Hitman with a Badass System - Chapter 431

Chapter 431: Sorting Ceremony II

Michael followed Gilrine while keeping an eye on the half-elf. The walls above

the corridors were lled with dancing plants and talking portraits. The closer

he got to the oak door at the end of the corridor, the louder the students began

to chit chat. They were clearly more excited than Michael.

Under dierent circumstances, Michael would have enjoyed spending his time

on Mazeroth. The third persona problem of his prevented him from

appreciating the life around him.

"What's behind this door is the heaven kids" Gilrine grinned ear to ear before

opening the oak door. And just as Michael expected, the hall reminded him of

Hogwarts great hall. Each specialization class was called a house. The house

tables were as follows from left to right; Warriors, Runemasters, Blacksmiths,

and Alchemists. Each long table was designed to resemble their houses. The

table of Warriors looked like a long sword, the Runemasters table was etched

with countless glowing runes, and the Blacksmith table was made of metal

rather than wood like the rest of the tables. Finally, the Alchemy table had veins

coiling around and little sprouts were sticking out from within the table.

The ve pillars drew Michael's attention. They were situated just before the

sta table. Each pillar contained a glowing rune except for the pillar in the

middle. The two pillars left to the center pillar had a crimson red sword and

navy blue chakra on top of them. The pillars on the right had a silver anvil and

an emerald green tree etched onto them.

Only the girl sitting at the far end of the sta table was young and the rest of

the sta were mature and older. Everything seemed in order, the little children

who were in the rst years murmuring excitedly and enjoying the magical

atmosphere, the sta wore warm smiles on their faces and the throne in the

middle of the sta table remained empty. Only one professor who was in

complete black robes was yelling at a student with a bloody face.

The professor kept slapping the boy despite the wounds on his face. Eventually,

the professor noticed the new students and let go of the student with a nal

slap to the back of his head.

"Students, please be silent" one of the professors who wore a pointy hat on her

hat clapped her hands. Her clapping was as loud as thunder. The great hall

immediately became silent.

Gilrine walked towards the sta table to take his seat beside the youngest

professor at the table. Headmistress Kayla stood up to welcome the new

students,

"I am Headmistress Kayla Martin and before we begin the feast, we will

conduct the sorting ceremony. Please step forward and place a drop of your

blood on the center pillar"

The rst years were curiously looking at them to see who was going to end up

in their house. They were even betting on them as though Michael and the

others were racehorses.

"You will receive your student id after you're sorted into one of the four proud

houses, Warriors, Runemasters, Blacksmiths, and Alchemists. It's forbidden to

use your real identity while you're studying in Mazeroth, your student number

will be your identity for the next eighteen months" Professor Kayla explained,

Michael sighed and relaxed inside. With this rule, he could hide his real identity

rather easily. Also, if someone messed with him, he would be able to beat the

crap out of them without worrying about the consequences for once.

"Now step forward one by one"

She returned to her seat as the sorting ceremony nally began. The rst one to

step forward was the elf who bitched about Gilrine being late. With his chest

pued out and head held high, he made his way towards the center pillar.

Rather than using a dagger to cut his palm to shed blood, he cut his palm using

just his delicately pruned and manicured nails. He touched the pillar with his

bloody hand. The blood was instantly absorbed by the pillar and the glowing

runes on the pillars lost their glimmer. The next moment, the center pillar

began to vibrate.

The pillar with crimson red sword rune glowed brighter as the rst-year

students sitting on the warrior house table cheered thunderously. The elf

grinned arrogantly. Soon, a cloud of smoke emerged from the center pillar

forming the number '23'.

"Humph" he snickered at the others for no reason before walking to the table

of warriors.

Following number 23, many of the elves were sorted into the house warrior.

Some of the elves ended up in the house of runemasters. If the elves were

warriors, the dwarves were blacksmiths. Unlike the elves, every single dwarf

ended up in the house of blacksmiths. There was not a single elf sitting on the

table of blacksmiths.

To Michael's surprise, when someone sorted into the house of Alchemists, the

entire hall was rather silent. Even the students sitting at the house Alchemists

table did not cheer for the new additions to their house.

Michael did not know the reason for this exactly but he deemed the Alchemists

were considered inferior compared to the rest of them. As a 5-star Alchemist,

he felt oended by the thought.

