Chapter 73: Conflict
Mikael stood in the main library, completely absorbed in the spellbook he held. Standing in one of the aisles, he flipped through the pages with practiced ease, his enhanced mind processing the dense magical text faster than most could manage. This particular book focused on a fire-element spell, and Mikael was so engrossed that he didn't notice the group of second-year students entering the aisle behind him.
"Look at this first-year," one of them sneered, his tone mocking. "Completely zoned out like he's the only one here."
Another laughed quietly. "Isn't he the guy hanging around Amelia? Guess he thinks he's something special."
Their leader, a tall, broad-shouldered boy with an arrogant smirk, stepped forward. Without warning, he bumped Mikael's shoulder with his own, clearly intending to knock him off balance.
The result was the opposite. Mikael didn't move an inch, his body unmoving as if the second-year had struck a stone wall. The older student, on the other hand, staggered back a step, blinking in surprise and anger.
"What the hell?" the second-year snapped, his smirk vanishing.
Mikael closed the book slowly, his green eyes calm and steady as he regarded the boy. 'Really again people that are aggressive because of my close relation with Amelia?' he thought having heard their conversation.
Inwardly he was amused, because honestly these simps were kinda funny, at the start he found them annoying but now after a while he simply found them pathetic, pitiful even in a way.
With an almost amused expression, he said, "Is there something you need?" His tone was polite but held a subtle mocking undertone.
The second-year scowled. "You think your smart aren't you but you're nothing just a parasite clinging to Amelia
Mikael's gaze didn't waver. "Thanks for your unasked and totally useless opinion. Now, if you're done trying to make a fool of yourself, I'd like to get back to my reading."