

"With a magic circle, you can only attack one target, helping a certain person also suppress the magic of the opponent who is inside the circle. Also the colored magic circle follows your identity."

The teacher makes what he says as an example.

"Now, who wants to try?"

Of course, no one wants to go ahead. The teacher snorted and pointed 10 people forward. And of course, Bern is one of them.

But one of the witches approached him.

"Good stick."

The man greeted and his innocent eyes continued to stare at Bern's large staff. With just his appearance alone, everyone knew it was the fifth prince, Zion Mark.

"Wanna try it?"

Bern offered. Zion's eyes twinkled and nodded loudly. He had been waiting for a long time to talk to Bern.

"I'm Zion Mark."

Zion took Bern's hand out on her wand. The teacher could only see it. He could not at will scold a prince just for borrowing someone else's scepter. Later even he was angry with the boss.

"Bern Kailyth."

Bern answered only briefly and coldly. No sign of wanting to be friends.

"Okay, you can start."

The teacher cuts them off and Zion starts focusing her mana. With the help of Bern's wand which was very good at handling it in mana, he succeeded in one try.

The circles that occur are gold in color with complicated symbols that are very luxurious.

Claps. Claps. Claps.

A sound of clapping was heard. But Zion couldn't hear it. He was too impressed with his circle. He was a man who loved sparkling things and his circle made him blind instantly. He was amazed by the circle. Slowly, the circle faded and disappeared due to Zion's loss of focus.

Zion turned her head towards Bern, the real owner of the stick. Bern's stiff lips engraved a subtle smile as if he was proud.

Zion smiled and wanted to hand the wand back. So he approached her. But two steps before reaching it, a circle appeared at Bern's feet.

It wasn't as flashy as that of Zion and the other 8 students. It was only 2 empty circles in white so no one even noticed Bern making a magic circle.

Only the teacher and Zion who were nearby noticed Bern making a magic circle.

Yet only Zion, who was the closest could feel a sense of calm within that circle. But it also brought a sense of sadness that he did not know from where.

Bern opened his eyes and jerked Zion right in front of him and the circle disappeared. But Zion's sparkling eyes did not disappear.

"Let's be friends!"

Zion says that and Bern just takes his wand back and goes to his seat again without giving an answer. Zion also returned to her seat empty-eyed.

"MONEY....."

Uen. He looks cold. Yet Zion did not seem to care at all about that cold gaze.

"He doesn't want to be friends with me."

Uen sighed and massaged his nose shaft.

"She won't talk as easily because she's Leio's sister's dog. You should have known that."

Zion poked her lips in dissatisfaction.

"I was very nice to him. Mom was nice to him too. I'm not like a 2 and 3."

Uen just turned his face away unconcerned. But his eyes glanced at Zion who was staring hard at Bern and full of envy at Anton who spoke to Bern even though Bern ignored him.

'It's gonna be a little hard.'

Zion's behavior is that she will try apapon to get what she wants. But all he wanted was something childish.

"Ahems. Now, open up your Grimoires."

Now this is a magic class. So a class that is not a witch just wants to sleep.

"As basic magic, you must have tried it in the library, right. Now, you can try to open the second page."

All the pounds open the second page and find there's a new spell there. Bern raised his hand at that moment.

"Yes." Yeah."

Teacher gave Bern permission to speak.

"But I have 4 pages already filled. So how's this?"

The teacher recalled that there was a boy named Bern in his class who refused the medal.

Bern nodded in understanding. There are some people who feel that Bern just wants to boast. Bern asked out of respect for his teacher. As smart as a disciple's apapon, they were still inferior to his teacher. Teachers are like parents because they are willing to give knowledge to others.

"After this second page, you must create your own magic or read other magic books. Develop yourself and your efforts will be recorded in your grimoire. That's how it works."

The teacher explained it.

'Like there's no point. I know what you guys think. But with a grimoire, your magic becomes twice as powerful."

The teacher could see the faces of the students starting to change about the grimoire. But only Bern is not interested in that.

"Learner Bern, do you have some words you want to say?"

The teacher wanted to know what the quiet boy was thinking. Bern stood up to answer.

"You can go ahead and give your opinion to all."

Bern could calmly descend again without any nervousness of a student.

"Give your opinion to the whole class."

The teacher with a gentle smile said that.

"[The day of chaos.]"

Everyone gasped when Bern cast a spell.

"[Hero will also appear.]"

Bern chanted it while making his grimoire float with mana. It was a spell on the fourth page.

Everyone felt extremely afraid even to look towards Bern. They feel like they will die if they do.

But that's only for a few seconds.

"The spell I cast was a spell to threaten someone. This is magic on my fourth page."

Everyone was confused by what Bern was trying to explain.

"But it's not mine. The magic I cast is not mine. It feels like you guys took magic that doesn't belong to you and used it."

What's different about that? Everyone looked confused even the teacher who taught.

"[My death, give me strength.]"

It was a spell that Bern used to strengthen himself and defeat the head of the buffalo ghost. Only his speech could not be heard readyapon because he was chanting with just a lip movement.

Everyone felt a different power from Bern. It wasn't as great as the threatening force just now. But the magic this time made them hesitate to attack him. It follows Bern's uncaring personality as long as no one comes close.

Bern took the iron ruler and easily destroyed it. And then he took away his spell.

"Grimoir tries to make us look for ourselves. Therefore, they give 2 basic magic to realize us about how important walking to try. Although the fourth magic I used, was more powerful and threatening, my third magic that I had obtained by myself was more suited to me."

Everyone cannot deny that. The second magic he used seemed weaker. More threatening than the first magic. Unlike the first magic shown, it scared everyone. The second magic gave them a warning not to attack him because the person in front of them was indeed great.

"I don't know why a grimoire is called a witch's lifelong friend. But that may be because they will record all the magic we develop and follow the witch's journey for life. So much from me."

Bern bowed to the female teacher.

"No, no. I got something new from you. You're a genius."

The teacher praised him.

"No. I still need to teach all the teachers. I'm still raw in knowledge."

The teacher smiled to see Bern respecting his teacher even though he was very famous and a subordinate of the crown prince.

Bern returned to his chair. The lesson hours change to other lessons.

"How to use the sword perfectly....."

The teacher in front explains the basic sword style. The witches were not interested in it considering they would only be behind with magic attacks.

However Bern, in the manapon class, he kept taking notes. Even in the spear class that Anton went to sleep even though it was his type of weapon.

Bern saw the way the teacher taught the basic sword lessons considering how he began to practice the sword. All that is shown is the correct basic technique. Bern never did it in his old world. There was no teacher to teach him.

He began to put down the pencil and noticed how the teacher posed with his sword as a basic technique.

"Who wants to try?"

Again, no one raised their hand. It is a waste of time doing the basic things that have been learned since childhood.

But Bern raised his hand.

"Eh....? She's not the witch?"

"He's a witch, right?"

Many whispers went towards Bern. Bern ignored him. Not many knew he used a sword for the final attack. Even Anton didn't know that because he was late.

'I'm a little interested in this teacher.'

Bern was attracted to the teacher with brown skin on that sunburn. Her hair was black blue and her eyes black. A unique color to say commoners.

Bern must have been a noble or someone pretending to be a teacher. Maybe trying to find new talent.

Bern did not care and took the wooden sword. This was the first time he had used a basic technique for a sword.

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...**Connected**...