My Soul card is a Reaper

"Junior Azrael, don't you want to see your Arcana's data?"

Azzy froze for a second since he doesn't wish for his Reaper to be discovered. He immediately rejected it.

"No thanks." He replied with a straight face.

Zona was taken aback by his reply, "why?"

"Don't need to worry, Azrael. That man-made machine can't analyze me. The very least, that machine will stop working." The Reaper's voice echoed in his head.

Azzy sighed in relief.

Suddenly, the instructor called out his name. As a rank-6, he heard Zona's words earlier and also thought of confirming his suspicions.

"Azrael, please step forward."

As long as his Arcana spirit's grade is confirmed, he would inform the principal about it.

"I don't think it's a good idea to do that. What if the machine can't handle it?" Azzy asked him.

Because of his emotionless tone, all of them thought he was just mocking the instructor. They thought Azzy was too arrogant just because his Arcana defeated the instructor's Arcana in a duel.

Honestly, it's just envy of these eight-year-olds making them think that Azzy was just underestimated by Hermon.

"It's alright. Even the platinum grade isn't a problem." Hermon said to him.

The instructor thought Azzy was trying to keep it secret. 'Sorry kid, you can't hide it from the machine. The best way to protect oneself is to expose their strength and get protection from the government. Even the royal can't go against the government.'

He decided to check his potential no matter what. He thought an orphan like him need the government's backing.

Azzy shrugged his shoulders and walked towards the machine.

He inserted the soul card.

"Poor fellow." Followed by the words, Azzy heard a deep sigh in his head.

Meanwhile, along with the instructor, Zona was also expecting an extraordinary result so that she can brag to everyone that she was the one who found him first.

On the other hand, Azzy thought the machine's going to stop working or will show an error.

But, the next second, everyone's faces changed.

*Boom*

All of a sudden, the machine exploded and Azzy flew back for like five meters and crashed onto the ground.

Because of his physical training and his four-star rank, Azzy didn't receive any injuries as a result.

Meanwhile, the machine was burning up in flames and the soul card quickly returned to its owner.

The kids screamed and took a couple of steps back in fear; meanwhile, Zona covered her face with a shock.

'That's a gold grade item worth 50 million credits.'

Meanwhile, the instructor walked towards the flames in a daze, not believing what's just happened before him. His entire life savings gone just like that…

The machine wasn't something that was given by the school but to judge the student's potential accurately, he used all of his savings to buy it from the market.

It was this machine that made him continue his post for the past 30 years.

'What happened? I thought it will simply stop working' Azzy wondered in his head recalling the sigh from Chronos.

Quickly, he received a reply from the Reaper, 'You forgot that there are two Arcana spirits in your soul card that can't be analyzed by such a weak item. It's like trying to fit an entire mountain in a glass of water. It bound to break.'

Azzy was amazed to realize once again how awesome is his Arcana spirit. After thinking for a second, he also felt that the result is inevitable.

Hermon stood there in a daze for a long time while Zona looked at him in a mixture of pity and guilt.

"Told you so," Azzy commented as he turned around to return to his spot.

After a while, Azzy and three other eight-year-olds went together to the Elite division building.

They were received by a teacher, who received the reports from the instructor.

"I presume you are Azrael, Grade-8 student?" The moment, they met, she talked to Azzy.

Azzy nodded in response.

"Not bad. You have trained your physical strength to the peak." Upon one glance, she was able to find out about his physical capabilities.

"I work out," Azzy replied, hiding the fact that he trained at a surface with gravitational force.

She nodded and then, addressed everyone.

"Welcome to the Elite Division. I'm Emelia Light. I'm your homeroom teacher. Follow me to the reception."

After their registrations are finished at the reception, she looked at her new students.

"The three of you, find the class 3A there and wait for me."

Then, she looked at Azzy, "You, come with me. I'll take you to your class."

She walked towards the stairs. The first impression of her isn't good.

First, her surname is Light, a member of the royal family and a possible relative to Leonard.

Second, she abandoned her students to escort him to his class on the second floor.

Azzy didn't like it.

Yet, he didn't complain and quietly followed her.

As they were climbing the stairs, she said, "frankly, I didn't expect a person of your talent appears at this school given that recommended by the Divine physician, Oakley.

With your rank, I'm sure you might have some doubts about whether you can learn something for this academy, then, don't need to worry about it. Our academy doesn't lack qualified teachers. They only lack geniuses like you…"

Azzy kept silent along the way, letting her talk on her own.Updat𝒆d fr𝒐m nov𝒆lb(i)n.c(o)m

It turned out that this lady is the daughter of the royal family head's third wife. Leonard is her brother.

Reaching the second floor, he saw there are only three classrooms. 6A, 7A, 8A.

They walked to the end of the hallway and stood before 8A.

The door is closed and there's no handle to open it.

She knocked on the door twice.

It was opened in the next second and he saw there's a middle-aged man with a thick beard, messy hair, and wearing jumpers.

"Yes, Miss Light?"

Emelia pointed to Azzy who was standing behind her, "New student."

"So, this is the transfer student, huh!" The teacher glanced at him and then, said leisurely while continuing to sit on his desk. "Well, what are you waiting for… Come inside."

As Azzy walked into the classroom, the teacher spoke to the students in a lazy tone, "everyone, we got a new transfer student this year."

He gestured to Azzy to introduce himself.

Azzy turned towards the students and saw the classroom was spacious with a lot of desks. It has a couple of windows on the side to let the natural light shine into the room.

Yet, there are too few students. Including himself there are a total of 7 students, making the classroom seems empty.

Everyone sat separately, far from each other, and have this gloomy face except for one fellow with round glasses. His distant uncle/cousin from the Crescent clan.

"Azrael," Azzy introduced himself plainly.

"Anything else? Age, Arcana, etc…" Emelia probed him to introduce himself more…

Usually, new students introduce their Arcana when they introduce themselves first. If they don't want to show, at least, they will tell its name and grade. She just wants to hear from his mouth to confirm Hermon's report.

Too bad for her, the teacher quickly pours cold water on her excitement.

"Student, go, and take your seat." He spoke in a lazy tone once again.

"Azrael, here…" Gideon waved his hand and gestured him to take the next seat.

Azzy nodded to the teacher and sat beside Gideon.

"Well… Miss Light, if you leave the classroom, I'll continue my lecture."