Reader Mage-Stubbing August 10! Chapter 39: 39-The Alleged A-Class Mage Heading To Prestige Academy

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“What’s she doing?” the murmurs started. “The headmaster hasn’t even said anything yet.” “Is she out of her mind?” “What do you mean ‘is she?’ She obviously is!” Merlin wanted to punch himself. He should have known. Nora had been silent all through, so he should have known that some absurd plot threads were intertwining in that head of hers. But, still… He bit his lower lip. There was no way he could have expected this! “Put your hand down,” Merlin muttered, his lips pressed together as he jabbed Nora at her side, sounding like a father scolding his stubborn child. “Put it down immediately, or I swear…” Nora acted like he was invisible, though. In fact, she turned it up a notch and stood up. Merlin paled, feeling like he had just been struck by lightning. She was going to be the end of him. He looked around them, and, sure enough, every single pair of eyes was on Nora. Even those to the front of the auditorium had turned around on their seats to look at her. The atmosphere on the stage was even worse. A few of the instructors were frowning, Professor Jung was no different. Despite having a sweet face, she seemed like a strict person, and Nora was acting in such a disrespectful manner. The headmaster, on the other hand, was smiling. Nora’s antics did not seem to be bothering him even a bit. And as Professor Jung tried to approach the podium—most likely to take over, reprimand Nora, and then answer whatever her question was—the headmaster raised a hand to stop her. He then cleared his throat and leaned forward towards the mic. “You have a question for me, young miss?” he said, quite politely, in fact. Was he really an S-Class Mage? Merlin wondered. He had somehow come to reasoning that Mages of that Class would be more smug, acting as though they were all that. After all, they were powerhouses, and all the fame and recognition associated with it ought to get to their head. But Kim Yiseo, and now, the headmaster, proved him wrong. However, that didn’t stop Nora from acting even more disrespectfully than she already was. She went ahead to dip her hands into her blazer’s pockets, angling her body to her side slightly like she was standing in an unmoving queue. It was more than obvious to Merlin that Nora was still annoyed about the whole incident with the president’s grandson. Sure enough, she usually didn’t stay angry for long, but the short time she spent that way always felt like an eternity. That was because she was never one for pretending. And that was exactly what scared the life out of him. If Nora did not construct her words well, they might as well no longer be Mages. Professor Jung had just told them that the Academy didn’t tolerate nonsensical acts. Please, just manage your temper for today! Merlin begged in his mind. “Yes,” Nora replied to the headmaster. “Am I permitted to ask now?” The headmaster cleared his throat, and still with a smile on his face answered, “Go on.” “Why did the orientation start a lot later than what was scheduled on the leaflet?” She went straight to the point. “I believe we as students have the right to know, don’t you think?” The murmurs were a lot lower now. Because the majority of the students seemingly shared the same feelings as her, they had gone from being somewhat violent towards her due to her actions to understanding in just a second. “It seems like you have a guess already,” the headmaster said. “I would like to know what you are thinking.” Nora just stared with a blank look on her face. Merlin had a lump in his throat. “Are you trying to deflect?” she said. Gasps. No. Roars were what sounded next. That was a rude thing for her to have said, and an even ruder tone to have used. Merlin facepalmed. This was Nora. When she got angry, she threw common sense out the window. This was the headmaster she was speaking to. For goodness sake, Nora… “Am I deflecting?” The headmaster swept his gaze across the first years as though expecting one to answer on his behalf. Then he guffawed, surprisin