"Rael Ashborn… would you mind coming to the front to help me demonstrate the basic mana application theory since you were the last to arrive in class and also broke the window?"
That bastard Azriel was smiling at me.
I knew his intentions were anything but good.
I mean seriously, who even teaches a mana-application practical on day one?
Fuck this bastard.
"No. I would've loved to help you out, sir but I barely awakened a month or two ago, so my mana still isn't completely stable,"
I said calmly, hoping my Scammer Myth would make every word sound perfectly believable.
And in a way this wasn't a complete lie.
I had formed an Aether Core when I first awakened, something that should've let me use magic and basic body reinforcement just fine.
But after my evolution, that thing completely vanished.
Instead, my entire body basically turned into a living core, covered in those weird mana terminals running through me like some magical circuit board.
