Chapter 2

When Sigma walked down the road with a sour face, all the students he encountered politely greeted him and quickly put some distance between themselves and the old man, to avoid offending him.

First, we need to understand who Sigma is.

His full name is Sigma Washington, born in the Western Frontier of the Nolen continent, in the territory of the Duke of Falling Cherry, the son of an earl.

However, his identity is not particularly important, at least not at Atlas Academy. Here, everyone cares about your talent and achievements, not who your father is. So, he is probably doing better than expected.

In this academy, Sigma's name is known by everyone. His most famous characteristic is his extreme fear of ghosts. His most well-known ambition is to successfully skip class from the pursuit of the masters of the Holy Domain. His most shocking deed is throwing an extremely unstable explosive fire scroll into the largest public toilet in the academy...

Normally, in the Atlas Academy, which dances with death and is the leading institution of the necromancy school, being afraid of ghosts is undoubtedly the funniest topic and joke. Such a coward should be ridiculed and despised by everyone, and anyone who meets him should mock him. But Sigma is an exception. His reputation for being easily angered and his explosive temper when embarrassed are as well-known as his fear of ghosts. The last fool who, relying on his seniority, deliberately provoked Sigma had a good plan. He wanted to use Sigma's fear of ghosts to scare him into a state of terror and humiliation. But he miscalculated. There are several types of reactions to fear. Some people, when they see a ghost, will be so scared that they can't move. Others will fall into a hysterical rage. Sigma is clearly the latter...

So, that unfortunate kid was hit by seven consecutive mental explosions from the irrational Sigma, who then threw him off the eighth-floor terrace of the third teaching building like a dead dog. Although he was saved, he clearly had a lifelong psychological shadow.

After that, everyone knew there was a troublemaker named Sigma in the academy, and they should avoid him at all costs.

Not only that, but this troublemaker also devoted his limited life and boundless enthusiasm to "I want to leave this place." His actions were completely at odds with the rigorous and pragmatic style of Atlas Academy. He had already planned several escapes that caught the campus security forces off guard, and each time, it took the intervention of masters of the Holy Domain to bring him back. Skipping classes was a regular occurrence. He never attended any courses related to zombie summoning, live dissection, or ghostly spirits, and neither threats nor inducements could change his mind. If pushed too far, he would even fight his teachers.

Yes, he would even fight his teachers—Professor Haisen, who taught ghost binding, was a well-known old-fashioned person. His classes emphasized realism and interaction, so he always brought dozens of ghosts to class to demonstrate his content up close, and even made students experience being controlled by ghostly bindings.

Sigma, of course, refused to attend such classes and skipped them as a matter of course. Professor Haisen, being a conscientious and short-tempered person, could no longer tolerate Sigma's third absence. He flew out of the classroom and went directly to Sigma's place, demanding that he return to class and make up all the missed lessons. Sigma, of course, refused. In response to Professor Haisen's threats, he was overjoyed and said, "If you expel me directly, I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life." This irresponsible and despicable statement successfully enraged Professor Haisen, who immediately cast a Death Soul Bind to teach Sigma a lesson.

When the grotesque ghosts screamed and pounced on Sigma, the students watching from the side witnessed a scene they would never forget: they saw Sigma's pale face from fear, heard his panicked screams, and saw him retreat at high speed, rolling and crawling. They also... saw a violent burst of death energy appear almost instantly in Sigma's hand.

It is said that within five seconds, Sigma launched sixteen bone spears, each one spiraling with force. The sixteen bone spears overlapped in a chain, concentrating an unprecedented spiral impact at a single point, almost instantly piercing through the ghostly armor that Professor Haisen had hastily summoned, which was said to be able to block a full-strength strike from a gold-level swordsman. If Professor Haisen had not been extremely experienced and cautious against the talented Sigma, that bone spear would have pierced his body, pinning the excellent and dedicated necromancy teacher to the ground as a specimen.

It is also said that this incident shocked the entire Atlas city. The campus discipline force, feeling disgraced, directly dispatched law enforcement officers to arrest and question Sigma for his unprovoked attack on a teacher, but they were beaten by the still-shaken Sigma...

