Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer

Chapter 2371: Conversation



The flashes disappeared.

Sam stood on the stage with a smile. He turned to Olaf who is trembling in horror and spoke.

"I hope you like that gift. It took quite a lot of time to gather all of it and compile. I almost thought I would never get to use it. But I am glad I got the chance."

He turned around and walked off. Olaf took out a communication token and said.

"Lock it. Use the defensive formation and make all the elders active or otherwise make a move. Subdue everyone in the audience. Not a single elder should break into a fight here." The Thor academy elders immediately jumped into action.

Olaf and his grand elders did the same. They jumped into the audience.

The Dean of the Heimdall academy was the first to make the move just like how Olaf anticipated. He went straight to the Handsome elder from the Hel academy.

"YOU FUCKING SNOT-NOSED BASTARD. I WILL KILL YOU. I WILL KILL YOU AND YOUR WHOLE LINEAGE."

He screamed at the top of his lungs. He forgot all the hostility he held for Sam. He also understood why this Hel academy elder has made a move against Sam even after Olaf issued an ultimatum. Because Yagrit, the daughter he thought was his, is not actually his.

Yagrit is born out of the affair his wife had with this handsome man. Among all the flashes that Sam showed, the recordings regarding this matter occupied a large part.

And those series of flashes include the images of the Dean's wife meeting that elder for nights of passion, their pillow talk and also a very important conversation. The Handsome basically got all territorial over her and ensured that she would never procreate with her husband.

He made her promise that she would only have Yagrit as her child and wouldn't have any child with her husband.

Just to ensure that it wouldn't happen, she lied to the husband time and time again. She even used some special medicine to fake physical complications. Basically, it is worthy of a soap opera back on earth.

Its just that the cuck here was supposed to be one of the strongest men in the academy realm and he wore a green hat without knowing for decades.

That is just one of the images that Sam projected into their heads. He has several like that, implicating a lot of elders from various academies, mostly Norse academies. He aired a lot of dirty laundry and that turned a lot of people against each other.

Except for the gambler academy members, none of the other academies are in a peaceful state. Because this little stunt took off a lot of heat from their backs.

Olaf's quick measures, ensured that a brawl wouldn't break out. He used his elders and some elders of other Norse academies to round up everyone, before escorting them to their assigned residences within the city.

He wants nothing more than just sending everyone on their merry way.

However, he knew hurriedly sending them might create gaps and opportunities for the brawls. So, he quickly drafted up a schedule so that one academy after another can use the space gates at regular intervals, under complete supervision of the Thor academy and its elders.

As the Gambler academy team went back to their residence, everyone from Chorus to the auxiliary members of the team are eyeballing him.

Everyone is curious about a lot of things. The pocket dimension and his role in cracking it is one thing, but having this much information? They are wondering if he has any more of it and to what extent.

Now it became even more impossible for them to believe that he is not deeply affiliated with the Hub.

They stayed in the residence and Sam stayed in his individual room while healing himself. He was battered up to say the least and despite how well he looked, he is far cry from his peak condition.

While he was meditating in the room, all of a sudden he opened his eyes with energy vision. In the middle of the room, there is black foggy humanoid figure hovering in front of him. "Please Sam. Do not panic. I mean you no harm."

The figure spoke in a cold tone. Sam didn't respond and just looked at in silence.

"I believe that with your level of intelligence, you can figure out why I am here and who I am affiliated with."

"Seth academy?" Sam made a guess and the other party let out a chuckle.

"Indeed, I am not wrong about you.

So, I am assuming you know my purpose as well and I hope that you can help me fulfil it." "The black fog?"

"Correct."

"You and I both know, that it is in a place that it shouldn't be and it was used on someone that it shouldn't have been used."

There is no response from that figure.

"I will also go out on a limb and assume this. You cannot openly try and get this from me and you certainly cannot kill me for this. Because you will lose it the moment I die."

Still no reply.

"So, help me understand this. Why would I ever think of giving this fog up? With this in my possession, the Seth academy will have to provide me with protection. They have to ensure that would neither die of the external factors nor of the faults of my own.

So, the academy will ensure my safety as long as I hold on to it.

Why would I give that advantage up?"

And finally the reply came.

"Trust me on this Sam.

You might just be overestimating your intelligence here. Do you really think that you can hold the biggest secret of the Set academy as your hostage and get benefits out of us?

Have you ever heard of placing a foot on a tiger's neck?

Just because a tiger is sleeping and tired, you cannot place your foot on its neck, because once you remove and the pressure it off, it will swallow you down in one bit."

"I am not sure, you explained the metaphor correctly."

"I am not sure either. But I am sure, that you got the message. Don't play with us Sam. Just handover the fog and we will be generous with our compensation with you. Otherwise, you will just be adding the Set academy and all of its affiliations in your already long list of enemies.

And we might even cut the line, to take what is ours.

After all, we are known for our wicked methods and we managed to accumulate through our experience that there are a lot ways to break down a man other than the threat of death. And some of them are a lot more scarier than death."

"At least we agree on that part. And one of the things that is scarier than death is reputation and honor. Both of which can easily be destroyed and manipulated with information."

There is a pause. Neither one spoke.

Finally Sam said.

"Anyway, let me think about it. I am sure even if I agree now, there is no way for you guys to

take it from me at the moment. It will attract too much attention.

So, we will meet against after I settle the aftermath back at the Gambler academy."

"Alright, your words. See you later Sam."

"You too, Elder Trike."

The black figure trembled a bit before it disappeared.

At the moment, on the other side of the city. In the Seth academy's base.

One of the elders opened his eyes. His face is like a painting of surprise, shock and

amusement."

His held his forehead while brushing his silver hair aside as he said.

"This kid is a lot more interesting than I thought."

Soon, it was Sam's and the Gambler academy's turn to leave the Norse region. This time, Olaf

himself came to escort them.

They walked in the street slowly under Olaf's lead who insisted that Sam walked along with

him.

"An escort from the Dean himself. To what do we owe this honor?"

"I just wanted to talk."

"Could have fooled me. I didn't know your silence spoke this much."

"Why do you do this Sam?"

"Urgh... another questioning elder. Just how many people will bury me with these questions.

First, Ling Tian and now you."

"Just answer me. Why do you have to choose this way?

I have been following the activity of the others that came along with you. None of them, not even one of them have the same approach as you.

They attract attention, they gain resources, they take down competition, they also run scams and pull wool over the others. But no where near the extent you are going.

When the gods asked for this, I was surprised. But I was also a bit delighted, a bit curious. I thought, finally the gods are paying enough attention to their followers, even though they are

just playing a game.

But now...

They cast you up on us and tied our hands, not letting us do anything. If not for that, youNôv(el)B\\jnn

should have been dead the moment you pulled the first stunt."

"Are you sure, you can talk about all of this openly like this? The gambler academy students

are way too much into gossip. They will spread this like wildfire."

"I don't care.

I want to understand what you are aiming for. Because time and again, your stunts are

pushing the academy realm to the verge of its destruction.

You increased the pressure too much and this is like a container ready to blow up. I want to know what you want to do, so that I can put a leak and reduce the pressure."