A/N: Sorry I haven't posted for this story in a while. Here's chapter 2. Let me know what you think.
"Now, I'm gonna put away the blades, if you tell me what's going on," I said, keeping the mystic blades in the air.
"This isn't a place for violence." An old woman said. I look at her.
"And you are?"
"I am headmistress Holbrooke." The old woman introduced. "Now can you please put away the mystic swords so we can talk with civility?"
Garth sighed as the swords disappeared. The headmistress nodded. "Now let's talk."
After some talking with the witches. They allowed the will-user to stay at the academy until they figure out how to bring him back to his world. But, he'll have to be a professor for a new curriculum called 'defence magic' to keep away any strange attention towards him. It's a class where he teaches students how to cast certain spells to protect themselves in dire situations. It may be difficult for Garth since he only knows 'Will' not light witchcraft. Garth doesn't use a wand, so, it may be difficult to demonstrate spells.
Garth was walking with the dark blue haired woman from before and started a conversation with her. "I haven't gotten your name," He said to her.
She looks at me while carrying a bunch of large books, "oh, my name is Ursula Callistis." She answered.
"Well, it is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Callistis," Garth replied politely.
"You can just call me Ursula, Garth." She said.
"From what I've heard from the other witches, you're mentoring a new student?" He asked.
Ursula looks at Garth and nodded, "her name is Akko."
"Akko?"
"Yeah, you know her?"
"She's the reason why I'm here," Garth answered. "She had trouble getting into the portal, so I helped her out."
"That's really kind of you," she smiled at him. Ursula looks down at the bag Garth was holding. "What's in the bag? Garth looks down at the bag he was holing.
"Oh. This is actually Akko's," He answered. "I plan on giving it back to her whenever I see her."
"I can give the bag to her if you want me to." She offered. Garth looks at her with a raised brow, looking at the many books she carried and back to her gaze.
"Are you sure?" He asked worriedly.
She nodded at him. When she attempts to take the bag, she starts to lose balance because of the many books she was carrying. When she started to fall, he immediately caught her by putting his arm over her stomach and pulling her back on her feet as he used a force spell to levitate the fallen books in midair.
"Are you all right?" Garth asked.
Ursula blushed as she felt his arm pressing against her stomach. "I-I'm fine." She stammers. Garth unwraps his arm from her stomach and stacks all the books she dropped onto his open palm.
"I'll hold these for you." Garth said to her.
"N-No, it's fine—I can-"
"I insist." Garth walked with Ursula to her classroom. They went inside as Garth puts the stack of books on her desk.
"Thank you, Garth." Ursula thanks him.
"Your welcome," he says simply as he approached the exit.
"Oh. Garth wait!" Ursula shouts, stopping him from leaving as he turns around to face her. She walked up to him and handed him a book. Garth looks at this.
"What is it?" Garth asked as he examines the book.
"It is a spell book, for the class you will be teaching." Ursula answered. Garth looks at her and smiled.
"Thank you." This caused Ursula to smile back.
"No problem."
Garth nodded at her before leaving.
Somewhere in the city
"Where the hell am I?" The Commandant asked himself as he looked around in the modern area. Citizens in clothing he does not recognize stare at him. He ignores them and began walking as they whisper about him being a 'cosplayer'.
The Commandant walked into an alley as he felt the presence of being followed. He stopped walking as he turned around to see three men in their twenties pointing knives at him.
"Give us your wallet." One of the men said.
The Commandant raised a brow, staring at them with his dead eyes. "What did you say?" He questions with a dark voice.
"I said 'give us your wallet'," he repeated. "Unless you wanna get stabbed."
The Commandant couldn't help but chuckle. "Whatever it is you seek from me, asking won't help," he looks at them with a mark of death. "Take what you want from me."
The three men growled as they charge at him. The Commandant grabbed the first man by the arm and broke it. Tossing him aside, he opens his palms with both hands and released balls of fire at the other two. Burning them alive. He turns to face the last man left.
"Your cockiness has brought misfortune upon you," the Commandant materialized a mystical whip in his hand. "Now I'm gonna hit you. And you're gonna thank me."
Back at Luna Nova Academy
"Greetings, young ladies," Garth says as he faces the audience of youthful children. He turns around and uses a spell to spell his name with mystic writing on the board. "My name is Garth, I'll be teaching you how to use your magic to defend yourself."
The students looks at him in confusion. One girl with glasses raised her hand. Garth points at her. "Yes, uh..."
"Lotte Jansson." The girl introduced.
"Yes. What's your question?"
"Are you a warlock?" She asked him.
"Umm, no."
"Then what are you?"
"I'm a will user."
"What's 'will'?"
Garth sighs. "This is gonna be a long day."