My Muscles Adapt 10,000 Times Faster

Tron's eyes twitched as he coughed, relieving himself, of the embarrassment. Lana seemed to have witnessed this and simply chuckled. Her smile making the sun dim as she lightened the entire building.

"I thought you might have started to attend lectures as the Entrance Examination Was three days ago."

"Something important came up that I needed to attend to, taking up most of my time. Which made me miss the lectures." Tron explained. And although it wasn't a detailed explanation, it was still close to the truth.

"Alright, let me explain the classifications to you then."

"Discovering arcane energy several thousands years ago made up develop multiple paths to become a magus. They are classified into Classes."

"The most popular path is of course the true magus path. However there are many people whose body and talents are more suitable for other paths and would reach greater heights in  that path than the true arcane path."

"The Beast warlock path, the Body Rune Magus path, the Bloodline path, the Monster Tamer path and the pure Rune master path."

"As for me, I'm a Rune master, hence why I work here part time to earn some arcane crystals to increase my meditation."

Lana finished speak as they arrived at the front of a large door.

Tron's eyes immediately opened to the hundreds of possibilities that had laid before him and he almost laughed out loud. At first, he had thought he would be the only odd one out in the entire academy's who fights using pure physical strength. But it appears that there are other Classes that also enhance their physique to become a magus.

"Here you go."

Lana suddenly opened the door and a laboratory was revealed. The equipment was vastly different from those in laboratories. But seemed like that of a tattoo artist instead.

Tron remained at the entrances of the room and stared at Lana in confusion.

"Didn't you come here to inscribed a rune?"

The confusion on Tron's face only increased by the second until it finally clicked.

"You are a Runic Magus."

Tron was a bit surprised and dubious as he glanced at her. From what he had heard, it takes an extremely long time to master runes and even longer to learn to engrave them into weapons.

Most Runic Magus are therefore old men or women. But Lana was clearly a young vibrant lady and didn't have a single hint of white hair in her body. This made Tron skeptical as he glanced her in suspicion.

"Have you ever successfully inscribed a rune?" Tron couldn't help but ask her, his gaze wandering around the entire laboratory.

The young lady removed her jacket and as though she couldn't see the doubt in Tron's eyes she immediately responded.

"No, not yet." Her face didn't even flush red in embarrassment as she looked at Tron with a smiling in her face.

Tron's doubt deepened even further. And without hesitation, he turned around and immediately left the room.

There was no way he would place his life at the hands of someone who clearly knew nothing about runes. A single mistake in the inscription could instantly kill him causing the part of the inscribed body to explode violently. Why the hell would he risk his life?

"Wait!"

"Whoosh!"

She suddenly vanished and appeared before the door like a fog of smoke. Tron's pupils constructed.

'What speed!'

She had moved a bit above Shia reaction speed, making Tron stunned at the instantaneous teleportation.

Tron's eye's suddenly lit up.

"Is that a rune spell?" He suddenly asked, his face gazing at two odd characters that had lit up on her exposed legs.

Lana glanced at her legs which was now fading with crimson arcane mists and nodded proudly. Her hands holding her waist as she humphed.

"It's a Short-distance Instant Teleportation Rune. Blink Rune"

It was actually a Short-Distance Instant Teleportation Spell! Tron was a bit surprised. Teleportations were something only Arch magus could perform.

However, the spell had been degraded several times and the lowest level was now called Short-Distance Instant Teleportation. Even then, the price of such rune  was extremely expensive and not something that an ordinary magus could have accessed to. Which means she either comes from a very wealthy family or was an old lady who had drank the fountain of youth and had reverted back to her youth.

Tron calmed down and then decided to listen to what she wanted to say.

She was extremely excited seeing Tron had finally calmed down enough for her to speak. She grabbed two chairs, letting them face other and decided to seat in one and happily directed Tron to seat in the other.

"Let's make a deal. My theoretical skills have reached a Junior apprentice level and I need a willing participant to help me pass the Examination to reach a Mid-apprentice level. If you let me inscribe on you, I won't collect any fee from you if it is successful."

Her round emerald eyes pierced into Tron's dark ones, expecting an answer.

Tron appeared to be in thought as he also gazed directly at her and with the firmest voice known to man, he responded plainly. "No!"

He was impressed by the rune but he wasn't impressed enough to lose his head. How could he let her use him for her passing exam as though he was simply an object. Moreover, she didn't seem trustworthy at all to Tron and In addition, she didn't add the one thing Tron was interested in along with the plan, the Short-Distance Instant Teleportation rune.

He immediately stood up and turned to leave through the door. He didn't want to wait there another minute and listen to anything else she had to say. He was already thankful for her.

"Please wait, Tron!"

Tron simply ignored her words and continued to leave the hall.

There were lots of students dressed in weird matching robes, with runic symbols engraved in them, glistening as they moved.

They were particularly eccentric and simply ignored Tron once they noticed he was actually with Lana.

It was as if there was some sort of stigma on her that made them completely ignore and avoid her.

Tron immediately noticed this and frowned even more.

His instincts were right. The girl was no good.