Master of Kaidan-Chapter 606: The Mysterious Transfer Student
"Early this morning, Viltemu County in Ideal Country was attacked by the ’Heavenly Court’ organization. Pamela Armament Factory suffered severe damage, and according to reports from reporters at the scene, the attack involved three mechas codenamed ’Musician,’ ’Smoke Fiend,’ and ’Roar’..."
"These codenames are just too outrageous..." Feng Xue watched the morning news on his phone, suppressing the urge to make sarcastic remarks, especially since he was currently undergoing a security check, and suddenly having a pack of salt or something similar in his hand would require some explaining.
"Okay, you’re good to go. Welcome to Budha Ali."
The security personnel conducting the energy evaluation spoke up, prompting Feng Xue to put away his phone and nod in response:
"Thank you."
Stepping out of the airport, Feng Xue squinted at the view before him. Though he had traveled through many worlds, this was his first time arriving in such a "canonical" Otherworld.
The sight that met his eyes was a cluster of spire-topped tower buildings filled with exotic styles. The pedestrians on the streets also had a Western fantasy style, including adventurers in leather armor, wizards holding Magic Wands, and archers carrying longbows.
Aside from the archers’ muscles which were realistically developed, it was a perfect depiction of the ideal fantasy Otherworld style.
"Hmm, just no knights, but that makes sense. The era of canned goods is over."
Feng Xue looked around curiously like a city dweller venturing into the countryside but soon realized that the country of Knight was not as "canonical" as he had imagined.
The seemingly classical buildings housed electric lights and Electrical Appliances, and even the roadside trees had Hidden street lamps.
Occasionally, he would also see a few lowheads holding "Books" that emitted sounds.
Well, Budha Ali really likes to make cell phones look like books...
"Good grief, it always feels like this shouldn’t be the doing of the four extreme continents. It would be more typical for those small countries that thrive on tourism."
Muttering to himself, Feng Xue did not adjust his attire but continued in his artistic youth getup with a camera hanging around his neck and a guitar case on his back, following the map’s directions toward the fourth Royal Academy in Budha Ali.
Unlike a traditional fantasy Otherworld, this fourth Royal Academy did not just focus on fighting but was a comprehensive higher education institution that included cultural courses and artistic cultivation.
By exploiting the ’bug’ attribute of his student ID, Feng Xue paid a substantial audit fee and successfully enrolled in the middle division of the art department at the fourth Royal Academy, becoming a proud middle schooler.
Okay, middle school might be a bit young, but who could blame him when this school adopted an internal promotion system and the high division would not accept external students later on?
However...
"It looks like I’ll need to change my Clothing, a teenage boy wouldn’t typically opt for an artistic route, adding some skulls and metal chains for a heavy metal punk style would better suit the age-appropriate look!" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢
But clearly, it wasn’t easy to buy a school district apartment associated with the Royal Academy, and his plan did not support living on campus. Considering his available resources, Feng Xue bought a detached villa three hours’ drive from the school in the suburbs...
...
Early morning, middle division class 1, grade 2 at the fourth Royal Academy in Budha Ali, the classroom was already filled with the chatter of students.
"Hey, did you hear? Last night, all three Magic Factories in Brady were bombed!"
"Come on, who doesn’t know about a message blast from a mobile communication provider?" sighed Dexter. "Didn’t Hai only attack the Ideal Country and White Forest Country before? Why is Budha Ali also attacked now?"
"It seems like any act related to war gets attacked. Didn’t Brady provide White Forest Country with a batch of Magic Engines?"
"Is that just a rumor?"
"Looks like it’s confirmed now. Speaking of which, the Heavenly Court’s Mecha are just too cool. Look at this Flying Wing Floating Cannon, look at these multi-stage thrusters, they’re practically works of art! Compared to them, the Ideal Country’s F series are just trash!"
"Don’t talk about the Ideal Country, Budha Ali’s Magic Moving Titan designs are even uglier!"
"Can we not talk about that depressing stuff? Aside from the original garrison, which of Budha Ali’s military units would even consider buying those? The more we talk, the more tears we shed! Can’t they just copy others’ outer shells if they can’t design? I think the Heavenly Court’s Mecha are pretty good, even if they’re just copies, they won’t get sued."
"Right! I think the ’Smoke Fiend’ is the coolest. Look at these tassels, look at this apron armor, tsk tsk!"
"Clearly the ’Musician’ is cooler, okay? Amplifiers and Floating Cannons combined with Sound Attacks, literally the stuff of dreams! I plan on becoming a wandering minstrel in the future. If I could have a Mecha like that, I’d be laughing in my sleep!"
"I think the ’Strategist’ is cooler, that kind of Spellcaster-specific Mecha is just perfect for Budha Ali! Ah, if only Heavenly Court really was covertly supported by Budha Ali as the conspiracy theories say!"
"Brady got bombed, conspiracy theory debunked."
"Why do you have to shatter my dreams?"
...
Although Heavenly Court is labeled as ’Terrorist’ in mainstream media, at the end of the day, the fundamental logic of life is the admiration for strength and beauty.
Heavenly Court’s Mecha are handsome, beautiful, and strong, inevitably attracting followers, and for these teenagers in the midst of puberty, the label of ’Evil’ only adds an extra allure.
Therefore, no matter in Budha Ali, White Forest Country, Ideal Country, or even the young circles in the surrounding smaller countries, the influence of Heavenly Court was rapidly expanding. Only Bylang, which was mostly made up of the deceased, remained indifferent.
As class 2-1’s interest in discussions related to Heavenly Court grew, someone suddenly burst into the room, shouting as soon as he entered:
"Have you heard?"
At this abrupt question, the class briefly fell silent, then a boy replied, "Heard what? If it’s about Heavenly Court bombing Brady, that’s old news!"
"What are you even talking about?" The newcomer shook his head, then puffed out his chest like he was about to announce breaking news:
"I just passed by the teacher’s office and heard her chatting with the teacher from the next class. They said a new transfer student is coming to our class today!"
With this news, the classmates immediately perked up, and those who often fantasized didn’t hesitate to ask: "The legendary transfer student? Male or female? The legendary blonde tsundere twin-tail beautiful transfer student?"
"Stop dreaming, the teacher used ’he’, it must be a boy."
"Ugh!" As soon as the words fell, a chorus of boos filled the classroom, but soon, it was the girls’ turn to fantasize.
A prince from a foreign land, a wealthy second-generation from a hidden family, a retired young ’King of Soldiers’ from middle school—wild and Outrageous speculations escalated. And, as the bell rang and the homeroom teacher walked in, a clean-smiled, handsome young boy appeared before them—
"Hello everyone, my name is Dexter. Please take good care of me in the days to come."
