Knife To Meet You! 11 Krys Jafferi With A Knife

Kyvas walked with Krys -- Well, carried, but not being able to move on his own was not something he was taking to fondly -- as they climbed up the Academic spire one floor at a time.

Jach had decided not to come with them - something about drafting a letter to the Immortal, so they could send it off as soon as they got the permission to. Also, something about still needing a drink.

Kyvas could definitely relate to the latter.

Apparently the Headmaster was the only faculty member in the Academy to have the means to send a message to the Immortal. And the Immortal was the only fleeting hope of him going back to Earth.

"No magic. No enchantments. I still can't believe you people could create so many things!" Krys half yelled at Kyvas, for the hundredth time in the last hour. Krys and Jach had made him spill out all the details about Earth he could. Of course, that amounted to not much over such a such a short amount of time, but most everything he'd shown them had been met with awe. They hadn't even let him learn much of this world!

To Kyvas's surprise, they had in fact been most stunned by plumbing. Not by the concept of it, really, as they had elaborate plumbing systems in this world too, but that we had figured out how to implement it in tall structures without magic.

In fact, they treated the ability to create high rises in the first place as nothing special. Kyvas questioned about that and got a reply more or less along the lines of "You'll see."

Electricity, apparently, was also a thing they had known about. Though they just thought of it as an inferior version of Mana.

And the thing that surprised Kyvas most out of the things he's been able to learn in the short time was the presence of objects resembling computers. They used Mana and Enchantments to mimic what the computers of Earth could do! This tower itself was considered to be the most advanced such device in existence. It controlled all of the facilities inside itself. Lighting, plumbing, temperature control, defense, and apparently even communications were all controlled by a ma.s.sive network of enchanted devices spread throughout the tower.

"And I can't believe you don't know how- How any of it works! You know the advancements we could have made in EVERY b.l.o.o.d.y THING with that knowledge?!" Krys, apparently, had decided to continue his outburst this time.

Kyvas was in his hand. The hand that Krys was flailing around in his outburst. Inside a corridor filled with students just about to head to their next cla.s.ses.

A few screams echoed as students hastily made way for their knife-wielding teacher.

"Sir, watch the Knife!"

"Oh G.o.d Krys has lost it."

"Stay back, don't get out of cla.s.s just yet."

A few watching from the sidelines commented.

"Oi, oi watch where you swing me, you p.r.i.c.k!" Kyvas yelled. The flailing was messing with his vision, making him feel dizzy and out of sorts. "I was an accountant, not a d.a.m.ned engineer!"

Krys blinked, realizing what he was doing. He then raised Kyvas up to his eyes.

"And now you've made me look like a psycho. Great." Krys muttered.

"That's all on you." Kyvas retorted, missing his hands as he could no longer rub his temples.

Krys just muttered something incomprehensibly and hung Kyvas in a loop around his belt.

A few quiet murmurs about the Professor were still floating around the crowd. Krys shut them all down with a death-glare and continued walking.

The moment they turned around to an empty corridor, Kyvas decided to ask Krys about something Jach had mentioned before.

"You're the Information and Communications head of the tower, right? What does that even mean?"

Krys glanced down at the knife. "Exactly what it sounds like." He looked around and found an inlaid metal panel on the wall near the end of the corridor.

"Something this big needs a good information network. I work on developing and improving it."

He reached the panel. Rummaging through his pockets, he procured a quill. He then placed one hand flat on the plate, and with the un-inked quill started writing something on it.

"I created this interface for it. Lets the staff access most of anything they need anywhere they want. Lets them send messages to each other. Notices to the students. Search for information through the library..."

He finished writing and pocketed the quill again. He then stepped back.

"Or in our case, communicate with the tower itself."

The wall right in front of the two suddenly slit apart. Hinging outwards like a large stone door.

"Opening a shortcut to the top floor."

Kyvas gasped. The door had opened up to the outside of the tower. To a staircase spiraling upwards around the spire, open to the elements. To the sky above, and the clouds below them.

All Kyvas could see apart from that, was another spire right in front of him. Perfectly smooth stone stretching an eternity above him and disappearing into the clouds below him.

Krys grinned and stepped onto the staircase. He found an identical metal panel and took out his quill again. This time when he was done, the door closed behind them, and the staircase started to move. To crawl upwards and around the tower.

"I think your people would call this an escalator." Krys grinned at Kyvas with a smug look like a child showing off his new toy to another.

And all Kyvas could do was say "Yes."