I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System

"You guys are truly a bit late," said a voice. In front of the hall stood a group of students. Draco and Rose had just stepped onto the veranda. Draco glanced around and saw Slyph, Blum, Ming, Sharon—everyone was there.

It seemed they had been waiting for them. If one looked closely at Draco, they would notice a silvery-white bracelet and an icy-blue bracelet on his wrist. This was what Ivy and Lyraea had transformed into, much to Draco's shock. If they hadn't had the means to hide themselves this way, he would have refused to let them come. But they insisted this was the only option.

How can a man be wearing bracelets? Draco thought to himself.

"What a nice bracelet," Blum remarked, as expected. His eyes lingered on the jewelry. "Where did you get this?" he asked, his gaze never leaving the bracelets.

"I got it while looting," Draco replied casually. "It's a form of protection—it shields the wearer from sudden danger. Since today is training, I decided to wear it."

Blum continued to study the bracelets. There was something about them that felt incredibly familiar to him.

"Yes, because of the training, that's why he put them on," Rose interjected, backing Draco up. Blum nodded, though the nagging sense of familiarity lingered. Unable to place it, he finally looked away. However, their exchange had caught everyone's attention, and all eyes were now on Draco's bracelets.

Not long after, the teachers arrived: Alya, Darvis, Williams, Red, and Blue.

"Did you see Ivy?" Alya asked Draco.

"Ahem! No, I didn't see her. Did something happen?" Draco coughed, feigning innocence.

"Not really. She was supposed to be here, but I can't find her anywhere. It makes me wonder where she's gone," Alya said. "But how could she miss this? Knowing how obsessed and attached she is to you, I'm sure she wouldn't want you to leave." Alya whispered the last part, and Draco nodded, pretending to be surprised.

The Ivy they were discussing was right there with him, which made Draco feel guilty. He couldn't shake the feeling that he was doing something wrong, and it left him a bit tense.

Noticing his discomfort, Alya tilted her head. She was familiar with Draco's behavior—after all, he was her master. Something was off. Her eyes trailed down to the bracelets, and she suddenly had a look of realization.

Whispering, she giggled, "Master, no need to be scared. They're hidden well enough."

Draco turned to her in shock. She had figured it out. Would the elders realize it too? As these thoughts raced through his mind, the elders arrived—not too many, just ten, including the Vice Chancellor.

"Your seniors have already entered the training grounds," the Vice Chancellor began. "As for your training, it will take place in our first small world—the strongest."

At this, Alya's brow furrowed. She wasn't the only one; the other teachers shared her concern.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"V.C., wouldn't it be dangerous for them to enter the first small world? There's a real risk of death," Red voiced what everyone was thinking.

"Yes, they're the participants for the competition. They're our geniuses," Blue added.

"Don't worry," Old Yamato said calmly. "Since we dare to let them train there, we've prepared measures to protect them."

The Vice Chancellor waved his hand, and ten tokens appeared, floating in the air. They hovered toward the participants.

"These tokens are your protection. If you are killed, you won't actually die. The token will transport you to a safe location. If you encounter any further danger, the token will send you back outside," the Vice Chancellor explained. The teachers sighed in relief.

Draco and the others were surprised. What a lifesaving item!

"Even with these tokens, fight wisely," Dr. Shaw advised. "This is your only chance to level up in the first small world. Don't rush into fights. If the academy contest draws near and you're not back, the token will automatically eject you."

The tokens floated toward the participants, and a teleportation gate formed. Each token merged with its owner's body.

"Good luck to you all," the Vice Chancellor said as Draco and the others stepped into the teleportation gate.

"Now, the training begins," Red declared.

"Oh no, we forgot to tell them their locations won't be fixed!" Red exclaimed, scratching his head. The elders looked at each other in realization.

"Let's hope luck is on their side," Blue muttered.

What they didn't know was that, just before the portal closed, Tera had secretly sent two additional tokens inside.

Each participant was now dispersed, ready to face the challenges of the first small world.

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In an unknown forest, the sky suddenly split.

"Ah! Ah!"

Draco found himself hurtling through the air, falling at great speed. Lyraea and Ivy, having reverted to their true forms, screamed along with him.

Draco tried to move, but he was restricted by the overwhelming gravity of this world. Does the academy want us to die…? he thought bitterly.

Even as cultivators, there were certain natural laws that didn't change. No matter how powerful one was, if they hadn't reached level 50 and fell from such a height without using Originat to protect their body, death was inevitable.

This realization made Draco furious. He discovered that he couldn't circulate his Originat, which only heightened his sense of helplessness. As they neared the ground, the token that had fused with his body—forming a crest on his hand—suddenly glowed.

Draco felt his falling speed drastically reduce. Lyraea and Ivy quickly grabbed him with their claws, further slowing their descent. This small mercy brought Draco a sliver of relief.

Finally, they landed. Draco scanned his surroundings.

"Wait, isn't that a mountain of bones?" he cried out in disbelief.

CHIRP!

The sound startled him. Turning, he saw a small black-gold crow chirping at him. Looking around further, he realized they were in a massive nest—one so large it could be described as hill-sized.

"Bad luck," Draco muttered under his breath. Explore more stories with empire

Suddenly, two white lights flashed and entered Lyraea and Ivy's bodies. Draco immediately recognized what they were. A dreadful thought crossed his mind.

"We're exposed."

He could feel the aura of the Vice Chancellor on those tokens.

"It seems like that old fogey found out," Ivy muttered.

"Wait, you know him? And does he know your true form?" Draco asked, shocked to hear Ivy refer to the Vice Chancellor so casually.

"That old fogey knows. He was the one who brought me to the academy and concealed my identity," Ivy replied with a smile.

Her words left Draco speechless.

"Since you're close, would he allow you to enter this small world?" Draco asked cautiously.

"Yes, if I beg him," Ivy said, nodding her bird head.

Draco twitched at her response. She was practically admitting that she had chosen to sneak in on purpose. Meanwhile, he had been filled with tension, fearing the consequences if their true forms were discovered. If word got out, they might be hunted or subdued—something Draco desperately wanted to avoid.

"But I didn't want to beg that old geezer. Sneaking in with Darling was more fun," Ivy pouted. "I just didn't think he'd still find out."

Draco wanted to yell in frustration but sank to the ground helplessly instead. "First things first," he muttered to himself, "we need to figure out how to get out of here."

He turned to Lyraea and saw her using her dragon claws to gently tickle the small bird. The crow chirped happily, clearly enjoying the attention.

Draco and Ivy couldn't help but find the scene adorable. Smiling, they joined Lyraea in teasing the little bird.

CHIRP!!!!!!