Dark Magus Returns

Chapter 378 The Principal’s Order

The physicians had arrived at the red headband student base, and before they reached Razeʼs room, Dame quickly entered. He was keeping an eye on things, wondering if something would happen.

He wasnʼt sure if the main disciples were on their side or not, or if even one of the other disciples would say something that would trigger a reaction from the main academy. Which was why he was always alert, but he was aware of this.

”Raze, there are physicians here to see you,” Dame commented. ”I heard from Gunther when I went to meet him that they would be coming. It looks like the Principal still believes that there is some hope in getting the White Dragon back.”

Raze was still busy looking over Safa on her training. Now that she had reached the second star, it would take a lot longer before she reached the third star in terms of magic, and after that, she would also have to train her Pagna warrior skills.

This was the downside to having magic as well, unlike Simyon and Liam, if she wanted to keep up with them in terms of warriors, then she needed to work twice as hard, or at least have twice the talent.

Raze nodded ahead, and then pointed to Safa, it was a sign for them to leave the room. They didnʼt want the academy knowing of anything, and after Raze just patiently waited.

ʼThe Principal has sent physicians, and from the sounds of it, itʼs not just one but quite a few,ʼ Raze thought. ʼDame is right, the principal does want me to get better because it benefits him, but if I wasnʼt who I was, this damn White Dragon name they have given me, then he wouldnʼt bother.ʼ

A while later, the physicians entered the room along with the red headband teacher. The teacher explained why the physicians were there to see him and what they would be doing.

Raze didnʼt resist, even if it was something he wanted to do, he knew it would be better in the long run, and he had to brace himself.

He lay there on the bed, and the physicians got to work one by one. Each of them seemed to have a different method that they tried to use. One of them had directly placed his hands around the muscles in Razeʼs neck.

He then placed his hand on his wrist, feeling the pulse and flow of energy. This was the worst bit for Raze, and he needed to close his eyes to get through it.

In doing so, he could feel the disruption of Qi, and went ahead by placing needles in certain spots. On Razeʼs neck mainly, as he knew where the damage was concentrated.

When placing the needles, a flow of Qi from the physician was needed, especially to pierce the hard skin. In the end, the needles were removed, but Raze knew himself he didnʼt feel any better.

The next physician did an evaluation by asking Raze to do a number of tasks. Once he was done, he started to make a solution. From what Raze could see, it looked more like Alchemy.

Once the solution and mix were ready, it was then handed over to him to drink. This was difficult to do and caused great pain at first. The taste was so horrible his body wanted to throw it back up, but he had been through worse.

Forcing him to drink something like this wasnʼt the worst. He felt his throat soothing slightly for a moment as it went numb. They waited around fifteen minutes but then the effect of the solution had worn off, and in doing so, Raze was back to himself, where with each breath, he was in pain.

The two physicians looked defeated. Raze could tell from the look on their faces. Many times had he witnessed professors attempting something new in magic and failing at it, and this felt like one of those times.

ʼThat damned woman, she really intended to make it so I could never fight again. If I didnʼt have Safa with her Light magic, then it might have been a long time till I could have healed myself.ʼ

Getting the Light affinity would be next to impossible for Raze as his Dark affinity grew stronger, and even then if he did have it, it would be extremely hard for him to grow its strength to cast a spell well enough to heal his throat.

If one thing the physiciansʼ meeting had opened up his eyes to, it was how much Feebie, the clan head of the Lethal Bite Clan, could have ruined his chances. Lisa had even been given the poisoned blade by her as well.

Finally, it was the last physicianʼs turn. Similarly to the first one, this one embedded Qi into his hands and asked Raze to lie down. He then started to strike and massage his body in certain areas with his Qi.

”Whatʼs wrong, are you in pain?” the physician asked.

Seeing Raze closing his eyes, and breaking out in a sweat, he was also grinding his teeth. In this instance, all he wanted to do was strike the physician off his body.

Finally, the physician was done, and ten minutes felt like hours of torture to Raze.

”The healing process can take quite a long time,” the last physician claimed. ”But we believe that we can get you back up to normal. We just need to discuss a few things together in order to make a recovery plan for you. Please wait here.”

The three physicians, along with the teacher, had headed out of the room, but something wasnʼt right.

ʼTheir words, and their facial expressions didnʼt match up. When they did their damned tests on me, I could see it on their face. It looked like nothing they did worked. Yet, now he is saying these things, is he trying to give me false hope.ʼ

That was a possibility, but there was something else as well. Raze noticed that all three physicians had different styles of treatment. They were experts in their fields of healing, but they were vast from each other.

The three of them would discuss, about what? Would it even help? Surely it would be too advanced for them to understand each other. Or it could be truly as they stated that they were trying to come up with another plan to heal him.

ʼItʼs harmless if I was to find out what they were really doing, right?ʼ

When exiting the room, Raze made note that they had turned right. Most likely they were talking this over in the room next to them. He placed his head against the wall. Sound was traveling through, but it was kind of muffled as well.

ʼIf I just make a small hole.ʼ Raze placed his single index finger, and hoped that the others would be talking too much to notice.

Using his Dark magic, slowly the finger started to push through the wall, more and more. It made next to no sound, and as expected, the others were discussing a few things.

Raze placed his ear next to the wall again, and then with a little bit of wind magic, he could make the voices ring louder in his ear, and he could hear everything they were saying.

”I canʼt believe that the child is in a state like that, he must be in great pain, just breathing.”

”You are right, there are a few techniques that we could use that might be able to comfort the child from his pain, but it will not heal him, Iʼm afraid.”

The others nodded, hearing this as well.

”I heard that it was

the clan head of the Lethal Bite Clan. She seemed to know what she was doing. It seems she truly wanted to cripple the boy.”

”Well, what should we do now? With the way he is, his martial arts skills would be 1/5th, maybe 1/10 of what they were. He will not be the same as he was.”

”The principal, he did give us orders. He wanted us to try our best to heal him, and if there was no solution…”

The physician paused right there, and they all looked at each other for a few moments.

”He told us that we should get rid of him. To do it in a discreet way. Where it appeared to be of natural causes or due to overtraining.”

”It is not something that I like to do, but it was an order from the principal. Iʼm sure he has his reasons.”

”I will make a solution that makes it appear as if he has passed in his sleep. That will be for the best, and we should see this as helping him. He has no life as a Pagna warrior anymore, nor much of anything.”

Raze had heard it all as he pulled his head away from the wall.

ʼSo, the principal orders my death. It seems I donʼt have much good luck with principals. I guess another one has just been added to my list. I see no reason, to even try to make it easy for them. I guess, I should start with my plan.ʼ