One by one everyone got sorted into their houses. Nothing interesting

happened until a red-haired girl touched the pillar. This girl went after the girl

who talked to him back on the train.

When the girl touched the pillar, both the pillar of warriors and the pillar of

runemasters let out a blazing glow. Even the proud elves were stunned beyond

words.

"Number 34" Headmistress Kayla stood up from her chair. As a Headmistress

of Mazeroth, she had seen many students with more than one specialization,

she even saw a couple of students with three specialization talents. Every time

they admitted new students, they would see one or two students with two

specialization talents.

"You can choose either Warriors or Runemasters, the choice will be yours and

yours alone"

Everyone stared at Victoria for her answer. While they were looking at Victoria,

Michael was searching around to see her familiar because the girl didn't seem

to have one on her. Only a couple of students remained without having a

familiar and she was one of them.

"Professor, I choose Warriors"

The moment Victoria chose the warriors, the students of Warrior house let out

thunderous cheers. They were excited to welcome such a talented person to

their house. The more talented students they had, the higher the chance to win

the house cup at the end of the year.

Eventually, Michael's turn came as he stepped towards the pillar. Although the

students had seen numerous students before him, they still had the same

excited look on their faces as they had for the rst student.

"System, you know what to do" he willed the system in his mind as he cut his

palm with a dagger. He simply placed the bloody palm on the pillar and then,

the pillars began to vibrate.

The half-elf was rather curious to see the human's specialization. His curiosity

was soon answered when the rune on the Alchemy Piller shone.

As usual, the students looked bummed after he was sorted into the Alchemists.

Michael on the other hand was glad and in fact, he was the one who ordered the

system to manipulate the pillars. He did not want to draw attention by showing

his true powers. If the system hadn't intervened, both the Alchemist and

Warrior pillars would have lightened up brighter than Victoria.

If that had happened, even Kayla would have been stunned because in the

history of Mazeroth, only once did the Alchemy pillar and the Warrior pillars

light up at the same time. It was by the Supreme Guardian Andreas.

"Number 66"

Michael was given the number '66' as his student number. Eventually, after an

hour, the sorting ceremony came to an end. As expected, Wilkas, the half-elf

was sorted into the house of runemasters.

Unfortunately for Wilkas, there weren't any half-elves in the house of

Runemaster, and in fact, there was not a single half-elf other than him in the

hall.

Michael noticed not only elves and humans but everyone isolating Wilaks at the

table. Only a couple of orcs remained still without moving away from Wilkas.

Although Wilkas seemed to be used to this treatment by everyone, Nightmare

could see the pain and anger in his heart through his eyes.

"I can turn this hate into loyalty," Michael said to himself, sitting on the

Alchemists' table.

After the last dwarf got sorted into the house of Blacksmiths, the sorting

ceremony nally came to an end. The throne at the center of the sta table

remained empty to the end,

Headmistress Kayla yet again stood up from her chair with a wine glass and a

silver spoon in her hand. She tapped the glass with her spoon,

"Students"

The entire hall went silent,

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"Let the feast begin"

The golden plates and goblets on the tables were instant loaded up with

delicious food. The new and the old students alike dug into the feast, devouring

everything before them. The food could be on par with Raylene's cooking.

Hence, even Michael was unable to resist the mouth-watering deliciousness in

front of him.

Everything in the cooking book could be seen on the table. There were roast

beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, bacon, steak, joints,

steak, boiled potatoes, roasted potatoes, mashed potatoes, chips, pudding,

peas, and carrots. The desserts such as blocks of assorted ice cream, apple pies,

chocolate gateau, treacle tart, pumpkin tart, chocolate éclairs & jam

doughnuts, trie, and strawberries were served for the students who craved

sweets.

After the last student licked his bowl clean, the food on the table magically

disappeared as the table became empty once again,

"Now the students can take some time to bask yourselves in the beauty of

Mazeroth. But remember, the forest to the west is forbidden for the students"

Headmistress Kayla's words piqued his curiosity. If the forest was forbidden, he

knew there must be some secret hiding within the forest and that secret might

be the dark elf he was looking for.

"Follow him or I'll bite your head o" Nightmare threatened Wilkas when he

tried to walk in the opposite direction of Michael,

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