Antihero In the Hero Academy: I Can Connect the Past Heroes

It had been exactly two months and twenty-four days. After seeing his sister Eva off, Atlas had prepared himself thoroughly and then packed everything he needed to carry into his magic bag.

Atlas had only managed to become a first-grade aura warrior in the process, and first grade wasn't even complete. Still, even in Eva's eyes, this was incredible.

It was admirable that Eva herself had spent half a year just to teach her body what aura was, and her little brother had spent half that time.

Atlas had left home for the last time for a long time. He was filled with a strange feeling, in his previous life, when he left this house, only a huge time pattern of pain and evil covered him.

Now he was in complete control of everything.

He knew perhaps every secret that covered the world, he knew every single thing in the hero academy, and even better, he was no longer a person with his old mentality.

He didn't care about people anymore, indeed he didn't care if every single one of them died. He had already become someone who was not the definition of a hero, the fact that so many of them had died and that he was not going to try to spend his life for everyone was enough to show that he had already accepted it.

However, he finally made it to the carriages that would take him to the academy. He had to go to the academy for the entrance exam and there was no way he could not pass the exam in his current state.

As he arrived at the field, Atlas could see that many nobles and their children were in the field. Many nobles had travelled from the capital and beyond.

After all, the last stop before going to the academy was the city of Ilanos itself.

Many of the nobles around seemed to have their eyes on Atlas, of course, every one of them recognised him, but no way could have happened.

"Shit...Is that who I think it is?" one of the nobles immediately muttered. The thoughts of the others were no different.

Atlas didn't want to ride in a carriage, after all, an enclosed space would be much better. Still, he didn't want to throw away any possibility. Right now, he could meet Nyx directly if he wanted to, he could bind to the goddess, but he wanted to do it with his skill.

He wanted the goddess to choose him this time, not out of pity, but because she was genuinely interested in him.

That's why he paid for the carriage and then sat in the carriage next to the non-noble children.

Even if he did not realise it at the moment, the eyes of many gods and goddesses were already on him. Thanks to what he had done in the first three months of his return, the dungeons he had entered and the people he had saved, he had succeeded quite successfully in taking the eyes of each of them on himself.

Still, not every Chaos-Born was looking at him.

Even Nyx herself was watching him, but none of the Chaos-Borns honestly thought it was right for them to provide Atlas with a sponsorship.

Of course, that would change after a very short time.

After a short period of almost an hour, the parents were separated from their children. According to the long-established rules of the Empire, no family member who did not live in Herria, the city in which the academy was located, could accompany the students.

This meant that the students were alone from the moment they boarded the carriages or other 'luxury' carriages.

The children in the carriage were as anxious as they had been in his previous life. Each of them was travelling in the same carriage, not only because they were going to take the exam, but also because they were travelling in the same carriage with the brother of a woman who had partly the same rank as the Duke of the empire but did not accept it.

Although the journey had only just begun, Atlas was actually in a state of great anxiety. In his previous life, only about forty of a huge travelling party of almost a hundred people had survived.

The huge group was about to be ambushed, and it would happen almost immediately near the city of Herria. The ambush would be almost ten kilometres away.

Atlas honestly wished it hadn't happened, but it seemed to be the course of time. At least that was what he thought.

He wasn't talking at all. The other nine students in the same carriage with him were already chatting. Atlas chose to use his time to meditate.

After becoming a Third-Grade mage, he had begun training himself as an aura warrior with his older sister, but that didn't mean he had stopped collecting mana.

He was openly and continuously gathering mana without stopping. He aimed to do so without even going into a meditative state. Since it was something he could already do in his previous life, it didn't take him long to get used to it.

There were six days to the last day of December, not counting this day. There would be exams the day before the new year began, which meant that they would have to arrive at the academy in a little more than five days.

The attack would be in the evening of the fourth day when they would come out of the forest and go to rest in the open.

It was for this very reason that Atlas was trying to gather as much mana as possible. Of course, a large part of this was because he wanted to create the fourth magic ring, but he could also prepare for the ambush that would come with it.

Since many nobles had items to protect themselves with, he wanted to be around the non-noble children.

After all, many of the non-nobles were half-human or directly elves, dwarves and other races. Someone had to be there for them.

Even if Atlas didn't care about the humans, he aimed to protect the others.