"What… did you just say?" Stark mumbled while deeply into Sora's eyes, taking her aback slightly as she didn't expect her friend to be this serious over a piece of information.
"I an… the panel is right in front of you…" Sora shrugged.
"…Right," Stark looked back at it, and imdiately his eyes widened again.
…
[Second Sester Trial: The Colosseum.]
[Basic Information: This will be an INDIVIDUAL task, aning that you will be alone while completing it, get ready.]
…
These were all the informations they got, nothing more, nothing less.
But if what was written here was true.
Then…
The location of the fourth apostle from the second of the [ApostleDex] was just revealed to him.
.
[Line 2, Apostle 4]
[Na: ???]
[Level: ???]
[Location: Last Floor (10) of the Colosseum]
….
The apostle was at the last floor, maybe he was the final boss actually? Who knows!
"Alright," he nodded, "Thank you, Sora, I can prepare sothing for you if you want?"
It didn't look like it, but Stark was actually very good with his hands, and as he was an accountant who lived alone in his past life, cooking wasn't that strange to him.
"It's fine," but she shook her head, "That is all that I wanted to say, I have to go back to business matters."
Sora was only 18, but she was already vice-president of several guilds under direct order of her father, and her strength was extrely useful to the family.
Of course, her family didn't know about Stark or the domination trials, but if they found out their only daughter, who always acted emotionless and never approached anyone, was getting 'infatuated' to a random boy, then it would be a disaster.
"I'll be taking my leave," Sora got up from her seat, not touching her grape juice, then began heading toward the exit door.
"…" Stark couldn't and didn't want to stop her, so he just followed.
But right as Sora was about to leave…
"Don't worry, Sora, we'll think you while we're having fun!" Lana peeked out of the hall, a genuine smile on her face.
'Thinking of while you're having fun…' Sora looked down, a fire burning within her: she was annoyed, so annoyed in fact she almost wanted to stay here just to stop them from having 'fun'.
Yes, Sora misunderstood what Lana said, thinking they were having… um… the other kind of private fun.
Lana on the other hand never had such intentions to mock Sora, as she was her friend, but in the end it did sound like she was nagging her.
"Alright," Sora nodded with an emotionless expression as she opened the door and closed it behind her, "You two have fun, then."
"Huh?" Stark felt irritation in her voice, but it was Sora he was listening to, so he simply thought it was his imagination.
Clang!
He closed the door behind Sora, then went back inside his apartnt.
'Need to get stronger…' he thought, walking past Lana who was speaking to him, her voice muffled as his brain completely ignored it.
He now had the location of ALL the apostles from the second line of the [ApostleDex].
The first three were in the [Devil's Abyss], the fourth was in the [Colosseum] sowhere, and the crimson moons trio were in the domination trial.
If he ever wanted to know the location of the apostles at the third line, who should be the strongest of all, he would need to kill all those on the second.
Lana watched him intently, her eyes filled with confusion, as Stark sat on one of the chairs around the table and started thinking about sothing she didn't know.
This had happened several tis these past few days, and each ti it would take around an hour for Stark to go back to his normal self, any attempt to distract him didn't work.
But surprisingly, this ti it didn't take more than ten minutes for Stark to co back.
And once he did, he asked a simple question to Lana.
"Is there a 'Rift Storer Association' in the capital? Or at least sowhere where I could get stronger?" he asked while looking at Lana.
"…?" the blonde-haired girl was confused, "Huh… yeah?"
"NICE!" Stark imdiately got up from his seat, a wide smile on his face, "Very nice!"
"???" Lana raised her eyebrows, then imdiately she realized, "Stark… wait a damn minute…"
"What?" Stark was already beginning to check out his [Spatial Inventory] to see if he had everything he needed.
"Don't tell …" Lana's eyes widened more, her pupils shaking.
"Hahahah!" Stark could already see it, he could sense the feeling of growing stronger.
Only 5 levels until level 75 after all, which ant another class AND the possibility to break through to gold-tier!
With three months of break before the next academy sester, he had MORE than enough ti to do whatever he wanted!
"You're planning to go inside a rift even in vacation?!" Lana was flabbergasted, "Even though we're having fun?!"
"…"
And suddenly, Stark stopped everything he was doing to look at Lana with the most neutral of expressions.
"Lana, I like spending ti with you, no denying it," that first sentence made her blush, "But… no matter what, I need to get stronger."
"Why?! Why risk your life even though we're on break?!"
"You wouldn't understand, but right now, it's either I risk my life and get stronger, or I die later anyway for being too weak."
"With your current strength y-you could definitely earn more than enough money! And I can help you too!"
"Wouldn't work, I am forced to keep going no matter what, for I am the…" Stark didn't finish his sentence.
But…
[Talent: Chosen One].
"…Alright," Lana didn't want that, but she understood, she can't force him to stay either.
She was already happy she spent ti with him, as he was always busy.
And deep down, she knew, that no matter how many months or years, her mind would still force her to wait for Stark.
"I'm leaving tomorrow," he told her while approaching her and patting her head, "Don't worry, I won't die, at least I hope."
"…" Lana looked down, she really wanted to cry, but sohow she couldn't, the tears wouldn't pour out.
Maybe because she didn't know about Stark's circumstances? Or because she knew that he was right in trying to beco stronger, essentially because the academy year wasn't over and that it would beco much harder later on.
So in the end…
"Okay," she smiled bitter sweetly, "Do whatever you want!"
"Thanks," he didn't need her approval, but it still was good she understood.
And just like that, the day passed quickly, Stark spending the most amount of ti possible with Lana, and even allowing her to lay beside him on his bed.
Tomorrow ca, and so D-Day arrived.
…
"Goodbye," she smiled as she waved at Stark, who was currently leaving the apartnt, "Please co back no matter what!"
"I will, so even if a long ti passes, know that I wouldn't die," he nodded, and she hugged him.
After that quick embrace, he left his apartnt and closed the door behind.
"…" Stark didn't feel much, to be honest.
To him, all that mattered is to get stronger.
If he was sure to et the apostles at so point, and if the third domination trial was looming over him, then he had no other choice.
For being the [Chosen One] is both a blessing, but also a curse.
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