I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System

Chapter 98 Luminari Academy Decision (1)

Draco turned to look at those in the hall. He was familiar with some faces—the VC and those who attended the competition. There were some new faces, which he guessed belonged to the elders who weren't around during the competition or didn't bother to attend.

But there was a malicious gaze that made Draco look toward its direction. He saw a middle-aged man sitting opposite the Vice Chancellor. The man had a noble aura, his gaze sharp, but his face was twisted. His eyes were filled with hatred and killing intent.

Draco guessed that this was the Head of the Night Family. Others in the hall had inquisitive gazes, surprised gazes, and some looked at him intently, wondering what kind of person he was. It was only this middle-aged man who had ill intent toward Draco.

Of course, Draco wouldn't back down. He smiled cheekily at the middle-aged man, who saw this and felt angry.

Draco suddenly felt a change in the air—a strong pressure fell upon him. Draco turned to look at Deus smiling. It was as if to say, You are dead meat.

Draco just smiled. The pressure was nothing to him. You're trying to suppress a former god with your aura? He thought. He had also experienced Lyraea's aura when she was still a goddess and had saved him. So this was like a baby trick. He smiled tauntingly at Deus.

Deus saw the murderer of his son. If not for the life-saving item, that title would have been accurate. Yet the guy was still walking peacefully and enjoying himself. He could see the remnants of ramen steak near his mouth, while at home, his son was shivering in terror.

This is unforgivable! Deus thought. He had to teach this brat a lesson before they even talked. So Deus put pressure on Draco, expecting him to kneel down, filled with disgrace and shame. He was trying to break Draco's self-esteem and his Origin Dao so that this would cause trauma.

But something unexpected happened. The guy he was trying to suppress didn't even blink. He was still smiling at Deus. Deus increased the pressure—it was already glaringly obvious what he was doing. He was trying to suppress a junior.

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The elders of the academy looked at him with disgust. Turning to Draco, who was still moving and even smiling, they looked at him like an absolute gem, appreciating his tenacity.

AHEM!

The Vice Chancellor coughed. He was also a middle-aged man, but he exuded an aura of youthfulness. His aura was like a calm volcano, but when triggered, it would erupt.

This made Deus aware of the situation. He blushed, withdrawing his pressure. He also noticed something—the young lady beside Draco was also unaffected by the pressure, which made him surprised and shocked as he wondered if his pressure was still active.

When his eyes fell on Alya's figure, a hint of lust passed through his heart before he suppressed it, shaking his head. A succubus isn't to be underestimated. Alya hadn't even released her charm and had restrained it to the minimum, yet a powerful man like Deus still felt a trace of lust simply by laying eyes on her.

"Old Tera, I'm here to capture a murderer," Deus said righteously, his gaze never leaving Draco.

"I've heard what you said. But what did he do, and who did he murder, to make the head of a main clan come all the way here to arrest him?" Tera said, looking at Deus with a smirk.

Deus looked at Draco with killing intent. "He killed the young master of the Night Family—my son."

All the elders began to murmur, looking at Draco with shock. What boldness!

"He's still alive. Why are you saying I murdered him?" Draco murmured, but everyone heard it. The elders and the Vice Chancellor turned their gazes to Deus, their eyes silently demanding an explanation.

Deus coughed. "It's true he's still alive, but only because of the life-saving item I attached to him. If not, this young man would have killed the heir of a main clan!" he yelled, pointing at Draco. He could barely contain his rage, already imagining catching Draco, skinning him alive, and making him regret ever laying a hand on his son.

The elders chattered again, their eyes flickering between Deus and Draco. Tera just smiled, looking at Draco, who remained calm, meeting everyone's gaze without a hint of fear.

This shocked Tera. What a strange boy, he thought. Draco was new to the academy, and they didn't know much about him or his background, so they had to tread carefully.

"I'm sure conflict doesn't arise without reason," Tera said calmly. "I'd like to hear your side of the story."

Draco was surprised by the Vice Chancellor's question. How did he know there was a conflict? It seemed he had underestimated him. No wonder he's the VC, Draco thought.

Deus was also taken aback by Tera's question. It seemed capturing Draco wouldn't be as easy as he had hoped.

"It was all because of a lady. She is the former Miss of the Everett Clan. I think you know her—Rose Everett," Deus said.

The elders exchanged glances, sensing more drama. So, this was all because of a lady. A feud over love had escalated to attempted murder? They were intrigued to know what truly happened.

"What exactly transpired?" Tera, the Vice Chancellor, asked. Deus's face turned slightly pale. It seemed the academy had no intention of handing Draco over so easily.

Deus had done his research on Draco, knowing that the boy had killed his son. He also knew Draco was highly favored due to his performance in the academy competition. But Draco's origins were unknown. The only thing he had discovered was that Alya had taken him from Mercenary City.

When Deus looked deeper into Draco's journey in the Mercenary City, he learned Draco had come from outside the city. At first, he worried that Draco might belong to one of those powerful clans descending into Calonia. His silvery white hair, red eyes, and sacred yet demonic aura added to this fear.

But his son's status fueled his anger, overpowering his fear and driving him to the academy to capture Draco—leading to this confrontation.

"Rose and my son were childhood friends. Because of this, my son fell in love with her. We even planned to ask for her hand in marriage from the Everett Clan before she left the clan for unknown reasons. But this bastard, out of jealousy, tried to kill my son!" Deus yelled angrily, lying without hesitation.

Draco was furious. If not for Alya pulling him back and calming him down, he would have rushed forward to slap this liar. He never thought the dignified head of a main clan could lie so effortlessly.

The elders were divided. Some looked at Draco with anger, feeling the accusation defamed the academy's reputation. Others suspected there was more to the story.

Tera simply smiled, observing the scene. "I can see you have something to say. Let's hear your side of the story," he said to Draco.

Deus's face turned pale, but he then thought of something, looking at Draco maliciously. It's not easy to back up one's evidence, he mused.