My Soul card is a Reaper

Ten seconds later;

Instructor: "Well? What are you waiting for?"

Azzy: "No, I reject it."

Instructor: "Why?"

Azzy: "Just because I don't want to"

Instructor: "You have something to hide?"

Azzy: "What if I have? What if don't?"

Instructor: "If you have nothing to hide, show us your wings."

Azzy: "No, I don't want to."

Instructor: "I'm the class instructor here. You must listen to me."

Azzy: "Then, I will opt out of this course."

Instructor: "You would rather opt out of this course than show us your wings, huh? That is indeed suspicious."

Azzy: "No, I would rather opt out of this course than listen to your unreasonable commands. I'm not your servant."

Instructor: "Then, what will you do if other instructors will also ask you to show your wings? Will you opt out of their courses too?"

Azzy: "Yes, if they order me."

Instructor: "Indeed, it is as I suspected. You belonged to the royal family."

Azzy: "What? That's absurd."

Instructor: "I sensed divinity in the orb you conjured earlier. Only royal families have it. Which major house you are from?"

Azzy: "No, you are mistaken. I'm not royalty."

Instructor: "Then, unfurl your wings right now. The color of your wings will show your bloodline."

Azzy: "I don't want to. And regardless of whether I'm royalty or not, it is none of your business."

Instructor: "It is because we are aware of the identities of all the royal family members of the House of the Celestial House. If you are royalty, you belong to other kingdoms. We can't have a spy."

Azzy: "You can go through my details in the application form. I can't lie with the quill. If you can manually use the Spell of Truth, you can do that too. I'll answer your questions, which are necessary to prove that I'm not some spy."

Instructor: "Nice try, but the Spell of Truth can do nothing to divinity."

Azzy: …

Instructor: "I'll give you two choices. One, reveal your wings to prove to yourself that you are not royalty. Two, I will have to use force to interrogate your identity.

Amidst the several gazes, as the argument between them escalated to the point that this 9-star rank Angel threatened to attack him, Azzy inwardly sighed and spoke, with his head hung down and his voice loud as if he looked frustrated, "Alright, I'll tell the truth. I can't show my wings because they were cut off."

"What? That's impossible." The instructor's eyes widened, among many others with similar expressions. His teammates couldn't help but look at him in pity, realizing why Azzy was running earlier.

Azzy explained, "They were cut off by a fallen who held a grudge against my family. If you need proof, I will remove my upper clothing to show my back, which has the evidence to prove my words. But I'm not willing to humiliate myself in front of these strangers. And the divinity I'm using isn't a true one. It is an imitation, which I gained after consuming the Peach of Divinity by accident."

"Peach of Divinity?" "Hey, he said Peach of Divinity." "Isn't that the stuff of the legends?" "No, I heard rumors about the plantation of Divine Trees in the worlds of Empyreon plane." "Then, shouldn't they be guarded?" "Yeah, I heard Cheburim would guard them." "Then, how could it end up in this guy's hands?" "He didn't seem like lying." "Only the Lord knows…"

As Azzy already created the story, he decided to stick with it and continued to stay there. The rest of the class is pretty much a practice on a mannequin provided to each student.

He mastered it in one try as soon as he figured out the secret behind the technique and, hence, spent his remaining time on meditation. Some thought that he was still angry at the instructor for the earlier argument, and some positively thought that he had nothing else to do since he already knew how to invoke this spell.

Azzy didn't care about their thoughts or constant gazes from the instructor either. He just meditated until the end of the class.

Once the class was over, Azzy followed the others back to their house and talked with them a little bit. They didn't question him about his past, his divinity, or his wings at all, which Azzy appreciated. They just talked about casual things, like the affairs happening in Sector 2, or their next mission, etc…

A few more weeks passed away in the blink of an eye.

Claire has yet to return to teach the Card Creation class, which was supposedly a weekly course but Azzy hadn't met her once during the past three weeks.

He attended the normal classes and the advanced classes on alternate days. For a while, he had been the topic of the academy. Everywhere he goes, people talk about him, whether it is the Peach of Divinity, the only wingless aspiring Knight, the one from the lower plane, or the instant learner. Having a flaw like this actually made other people feel about the fact that he defeated an instructor or learned Divine arts in one try.

It is like he had incredible talent. So, what? He can't still fly. It is the same as having a disability, although some would argue that disability would disappear when he reaches the Tier-90s.

Unlike the Arcana Masters who could have wingless flight when they reach 7-star rank, the Angels should reach 9-star equivalent rank to learn wingless flight.

As for why that would matter, well, flying is the same as running, as wings are a part of an Angel's body. The Angels would consume stamina while flying, too. And wingless flight would consume nothing as long as they are mentally stable.

Anyways, back to the present, Azzy and the other four left their residence in the morning, just like how they leave together every day, except that today is a special day for them.

Unlike they go out on their own, this time, they are summoned by the vice principal of the academy.

As the five of them entered his office, Azzy saw a familiar person he saw once weeks ago. It is the one who attended the regional tournament as a sole spectator.

The four of them and the instructor also seemed to be familiar with each other.

As soon as their greetings to the vice principal were over, the instructor raised his hand with a smile, "It's been a while, fellas."

They all greeted him in unison with their hands on their chests, "Welcome Back, Captain."

"Relax…"

"Captain Astro, this is Rael." The vice principal made the introductions. "And student Rael, this is Instructor Astro, a Knight Captain of Celestial Flame and a professional scout of our academy. He is also your team captain."

"Astro? Hmm... no wonder this team is called Team Astro," thought Azzy. Shaking off his thoughts, he greeted the man just like others, "Captain."

Astro smiled as he spoke, "I remember you from Tiara City's regional tournament. To this day, I really wonder why you suddenly withdraw it. You can go as far as to the Tournament of Knights and…"

Knowing Azzy's discomfort about answering questions about himself, Ramiel interrupted him in the middle and changed the topic, "Uhh… Captain, we can talk about that later. Let's talk about the mission."

"Uhh… okay…" Captain Astro also realized the awkwardness from Azzy and he spoke, "We are going to the outer world."

"Outer world?" Ramiel and others exchanged glances with each other in surprise.