The Ancient Genes

Chapter 423: Auction Items

Max looked at Beli as she walked out of the gate before disappearing and returning back to the dorm.

As soon as he walked back into the room from the washroom, Max felt Wilson's gaze on him.

Sure enough, Max was great at concealing his presence. But it seems he had to work harder when it came to faking one…

Max lightly shook his head at Wilson and he turned his head away without asking anything.

A few minutes later, the headmaster arrived…

"You are running late…." Axel said with a frown.

By this time, these guys had already lost any kind of distinction between them and him. Especially after Wilson let the secret out….

Max looked at the Headmaster and realised that his face didn't look good. Something must have happened to cause his delay….

"Let him be….we should be well aware of his problem...he is a comrade in arms…" Lear chimed in.

"What comrade in arms? I am not in BDSM…." Wilson spat in disgust.

When the headmaster heard them, his face twitched. He was already annoyed and now these people just had to further trigger him….

Max was the first one to escape, Wilson didn't linger for long too...the rest were the one who were caught in the headmaster's fury…

A few minutes later….

"So did you all decide on the team?" The headmaster asked as he looked at them.

Axel shook his head, his cheek had swollen quite a bit. Even the defensive formations he had laid in the room failed to help him…. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ novelenglish.net . ꜰirᴇ

Luckily, Kevin had jumped to help him. He had taken most of the beating. Max was really surprised that he survived not to mention he was crying in pain and was still conscious.

On the other hand, Lear and Eren were out dead cold.

Wilson sat on the balcony as the headmaster continued to glare at him from time to time.

"We won't form a single team with concentrated power….we will balance the power level with each team having one capable leader…" the headmaster said with a serious look.

"But we will lose to others if we face an all elite team…" Axel retorted.

"This time the rewards are on a different level….there is no way that all the strong students will form a single team….because if they did, they might not stand out at all..the so called 12 Celestials will be given orders from their Houses to lead their own team….I can guarantee that…" the headmaster said calmly.

Max had to agree with him. The Ancient families were watching, the house would definitely want their Young talent to stand out..

"Headmaster we are still lacking to other Academies in terms of equipment...we are all poor scholarship students after all…." Axel said with a forced smile.

The headmaster's face twitched.

'Scholarship students my ass….they are just a bunch of outcasts who are leaching off of me….' The headmaster cursed inwardly.

But still, he had no other choice but to give in, "I will finance you...just tell me what you want…"

Axel's eyes lit up when he heard that. He was the only one who had a hard time with equipment. As arms and ammunition were not usually made for mages, he had to get it custom made to suit his needs….

It really costed a fortune….till now he had only been able to afford custom-made bullets but now…

A smile formed on Axel's face…

"Have you thought about the events which we will be hosting?" The headmaster asked as he looked at them.

"Of course we fight…" Wilson said with confidence.

"It's too early to decide….since we are the weakest of all Academy..we have are the one responsible for ending ceremony….its obviously to give us an advantage and have a look at others while panning our event out…" Axel said and the Headmaster nodded his head.

They used to be second last, but after Arcane was destroyed...they fell onto the last spot…..luckily they were still given a spot for the Competition in order to help them get back onto their feet...

"Have you collected all the details of the students…..let me see who can be useful…" the headmaster said and Axel passed him the files.

They continued the discussion, Lear and Eren woke up half the way and joined in.

Out of the four teams, three team's leaders were decided…

Max, Wilson and Lear…

Max of course chimed in for Lear...this was the stage for Lear...he had to take the lead…

As for the leader of the fourth team, Axel refused, he wasn't suited to be a leader.

As for Eren, he wanted to follow Max….aside from them no one seemed capable enough….so it was put on hold for a while…

…

Soon it was time to leave…

Max walked out with the headmaster and inquired about the matter last night…

It seemed that the old demon was dead. He had broken the barrier and held onto the three monsters allowing his injured servant to escape with the auction items...

The servant was now on the? run. But apparently there wasn't much to worry about. The guy had suffered life threatening injury...he might as well be dead by now..

It was clear how desperate the demons were to keep the item from falling into the hands of humans…

But alas, it was already into a human's hands and the worst one they could have possibly imagined…

"I wonder what they were hiding…." The headmaster said with a sigh.

"Yeah, I wonder too…" Max replied as well, 'I will find it out tonight though….' He further said in his mind.

The items were of course with him. He had sent his spirit snake and Juju to retrieve the items when the fight broke out putting the auction hall in chaos…

As for why the headmaster thought that the servant had stolen the auction items, well it might have been a misunderstanding.....since the items were missing and the servant was on run...

Even the old demon would have puked out blood if he knew that his sacrifice was meaningless....

Max didn't mind it though. It was a good cover.

He hadn't given the items a look since it was too late and there wasn't much time till morning.

As for why he wasn't telling the headmaster about it…..it was simple….

He might be on his side, but he couldn't say the same for his father…..

That old geezer might force Max to hand it over if he came to know about it...