William, who was standing and leaning against the huge glass window, stared at the outside world as the sun hung high up in the sky and spoke in an exasperated tone.
"Is it weird that I don’t want to go back to the Zarethorne Empire?" he asked, his eyes fixed on the high-rise buildings.
Asher, who was seated on a couch, replied, "It’s not. We were here for almost three weeks, with so many new experiences and fun activities to the point that we couldn’t do them all. It’s only normal to want to stay," he stated. "But there is a time for everything, a time for fun and a time for training. Unfortunately, the time for fun is over."
Finch, who was standing beside William, spoke. "I will miss this view. Waking up to see it every morning was quite nice, especially at night. It will take a while to adjust to going back to the Empire and just seeing normal houses," he mused as he shook his head.
Over the past few weeks, they had finally realized that Cindralis had taken the idea of her Separate Dimension from the Thalvorn Empire. After all, her Star Academy also possessed so many high-rise buildings, like the Training Facility Building, amongst others.
"You all are missing the wrong thing," Darissa spoke as she shook her head, her voice soft and pleasing to the ear. "What we would miss more is the technology, the ability to use the internet, talk online, browse through the media, play games on the television, watch livestreams, drive, and many, many more things," she said, her tone calm.
As she spoke, everyone instinctively turned to the phones that were in their hands. They stared at them for a moment before sighing as they shook their heads. Of course, each of them had wanted to buy these gadgets, but they had been informed by their parents that none of them worked back in the Zarethorne Empire. Otherwise, they would have already been monplace amongst the noble class.
They opened the Gallery App and stared at the memories they had created, swiping through pictures they had taken and videos they had recorded over the past few weeks.
Asher stared at them for a moment before shaking his head with a smile. He planned to tell them that FatelessPen could do a certain thing. Although that depended on whether they talked to FatelessPen, and whether the man agreed. After all, just because he had honored Asher’s request and joked with him didn’t mean the man went around acknowledging every request anyone made.
So, not being someone who gatekept information, as he gained nothing from doing so, Asher decided to speak.
"Well, the issue can be easily solved... well, depending," Asher spoke.
At his words, six pairs of eyes turned towards him as they all wondered what he meant.
"FatelessPen’s ability is to draw almost anything into existence. Just tell him to draw you gadgets that would work in the Zarethorne Empire," he said flatly. "If he agrees, fine. If he doesn’t, you still lose nothing. At least you tried," he stated in finality.
Everyone’s eyes immediately lit up as it finally occurred to them. Their eyes remained on Asher for a moment as they deduced that, for him to suggest this, he had to have already made the proposal to the man and received his agreement. But whether FatelessPen would acknowledge their own requests, they didn’t know.
After all, Asher was simply... Asher.
As Princess Vaelra opened her mouth to speak, she suddenly stopped as everyone’s phone dinged with a notification at the same time, as though someone had texted everyone all at once.
Opening their phones, they stared at the message that appeared on their screens.
{FatelessPen: Be at the lobby in ten minutes.}
It was a message from FatelessPen. How he had gotten their phone numbers and texted all four hundred students at the same time, they didn’t know, but they didn’t care or bother thinking about it. Their eyes moved to the top-left corner of their phones to see that it was already ten minutes to 10 a.m. They had pletely lost track of time in the midst of their conversation.
"I guess the time is upon us," Vaelric stated as he rose to his feet ever so slowly. Just like Asher, he would be escorting everyone.
With that, everyone rose to their feet and stepped out of William’s room one after another as they exchanged small talk. On the same floor, they found Teo Swig, who was walking together with the other top third-year class members, and also Thalric, who moved alongside his own classmates.
Thalric’s and Asher’s eyes met, black meeting purple. Thalric nodded in Asher’s direction in greeting before continuing on his way. Unlike Asher, he wasn’t escorting anyone, as his own driver would be taking him directly to the Awakener Association skyscraper, where the rest of the Wargraves were already waiting.
It didn’t take more than two minutes for Asher and his friends to arrive at the lobby.
The Hotel Manager was already waiting for them with departing gifts. He thanked everyone, then gazed at Asher and asked if there wasn’t any way they could stay longer. But this wasn’t Asher’s decision, so Asher simply explained that it was beyond his control, accepted the gifts, and kept it moving.
The Hotel Manager stared at Asher as he departed. Although the star of the Inter-Empire Tournament was leaving, and the entire Zarethorne Empire’s delegation was departing from the hotel, he knew that the moment they left, the entire hotel would be flooded with reservation requests by the minute.
They had already updated their price list for every room, but they hadn’t uploaded it to their website yet. The moment Asher and the entire Zarethorne Empire’s delegation left, they would simply click ’Update’ and watch coins rain from above.
With that, the Hotel Manager turned and hummed to himself as he walked away, looking as though he had fulfilled every one of his life’s goals and had nothing more left to acplish. Not everyone’s dream was to reach the Crownstar Life Rank, as less than 0.001% of the world’s population ever touched that realm.
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