So, the Cybernetic Evolution System could also be used in this way.
It was turning out to be so much more than I had expected.
Ivory nodded and turned to Fredric. "As our Path instructor, I hope you can supervise the duel to enforce the rules."
Fredric gave a firm nod.
"Of course, I will do my best to ensure that nothing goes wrong and punish whoever falls to keep the end of their agreement."
He turned to me and asked, "Is that okay with you, Ezekiel?"
Fredric's stern voice snapped me out of my thoughts.
I nodded, "Yes, but I would appreciate it if there were one more instructor around."
I observed they all frowned subtly.
"What do you mean by that, Ezekiel? Are you trying to say that I will be partial in my decisions against my own students," Fredric said, his tone cold and sharp.
Yes, I was. But I didn't say it out loud.
I shook my head.
"No. In order to ensure that we both understand the severity of breaking the agreement, another instructor should be present."
"Tsk!! He really thinks that he stands a chance of winning."
"It's the Worst One we are talking about. Despite being a descendant of the Zahara Clan, he has no potential for the Beasttamer Path, and his potential for the Magical Swordsman Path is even worse than that of a commoner."
"Unlike Ivory, who is the Zahara Clan's scholarship recipient and possesses an amazing talent for the Magical Swordsman Path. I'm certain that if the Zahara Clan were to learn about this, they would punish him to wash off the stain from their clan's history and grant Ivory her well-deserved justice!"
"Regardless of whether the Zahara Clan choose to intervene or not, He deserves whatever punishment comes his way."
The boys muttered to one another.
Fredric glared at them.
They hurriedly sealed their lips in fear.
"If that's the case, then I will allow it. But I must inform you that I will be unable to keep this matter from spreading if we invite another instructor to supervise the duel," Fredric said.
He narrowed his eyes at me and asked, "Despite this, are you still certain that you want me to get another instructor?"
"Yes," I nodded.
I was certain.
Even if I didn't accept and choose to allow him to supervise the battle alone, there was still a chance that the matter would spread across the academy if their mission was to damage my reputation to an irreparable degree.
I wanted to ensure that there was a foreign element that would serve as a witness to the agreement.
The boys snorted and clicked their tongues against their cheeks mockingly.
Honestly, I couldn't wait to smash their faces against the concrete ground. For now, I will be starting with Ivory.
"Fine. I've done my best to advise you. Don't blame me if news about this event spreads across the academy even after you have won," Fredric responded.
"Do you have an instructor on your mind that I need to call?" he asked, his tone curious.
I shook my head, "No. I'm okay with any other available instructor."
As a first-year student of the Magical Swordsman path, I was unfamiliar with other instructors besides Fredric.
I could select an instructor from other departments, but they might be unavailable at the moment.
Rather than going through the stress of pondering on which instructor would be available, I gave him the option to bring one himself.
This would reduce the possibility of them thinking that I was close to other instructors in the academy.
At the same time, it could also reveal which other instructors, like Fredric, have been bought.
It would help me avoid getting close to such instructors in the future.
"Okay, I handle this myself then. Ivory, do you have any issue with this?" Fredric asked, looking at Ivory.
Ivory shook her head. Her expression was filled with confidence.
"Okay. I will check which other instructor is available, explain the situation to them, and see if they are willing to supervise this duel," Fredric said, glancing at Ivory and me.
"You, too, may leave to prepare yourself. The duel will be held at the training ground before day breaks."
Ivory nodded.
I nodded.
Ivory cast a glare my way before turning around and walking towards the door.
Her lackeys glanced at me with burning hatred in their eyes as they followed behind her flies chasing after spoiled milk.
I didn't know which smelled worst—the spoiled milk or their degeneracy.
"Hold on, I wish to speak with you."
Just as I was about to turn and leave, Fredric called out to me.
I halted.
I turned to look at him, furrowing my brows inwardly.
His expression softened as he met my gaze.
Was he feeling guilty about bullying a student who had experienced childhood trauma, facing hate and disgust throughout his life, and wanted to apologize?
Or perhaps he was not bought out but was an unwilling participant in the grand scheme and wanted to give me some advice.
"Ezekiel... You are my student, and I am your instructor, so it is my job to ensure that my students can confide in me with their secrets," Fredric said, his voice soft and calm.
He walked forward, halted before me, and placed his right hand on my shoulder.
"Now that we are alone, I want you to be honest with me. Did you attempt to assault Ivory?" He asked, his tone strict and expression stern.
"If you come clean about this, I promise to do everything in my power to swiftly resolve this issue, and you can walk away with a lighter sentence."
It was just like a strict parent looking after his son.
His acting skills were superb.
Sigh! I should have known that two-faced individuals don't shade their hides easily.
I shook my head.
"I didn't assault Ivory. I can never admit to a crime I didn't commit."
My expression was composed.