An Extra's POV: My Three Fiancees Hate Me-Chapter 84: Uniform

Initially, Riven had felt that the prince was a neutral party that didn’t really have any issues with him. But now, it turned out that was not true. It’s not that the prince was calm and neutral, he was simply watching and biding his time.

"The way I got strong is my business, it has nothing to do with you at all. Everyone in this room simply thinks they are better than me and I don’t deserve what I got, right?

Well then come and take it, I dare you. Take the first rank and see if it’s easy," Riven said. His voice sounded enraged; he looked at them with bloodthirsty eyes, ready to rip off the head of whoever came for him.

He took one step forward, looked at all of them, and with a cold glare in his eyes, he spoke, "As long as I remain in the academy, none of you will take the first rank from me."

The room fell silent, so much that if even a pin fell, it could be heard. The air was heavy.

They all stared at Riven, their eyes held malice—all but one pair of eyes: the princess. She stared at Riven not as an enemy, but like a wonder, as if she wanted to find out who he truly was.

"Now that all of you have heard what I have to say loud and clear, GET OUT OF MY ROOM!" he roared in anger. His breathing was heavy.

"I see even trash gets proud when they have a little power," Liana said and got up. She walked to the door, looked at Riven right in the eye and spoke,

"No matter what you do, I’ll not respect you. And soon, I, Rank Six, will take that rank from you," she said.

"Hey, get out of the room already, you all have played around too much," Noel said. She frowned and looked at him.

"You seem to have forgotten that academy rules make it so you can’t use your nobility here. You carry yourself like you are some genius, and at the end of the day, you can’t even defeat me, not to talk about Riven," Noel said.

"That’s enough, no need to start getting on each other’s nerves, just leave already," Riven said.

Everyone finally got up and left the room, leaving Noel and Riven.

"That was intense. We just basically made ourselves the biggest targets in the academy," Noel said.

"It was bound to happen," Noel said. He looked around his room, finally able to take in the beauty of the room.

It was a small house, to be precise. There was a living room, a bed, and everything needed in a room—a cupboard, wardrobe, and more.

He walked up the stairs to see what was there, and it was an entire study section and library, with five bookshelves filled with books, a table, and proper lighting as well.

There was a small space with reinforced materials, probably for all sorts of experiments.

"They didn’t hold back at all," Noel said.

After a few hours, Noel returned to his room, and Riven could finally catch some shut-eye. For close to a month now, all his fighting and all his struggles were simply to get into the academy, and now he had finally made it.

Sure, it might seem like he had come a long way, but in all honesty, the academy was only the start of his story.

But for just one night—for just today—he would sleep properly and have a good dream. He didn’t know when next he would have the chance.

[....]

The break of dawn came sooner than Riven wanted. The light shone through the windows of the room, casting its warm glow on his body sprawled on the bed. His bedsheets were tossed to one corner and one of his legs barely on the bed.

His eyes flickered open. He let out a yawn and stretched his body. He rubbed his eyes.

"It’s morning already?" He pushed himself off the bed, stretched a little more. He looked at the door and saw an envelope under it.

He walked there and picked it up. He already knew what it was—it was a list of everything that was dropped on his door.

He opened the door and he was right—a large box was there. He pulled the cardboard box inside his room and shut the door.

He opened it up, and the first thing that he saw was his uniform cleanly arranged. He immediately pulled it out and took a look at it.

It was like a mix of a robe and a suit. It reached to his knee. It was fully black with gold trims, with the academy emblem on it. He tossed the uniform aside and pulled out the second pair. He tossed it aside as well and looked inside the box.

There were books inside: the student rule book and an academy information book. There was also a book showing all the classes he could have and more.

Beyond that was a small leather wallet. He opened it up and his ID card was inside there. There was a small blank crystal-like screen on the ID card, and he already knew what it was for.

He infused mana into the card and immediately his rank was projected. But that was not the only thing the screen did—it also showed important things like information and data.

It also showed how many student points he had. The academy worked on points as currency. They allowed trade, purchases, and a lot more things.

Points could be gained in many ways, and the easiest way was by being in the top fifty. Those in the top fifty had an allocation of weekly points. As for the others, they had to find ways to gain points.

The amount given in the top fifty was relative to the rank, with the highest being a hundred thousand points given to Rank One.

Riven checked his points, and when he saw the hundred thousand there, he smiled.