The first day in my new class were pretty easy. It was a class of ten people, plus the teacher we were eleven people in a rather big room. Our class room was planned for having fifty seats, as it was built before the changes in lawsuit.

Back then, commoners still had a right to come here, if they had the talent. Just like the rooms decorations, it changed. I heard from older students that these rooms used to be wooden, lighted with torches filled with laughter. None of that remained.

The wooden chairs and tables got exchanged with iron ones, the light was made with magical stones and the athmosphere was silent and uncomfortable.

The first thing we learned about wasn't how to use magic, not to hurt anyone and so on like it used to be, but we learned about mana conductivity. What it is, what role it plays in a spell and lastly how to train it.

Mana conductivity is basically how much magic you are able to control, without losing any. Mine was really high for example. I was at seventy percent, meaning that only thirty percent of my power gets lost if I use it all. Compared to the fifty percent the others were at, it was quite good.

The amount of magic you can control without going rampage is also determined by it, so high level spells can only be reached with high level mana conductivity. Not like I had any spells...

Well, without any spells, I had to train it by gathering my mana in different points of my body, letting it flow from there and then regather it somewhere else. This was the content of the first few days. After those days, the fact that I was essentially unable to cast spells got more attention.

Practicing casting is considerably hard without any spells. They started to call me fools gold, playing with the fact that I was deemed the best ranked student after enrolling. Then utterly failed to do anything. In training, they left me out in my corner - where I trained mana conductivity even further.

I surpassed their range before I even started, but it raised to ninety five percent before I got stuck. The number didn't change anymore. So I had nothing to do, except sitting around. Which encouraged the others to pick on me even further, adding lazy and outsider to their vocabulary.

The days got longer and longer, as they got more boring. There was nothing I could do about it, so I endured, trained my body and kept on trying to raise what I have even further. Knowledge, Swordplay and Mana. Through a few books on the library, I found out that weapons and muscles are easily enhanced with mana, so I trained into that direction.

Soon, I was able to send my mana back and forth in my body, enhancing what I need instantly. Luckily, I got some guys from the bears paw to spar with me. Trying the technique for real was rather astounding, if I enhanced my arm I could easily break through their defense. I mean, they weren't too strong, but they were still adults with some amount of training.

Breaking their defense like this was... Feeling undeserved. It felt like I was cheating my way to win, so I tried without mana next. The fight got closer, but they were still too slow to hit me frontally. So I waited for my oponent to attack, dodge his blade - block his sword if I had to - then strike an opening. I haven't lost a fight today, so I doubt this will give me much progress.

Covered in sweat and my t-shirt off, I notice that people have gathered to watch us. Back then unexperienced, I had no idea why the face of some of them were red. Mainly female ones, to give a hint. I looked down to my body, thinking there would be something strange, as they were staring at my stomach.

The only thing I spotted was the usual sixpack, my broad legs and my dirty hands. Grabbing my towel to wipe the sweat off, I walk to the waitress which came around to watch too.

Ce:" Why is everyone staring at me? Is there something strange?"

Waitress:" Strangely well-built guys are rather rare here, so don't mind them too much. But keep them from drooling please, I don't want to clean it"

Ce:"..."

What? So they aren't used to muscles, huh? Admittedly, most guys here valued mass over quality.