Wearing Human Skin To A Magic School - (3/?) - They Sent A Nameless?!
Chapter 3 : They Sent A Nameless?!
Fanfiction Series By DRUNKNOWABLE1985
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The Transgracian Academy for the Magical Arts, Nexus.
Lieutenant Commander Emma
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Orientation ceremony, that what Professor Vanavan spoke of when he, and Professor Belnor, escorted me towards to another expansive room. This one more resembled European Palaces' Great Hall, and very much gaudy. The topological data shows that it was far larger than even the foyer, with white marble and a smoky grey quartz lining every square inch of the floor, and that the floor had some sort of detection mechanism that created lightning bolt-looking patterns that more resembled cracks in the pristine flooring that pulsated with each step you took. Through it didn't it pulsated for my steps, either its detected biological signers and that why it didn't pulsated, or 'mana' based, either way, this detection mechanism is completely useless for me, as I start to scan all the attendances, all of them were of various species, like Bos Taurus (Bull), multiply species Lacetilia (Lizards), Lepidoptera (Winged Insects), Cavia porcellus (Guinea pig), Ursidae (Bear), and Felis (Cat) and Canis (Wolf) and much more, as I record all in the data drive.
When our group had entered into the grand reception hall, we quickly garnered the attention of all in attendance; already glancing at the door; seemingly clued into our arrival, if it was because they were told, I don't have significant data on that, and could only make assumption on that. But it was clear, through my bio-scans of all the attendance, they show various degree of shocks and surprise, as per my scan, as per my logic systems it makes only sense as I share 92.84% similiter with another species, the elvan with organ, skeletal, and overall physical structure, while their height, skin and eye color doesn't match. With this data, there shock reaction makes logical sense, as seeing another species that have physical similarity with your species, and that elvan species also seem to be the superior race in Nexus.
Even prior to my entry into that elevated outcropping that positioned anyone entering the room about a half-floor’s height above the rest on a grand set of stairs. It seemed to be something reminiscent of those grand staircases where one’s name would be called out prior to entering the room.
I looked to my side, I saw this scrawny, yet well-dressed diminutive elf that was in the process of unfurling a scroll filled to the brim with names and titles. A scroll which I promptly snapped a photo of as per Secondary Perimeter, I must collect as much intel as I can.
“And finally, the last to join the esteemed ranks of the first-year class of 29,019, Miss Emma, of Earthrealm!” The elf announced, much to the completely lifeless reactions. As from this vantage point I could scan more, as I found some of more of the elves and few belonging to various species, seemed to be wearing a dressed-down version of the professor’s cloaks and gowns, yet quite a few seemed to be adorned in silks and other assorted fineries reserved for the nobility of old Europe. Perhaps this is what the Professors meant when they said that the uniform situation could be sorted later?
“Emma.” Professor Vanavan whispering. “You’re supposed to just go down to whichever seat you deem suitable.”
I had expected that they would make me do a speech, as from all the data I currently have on what social decorum that Nexus uses, pointed to me to this conclusion, as I am from there point of view a new species. But I didn't argue, but as I was going to the stairs to get down, Professor Belnor interrupts in.
“That is, if you don’t wish to give a speech. Being the first of your realm, there are expectations, but this can vary from person to person and realm to realm. So, do as you please.” The Professor Belnor quickly interjected with a sly, almost mischievous voice according to the Micro-Emotion detection systems.
I quickly prompted a speech within a pico-second using lexicons and locutions that I had collected in the time span I had entered to Nexus, and calibrating the volume of my speaker module, and started my speech.
"Greetings. I am Lieutenant Commander Emma of Earth Realm, the Greater United Nations' Reserve Officer Training Corps, North-American Sector, Homeworld Command. I come as a representative of humanity and its governing body, the Greater United Nations. I aspire to learn from all assembled, to exchange cultures and concepts, to witness the wonders here, and to explore what remains, for Humanity at least, the last great unknown." I activate the smiling protocol, to smile a warm and hopeful smile.
Silence was all that greeted me after that introduction, however. Silence followed by the start of mumbles and whispers, at which I active my long-range listening audio-visual sensors (L-RLAVS)
"They sent a nameless?"
"No, I think Emma is her family name"
"Nono, that’s only in the Alturic Principality. In my Kingdom, it’s is some soldiers bygone their family name for loyalist auxiliary commissioned officers."
“You Alturicians with your milites…”
“Whatever! That doesn’t change this dishonor! The Earthrealm sees itself as so much more important that it sends a nameless?”
“Even the Empire of Alanor sends its merchant houses, commoners as they may be. A nameless is not rich or socially prominent, are they?”
“I hate to be pointing out the obvious here but, she does look like an elf to other, right?”
“So, what that doesn't give an excuse to-”
“Wait, you guys, I don’t see her mana-field.”
“Maybe because she’s too far away-, no, wait you’re right. Wait… no, they couldn’t have.”
“Did they send a slave to the Nexus?”
“They wouldn’t dare. She must have mana suppressing artifacts, it must be hiding her mana-fields. There’s no adjacent realm thick enough or foolish enough to send a mana deficient creature.”
“Well, this is going to be a fun academic year… we either have a peer that possesses magical enchantments that far surpasses any of our own artificing methodologies hiding whatever tainted creature that is. Or we have a mana deficient creature, a slave in all but name, masquerading as a peer.”
“The truth shall make itself known soon enough.”
The data I was receiving was raising my red flag systems, which mainly pin out the world 'slave', that will be the topic I need to gather more data from.
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(Author's Note : Seeing that less and less people are reading my fanfic, while as a novias writer such myself, I shouldn't expect more, but seeing other fanfic getting a lot of comments and getting replies to them kinda demotivated me that why this little sneak-pic took this long. But I will try to be better and do it faster)
Posted May 1, 2026, 5:54 PM UTC