In the end, it was the masters of the academy council who stepped in to resolve the matter. In response to Sigma's fear of ghosts, they gave him a severe punishment—Sigma was sentenced to three days of isolation in the Twilight Canyon, which is the largest necromantic testing ground and reserve base of Atlas Academy. The negative energy there is extremely dense, and the ground is littered with rotting corpses. Various necromantic creatures, born from the dense death energy, howl day and night. An ordinary person would be scared to death within minutes if placed there. By leaving Sigma there, they hoped to at least make him suffer, and if he could overcome his fear of ghosts, it would be even better.

Unfortunately, the council masters miscalculated again. Although Sigma's screams never stopped during those three days, and he left the Twilight Canyon three days later with a face that looked like he had been played with, the report from the logistics minister made the masters gasp in shock—about one-fifth of the Twilight Canyon looked like it had been hit by a typhoon. All the wandering necromantic creatures were completely crushed, precious medicinal plants were uprooted, and even the fertile soil that helped bones accumulate death energy and was suitable for special plants to grow was plowed over. The economic loss was secondary; the weak psyche of Sigma, who had been seriously damaged, not only did not overcome his fear of ghosts but also awakened other attributes: he had transformed from a troublemaker who always skipped classes and attacked teachers into a vanguard of social revenge...

It is said that one of the top ten golden phrases of the Northern Kingdom last year, "Don't run after school, I promise not to hit you," came from the mouth of Mr. Sigma. This one phrase alone shows his arrogance. Later, even the ghouls responsible for hard labor in the mountain and mine areas heard of Sigma's notorious reputation. He almost constantly violated school rules, harassing female students, passing notes in class, throwing explosive fire scrolls into public toilets, cheating on exams, and dismantling the high-fidelity specimens privately collected by several masters... More infuriatingly, after doing these things, he would voluntarily go to the academic affairs office to confess, shamelessly asking the academic affairs director to record more major offenses against him, and if he could be expelled directly, it would be even better.

The school, of course, would not let go of this once-in-a-millennium genius. The counterattack from several masters came quickly. Under the bed, by the window, on the chandelier, and in the toilet, a hideous and grotesque ghost would occasionally jump out, scaring Sigma into screaming. Sigma, of course, would fight back. The war between the old masters and the young troublemaker dragged on, with both sides engaging in a battle of wits and courage, involving many innocent bystanders. Although the masters had a significant advantage in strength and numbers, it was proven that a shameless and cunning troublemaker like Sigma was rare...

About three months ago, both sides finally signed a superficial ceasefire agreement. The masters could not bring themselves to compete with a child in terms of moral standards, so they brought back the famous Ghost Queen Luluvi from the frontier to specifically deal with this little brat, under the guise of "curing Sigma's necromantic phobia." Scenes like the terrifying one this morning, Luluvi had been playing with Sigma for three months.

Three months of miserable experiences have made Sigma extremely cautious and alert. After all, even going to the toilet could result in a terrifying scene where a devouring monster suddenly emerges from the urinal and bites at his private parts. Even the most carefree man would be on edge. Now, he has even developed a preliminary warning system for mages, involving miniature reconnaissance puppets, mental scans, and sixth-sense insights. Even against the most skilled dark elf hunters in stealth and assassination, as long as they were of the same level, he could make them crawl on the ground.

This point indeed deserves praise for the necromantic masters' insightful vision. They saw through Sigma's inherent troublemaking nature and, after just three months of Luluvi's training, his overall combat ability has more than doubled...

Today, Sigma is also working hard to escape from Atlas, but first, he has to go to class.

He is essentially a diligent and intelligent person. Except for those courses that challenge one's worldview, he is very serious about studying other normal subjects, such as this "Mage Defensive Combat Techniques" class. After all, more skills never hurt, and the more capable he is, the stronger his ability to resist, and the easier it will be to escape from the academy.

The class is held in the combat training ground. Just as he arrived at the door, he heard the deafening roar of the combat instructor Arno.

"Any mage who wants to play melee is a fool!"

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