As Lenny and Perseus went up the stairs, Tobi really wanted to follow.
After all, he had been to this place many tis but had never gone up there.
Over a long period of ti, a curious pull as to what was hidden in the upper level pulled him constantly.
Then again, he was a pirate, and his sharp, well-honed instinct had kept him alive for so long.
He was not so foolish as to say that he was willing to risk his life just because Lenny had told him to co up.
After all, Lenny was strong, and apparently, so was Perseus.
But these were Magi, and the subtle chaos their kind were capable of performing with negative magic was inherently always life-threatening.
As a pirate who loved life as much as treasures, the safety of downstairs was definitely more affordable.
Tobi decided not to follow the obvious agents of problems that went up the stairs.
Lenny reached the top.
He could not help but look around.
This place was built prettier than the lower region.
It was also bigger and brighter.
The decorations on the wall were also quite artistic.
And lastly, the air slled better.
Evidently, it had been well perfud.
Lenny nodded at this as he turned to Perseus.
Perseus also nodded back at him, acknowledging the beauty of the place.
Both of them walked over to free seats at a particular corner.
However, the mont the both of them stepped into this place, the clamoring that had been heard before imdiately stopped as a small group of students dressed in long red robes with the insignia of a skull on the left side of their chests all turned their heads to Lenny and Perseus.
Aside from the students and a couple of waiters, the top side was empty.
Lenny pretended not to see them. Finding himself a booth at the corner, he headed there and took a comfortable seat.
The nu was on the side of the table.
Lenny read through it.
Apart from wine and tea, there was absolutely nothing on the nu that he had ever seen.
All of the nas were foreign, and so of them even looked more like a threat to life than a al.
An example would be the Inverted Spider Trap soup.
These were truly weird.
Then again, he was not here because of the food. He was here because of a different kind of al.
The place had beco abnormally quiet.
"Waiter!" Lenny called out.
One of the waiters attending to the students of the Red Skull rushed to co et Lenny.
However, she panicked as she stood to the side.
At least from her heavy breathing and tightening of the serving tray to her chest, she was definitely nervous.
"Well, a friend of mine told of the desert scorpion pepper soup. I'll like to try that. With so scorpion wine. He turned to Perseus.
"I'll have the sa! Perseus nodded.
Lenny turned to the waitress. Her reaction was even worse than before.
"Hmmm, are you okay?"
She shook her head.
At first, Lenny thought that she was panicking as a result of her fear of the robbing students.
After all, he had heard interesting things about the Magi.
However, he noticed that she kept on taking sneak peaks at Perseus.
Also, she subconsciously tried to stay away from him, even leaning closer to Lenny's side of the table.
It was at this mont that Lenny imdiately rembered sothing.
However, even before he could say it, one of the students, a big man.
He was old, with beards, so of which were already turning white.
Apparently, just like in his forr world, age was not a limiter for formal education.
The man stopped before Perseus, "Hey, your kind is not welco here. Pack your shit," he turned to Lenny, obviously referring to him, "and get out of our town, Demon Trash!"
Those words had co to Perseus as a surprise.
After all, Perseus did not think he had done sothing wrong.
However, as a gladiator, hostility was a nature he was most familiar with.
He wanted to talk, but Lenny pointed to a sign on the wall.
Perseus could not read, as he was a gladiator and never thought to, but he was smart.
He, too, pointed at the sign on the wall.
The sign read: Second floor reserved for guests, Junior Magi and above ONLY!
The student turned to Perseus, "Well, you are not a guest or a FUCKING Junior Magi. I should know; I'm a Magi. Now pack your shit and get the fuck out of this town!"
Till this mont, Perseus still did not understand what was going on.
Lenny, on the other hand, could not help but chuckle lightly at this.
He perfectly knew what was happening. Lenny had not known before, but now he does.
It was also the sa reason people in the town had been looking at the two of them so strangely.
At first, Lenny thought it was their perfect clothing, but it was not.
It was all because of Perseus.
Unlike Lenny, who had the Satan system and the magic from his body shielded from prying eyes, Perseus did not.
In fact, Perseus, being a gladiator, had never been taught how to reil in his ferocious aura, heavily baptized by the many life-and-death battles he had engaged in.
To top it all up, the magic that oozed out of him was a beacon of trouble.
Perseus was half-born. This ant that he was half-demon.
His untad demon magic was like a lighthouse in the darkness.
A town filled with acolytes, human magic users
Surely, demon magic would be easily spotted, even if it's under a rock.
This may be a port, but it was still a human town, and there was nothing that was as feared as it was hated right now as Demons.
And here was Perseus, practically blowing his trumpet, mocking them with the announcent of his origins.
Perseus paused. With a questioning brow, he turned to the student, "And what if I don't?"
Another waiter hurried to the student's side.
"I have inford the authorities; they are already on their way."
"There is no need for that; before they get here, I'll already be done with him!" The student spoke with confidence.
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