Damn, I'm Wreaking Havoc

The next day after Javar recovered fully, he returned with his daily routine.

Behind the shady tree, close to the battle class, three students were seen hiding in the shade of a tree. The three of them paid attention to the battle class they were supposed to enter.

A student had blond hair, round blue eyes, and pale skin. Laziness can be seen on his face. From the look on his face, it was very clear that he did not want to join the battle class. That student was Ajie.

Other students had white hair, glazed gray color eyes, and olive skin. The student did not have an expression on his face. That student was Izan.

Other students had dark hair, round brown eyes, and bright skin. Joy radiated from his face. He was ready to return to his daily activities. That student was Javar.

"So, what should we do now? We don't have fighting strength. How can we fight other students?" said Ajie.

The ability of a god or commonly called [GIFT] was an ability that was given to every child who was ten years old. Every ten year old child will performed the ritual of receiving the power given by the god. That power was received before the child enters the academy. This ability was obtained through contracts with the gods.

Contracting with the gods was not difficult. A person just needs to wrote his name using their blood on a special paper. Later, a child will be chosen by a god

The power given by the gods was random power. No child knew what strength will be given to him. The hope of every child was of course to get the greatest strength. However, one must develop their own strength. Even though the power came from a god, the good results were not from an instant process.

"It's better now that we avoid the battle class first. I'm sure ... if we don't attend class, no students will pay attention to us." Javar said.

The classes at the Academy were open classes. Everyone was free to choose to enter any class. However, the academy had its own standards for being able to choose students. Students with inadequate abilities will be expelled from the academy.

The most popular class in the academy was the fighting class. The teacher who taught in the fighting class was the best teacher in the field of battle. The teachers taught how to use the power of the gods and how to increase that power.

The stronger a person was, the more respect others had towards him. That was what made every student want to be a strong fighter. But not all students can did it. Examples were Ajie, Izan, and Javar. The three of them had lost their god's abilities.

The power of the gods in the bodies of Izan, Ajie, and Javar was a source of problems according to the gods. Therefore, the contract made by Ajie, Javar, and Izan to the gods, was destroyed by the god himself. It aimed to avoid disasters caused by them.

"Hmmm ... I also agree with your idea. Hiding is more beneficial for us," Ajie nodded, then continued, "So ... how do we find the person you mentioned yesterday?" said Ajie.

The teacher mentioned by Javar was named Rovel. Rovel's whereabouts were unknown to the three of them. Every teacher in the academy had his own classroom, but that didn't apply to Rovel.

Rovel was just the name that came to Javar's mind. In the past, he accidentally found the name behind a book. It was a book about using ancient techniques. What made Javar certain that Rovel was an academy teacher was that book. On the back of the book it said: "Want to learn this technique? Please contact me - Rovel". But until now, he had never heard Rovel's name apart from that thing.

Javar crossed his arms then bowed his head.

Ajie and Izan also though about how they can found Rovel.

1 minute, 2 minutes. There were still no signs that the idea will pop into their heads.

10 minutes had passed. They though hard so their heads were hot. Finally one of them gave up.

"Ahhh," Izan said, then laid down on the grass.

The two friends followed what Izan was doing. The three of them finally laid in their hiding place.

"Thinking like this makes me hungry." Ajie stroked his stomach.

"Have you never felt anything other than hunger and hunger?" sneered Javar at Ajie.

"Let's eat. The more I'm hungry, the more I can't think," Ajie said, ignoring what Javar had said.

Ajie immediately stood up and walked towards the canteen.

"Hey, hey, hey ... do you want to leave us like that?" Javar said, then he hurried to his feet after Ajie.

Izan did the same with his two friends.

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After they went to the canteen and filled their stomachs. They finally decided to go to the library where Javar read the book.

The academy library was a large library. There were three floors in the library. Bookshelves were neatly lined with books inside. The books were arranged according to their respective categories and alphabet. So it will be very easy to find a book

The destination of Javar, Ajie, and Izan was the first floor of the library. This book was located in the ancient fighting technique section. When they headed there, there was a middle-aged man reading a book in a narrow alley.

The man had a handsome face, dark brown hair and split hair style. The man continued to concentrate on reading the book he was holding when Javar, Izan, and Ajie entered the hall.

The book that the man read could be clearly seen by Javar. The bookwas the book sought by Javar. Is someone interested in the book I'm looking for?

Javar told his two friends that the book that man reading was the book they were looking for. Ajie and Izan nodded at Javar after they heard what Javar said.

Seeing that man seriously read the ancient technique book, even though they were in the same aisle, made Javar increasingly curious about the man. Finally Javar approached the man to dispel his curiosity.

"Sorry, sir," Javar said politely to the man.

The man does not care about Javar. He continued to read seriously the book he was holding.

"Ahem ahem ... forgive me, sir." Javar called back the man. Maybe that person didn't hear what he said.

But the man only glanced slightly at Javar, before continuing reading.

Seeing this, Javar and Ajie began to fell upset. Ajie could not contain his emotions, then he approached the man.

"Excuse me sir!" Ajie shouted right next to the middle-aged man.

Finally, the man looked at the three of them and said, "Don't you see? The road is very wide. Do you still have to get me out of here? How rude. Have you never been taught good manners by your parents?"

They were dumbfounded by the man's words. Their mouths and eyes were wide open. There were no words that can be explained in this incident.

Javar pulled a long face. So does he think we just want to pass this aisle? So does he not know that we will talk to him? So who exactly is wrong? We who want to ask, or he who focuses on reading books. So who is the fool between us?