Magus Supremacy - Chapter 237

Chapter 237: A Theory! (Super gift bonus chapter)
Chapter 237

The following morning, Grey and his friends had just finished their breakfast.

With full stomachs and slightly drowsy steps, they were now required to attend their theory class, where Instructor Magnus would continue his lecture on Breakthrough Mode—a concept that now held new weight after yesterday’s events.

A heavy silence followed them down the hallway, thick like fog.

“Something’s bothering me,” Raze finally spoke, breaking the quiet that had settled like a curse.

“Whatever it is, keep it to yourself,” Scarlet replied sharply, her eyes locked on Grey, who walked a few paces ahead of the group. “We don’t need more nonsense this early.”

“But I think you’ll want to hear this theory,” Raze pressed on, his brows furrowed as thoughts spun in his mind like a puzzle trying to click into place.

“What is it?” Greg asked, sounding bored. He wasn’t particularly interested, but he knew Raze well enough to realize he wouldn’t shut up unless heard.

“That demonic student we’ve been hearing rumors about… I don’t think he’s overhyped,” Raze began, pacing ahead of the others before turning around to walk backwards, facing them as he spoke.

Grey remained quiet up front, his hands buried in his pockets, but his ears subtly perked up.

“Duh! Isn’t that what the powerful instructors have already been saying?” Vince asked casually.

“Yeah, but hear me out,” Raze insisted, gesturing animatedly. “We’ve got the captain’s kids here—Vince and Dave.

Dave’s one of the strongest upperclassmen, right? He should easily be in the top three of his year. Meanwhile, Vince…” he paused, smirking, “well, no offense, but you’re kinda weak, bro. Even if your magic is top-tier.”

“None taken,” Vince said with a shrug, clearly used to it by now.

“Cool. Now, the captain is a powerhouse. So, logically, his kids should be strong too. And then, there’s the principal… we don’t know how strong he really is.”

“Obviously, he’s powerful,” Jay chimed in. “He’s one of the emperor’s right-hand men. That kind of position doesn’t go to the weak.”

“Exactly!” Raze’s eyes lit up with energy. “So if the principal is a monster in strength, it stands to reason his child—if he has one—could be just as monstrous. Right?”

Vanica raised an eyebrow. “Wait… are you saying that the demonic student is the principal’s son?”

“Bingo.” Raze snapped his fingers, grinning. “Think about it. Grey’s seen it too—remember Nozel? The son of Wysteria Academy’s principal? That guy was a beast.”

Grey’s pace didn’t slow, but his mind buzzed.

“And let’s not forget,” Greg interjected, pointing at Vince again, “not all sons are stronger than their fathers. Look at Vince—no offense.”

“Again, none taken,” Vince muttered, his voice flat.

“Hmm… good point,” Raze admitted, stroking his chin. “Still, it’s a pattern worth thinking about.”

Scarlet rolled her eyes. “Even if your theory holds water, why would he choose Lunaria Academy? If he’s that strong, he could’ve gone anywhere.”

Grey, despite his outward calm, was fully engaged in the conversation. His gaze was fixed forward, but internally, his thoughts stirred.

‘What if Raze is right? That principal… When I first met him, he was smiling, mysterious—but there was power behind that smile.

Unfathomable power. If his kid exists and has even a fraction of that strength… he could very well be the demonic student we’ve heard about.

But I guess I won’t know for sure unless we meet… which probably won’t happen anytime soon—unless fate pits us against each other.’

They reached the heavy wooden door to their class, and Grey gave it a light push.

Inside, Instructor Magnus stood by the platform with a faint, nearly invisible smile creasing his lips.

“Welcome, all of you,” he greeted. “Glad to see you’re back on your feet.”

The students quickly shuffled to the center of the spacious hall, finding their usual spots, their focus slowly zeroing in.

“As you know, there’s no time to slack,” Magnus began, his tone solemn. “The missions you’ll be called upon this year won’t be the simple errands of your first. No—this year, you’ll be stepping into more dangerous operations. Dungeon raids, for one.”

A quiet chill washed through the room.

The word raid alone pulled their minds back to the horrors of the last dungeon. What had started as a routine exercise turned into a bloodbath.

The Ant King’s sudden appearance had decimated the group in seconds. They remembered the searing pain, the helplessness… and the death of Kael, a second-year student who never made it out.

Shivers ran down their spines—except Grey. He stood still, arms folded, face unreadable as memories flickered behind his calm eyes. While the students all heard one thought in their minds.

‘If Grey hadn’t been there… we would’ve all died.’

“Why am I telling you this?” Magnus asked, snapping them out of their grim reflections.

“Because your current power levels won’t cut it when the next real threat appears. You’ll need more than magic—you’ll need evolution. Breakthrough Mode is your path to that.”

He let the words settle for a beat before continuing.

“With a breakthrough, your magic transcends. You’ll feel it—deeper, sharper, stronger. I said this before, and I’ll say it again: not everyone will unlock it.

And that’s okay. Those of you who can’t, don’t be discouraged. Mastery of your magic can still take you far.”

Grey’s expression shifted slightly. ‘From what happened yesterday, it’s clear… I’m close. The potential is there. I just have to reach for it.’

A faint, determined smile touched his lips.

“Now enough talk!” Magnus suddenly clapped his hands, the sound echoing like thunder through the hall. “Let’s get to it—same drill as yesterday. Push past your limits. Strengthen your mental core! Go!”

The air thrummed with energy as the students braced themselves. Today, they would chase the edge of their potential—and maybe, some would cross it.