For the rest of the day, Cesar did nothing else. He stopped maintaining his form, wandered his thoughts about his future, and didn't search for any kind of information about the Soul Scholar.
What he did was lay around his bed, completely feeling lost at himself.
This was the kind of rest he needed.
He doesn't need this kind of thing to do every day but just once in a while to refresh his mind. After all, if soone continues using sothing without a stop, it will be overloaded and will not be able to function like it used to.
That night, he slept like a kid.
He didn't mind if there was soone to disturb his sleep as it was nearly impossible to happen to happen. Well, Spencer was one case but he was an ally.
Then the next day, he woke up with a big contented smile plastered on his face.
"First day of training, huh,"
His smile slowly died down once he ca up with this realization. Knowing he would miss the warm bed that had been here for him in a couple of days, Cesar began to prepare himself for the day.
He washed himself up, opened up the curtains, and prepared himself a nice coffee, and cooked normal food— egg and bacon— before setting up a chair right outside of his balcony.
Feeling the cool breeze of air pass through his skin, Cesar leisurely ate them while couldn't just help himself to relax.
This was really worth living for, and just peace it is.
Once he had finished for a couple of seconds, Cesar walked towards the drawers and chose the academy clothes that Arnold had prepared beforehand. At the desk, while looking himself in the mirror, Cesar saw how his face had changed greatly.
And it had to do mostly sothing with his eyes.
As it stands, his features beca even more striking. The Eyes of Deceit shed together with his normal eyes, making it look like they weren't different at all. And because of that, the scars relating to it have been gone by chance as Cedeit didn't seem to like that he was all ugly and such.
If he wanted to connect with Cesar, at least the Nightmare did it with justice.
His physique has been buffed as well and his specs seed to have upgraded.
He was still Cesar of the old, but many things have greatly changed.
He just needed to embrace them.
Cesar saw a plated na tag on the desk in front of the mirror, picked it up, and pinned it to his chest.
[Cesar Sparrow]
He can finally say that he is back.
…
Cesar walked through the teacher's building and greeted so of them along the way. Those teachers who noticed his na tag and so familiar on his face were able to greet him with disbelief in their eyes.
Most tried to hide it but it was natural that so were very open about it… and asked questions.
Cesar outrightly rejected their demands while putting Arnold's na in the mix. When that was being said, the teachers didn't pry any longer and went with their rry way.
The students who contacted Cesar were different, however. They were strangers to him, and because he had lost too much valuable ti, all the knowledge he had regarding the students' power rankings was lost.
He had to rebuild the network he had with them. And with that, Cesar also ca to understand that connections were important.
Being a bitch will do him no good. It's better to have so people to rely on that can be used any ti even if he's the type of person who would want to go solo in any way possible.
And soone caught his eyes after seeing this figure being surrounded by a group of students.
"Hey, you're Cesar Sparrow, right?"
A man with red hair stretched his hand forward. With a calm composure, he introduced himself with a soft smile.
"Class 1-A. Fourth Year, Apollo Dublin. I received my few Facet just a week ago after undergoing the Examinations." The red-haired man who introduced himself as Apollo, added, "I'm a son of a very reputable father in the Army, Colonel Dublin. Can we talk about so things, senior?"
'Huh, he has a class, is very respectable, good reputation, and is probably a strong leader with these people beside him. Apollo Dublin, huh? That rings a bell…'
As far as Cesar rembers, Apollo Dublin was a third year when he was fourth year. Apollo had been in Class 1-A since his first year, and aside from that information, nothing.
He wasn't interested in people that weren't in his year after all. They weren't competitors aside from the people in the sa year.
And now that Apollo approached him could only pertain to two things; he thought Cesar could either be his opponent or his ally.
"Hey, why do you think you can recruit Cesar Sparrow on your side, Apollo?"
'Recruit?'
Suddenly, a woman surrounding herself with people beside her ca forward and faced Apollo face to face. Her blonde hair fluttered across the hair as she gave him a side eye before shifting his gaze at Cesar.
"Hello, Cesar Sparrow. You might find this surprising but what Apollo is doing is to take soone on his side, might as well force them if you put it into context. But I'm different. I'm recruiting you with different kinds of benefits that you'll receive from Apollo,"
She imdiately shook her head as if she had forgotten sothing before stretching her hands forward, "Well, sorry for my manners. Since they're openly doing it, I might as well, right? The na's i Xuan."
Chatter—!
As the crowds get chummier and tighter with Cesar finding the situation amusing, the path from the side suddenly halved as a man with his group behind him trod forward towards Apollo and i.
To give way to the man, the students scattered away, only leaving Apollo and i's n right beside Cesar.
"Hello, senior Sparrow,"
The man stretched his hand forward— his dark blue navy hair and piercing eyes match Academy's clothes—and spoke apathetically, "The na's Leon Stratford. Current Academy's Top. The sa as others, I want to recruit you as well."
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