Caliste had said his goodbyes to his family and the butler, who had already left yesterday, and he was now back on his way to the academy, even if that was the last thing he wanted.
The past few days had been a breath of fresh air for him as he got stronger training under the butler, learning a few Demonic Arts that were bound to be extrely useful. Nevertheless, it wasn’t all negatives since Caliste would be able to see Fleur again after a while, which would be nice.
He would also be able to learn a little more about the last Barbarian since the butler seed to say that he would be able to help him greatly.
After all, it was true that while Caliste was powerful, his physical strength was not the best. If there was anyone who could train him, it was a Siglius. There was no doubt about it.
Very quickly, Caliste found his way inside the Demonic Academy as a few people muttered in the hallways, staring at him from all sides, whispering things to each other.
"Did you see that?"
"I-Is he back after all this ti?"
"I thought he had died..."
"I heard so strange rumors about him."
It seed that ever since Caliste had been done inside the Dwarven Territory, there had been a lot of rumors thrown his way, sothing that would need so fixing later on.
But Caliste wasn’t affected at all as he continued to walk forward without glancing at anyone, heading straight toward his dorm, which he shared with Fleur. Right as he knocked on the door, it was swung wide open as an elf jumped into his arms.
"CALISTE!"
It was Fleur, obviously.
She was over the moon. She had heard the news that Caliste would be returning to the Demonic Academy after a few weeks of absence, and she couldn’t wait to see him again. She had been thinking of him ever since he had left without telling her.
"It’s been so long! How are you?" she said as she hugged him as tightly as possible.
Caliste could easily feel her body squeezing against him, which wasn’t the worst feeling in the world. In fact, he enjoyed that mont for a bit before letting go of her.
"I’ve been good. Why don’t we enter?" Caliste asked as he could still feel the presence of a few individuals who had been hiding near the entrance of the dorm.
Caliste already knew that there would be even more rumors about him and Fleur running around the academy, but he honestly couldn’t care less.
Right as they got inside, Fleur sneaked up behind him and gave him another hug.
"I-I’ve missed you..." she said with her cheeks completely flushed, as Caliste knew exactly where she wanted to go with this.
"I’ve missed you too..." Caliste quickly replied, and before he could even say sothing else, he saw Fleur starting to remove so of her clothes, leaving only lingerie, which she had worn especially for this occasion.
While Caliste hadn’t been in the mood, now that he had seen her like this, he had no choice but to give her what she wanted. He smirked and grabbed her as he walked inside their bedroom, and she threw him onto their bed.
Fleur was blushing like crazy and muttered, "Ever since you’ve left, I’ve only been sleeping in your bed so that I could sll your scent..."
Caliste found that a little extre, but he also liked that kind of girl as he just patted her slightly before getting into the action, undressing himself.
Very quickly, the situation escalated, and as always, Fleur was having the ti of her life.
"ANNNH!" she scread inside the dorm.
They were lucky that the walls were well insulated. Otherwise, everyone outside would have heard her scream as Caliste continued to ram his dick inside her tight, little pussy.
She continued to have orgasms for the next hour as Caliste did his job correctly, and once she could no longer handle it, that’s when they stopped, and that’s when Caliste could finally get to his business of why he had co here in the first place.
While Fleur was already overwheld on the bed, barely able to formulate a thought, Caliste had already started to put on his clothes again as he asked her a question.
"Do you know where Albert Siglius is? I need to have a chat with him about sothing."
Fleur’s eyes widened. "I... uh, don’t recomnd it. Ever since Rachel returned to the Demonic Academy without you, he has been absolutely furious at you for not attending detention every day."
Caliste barely nodded as he didn’t really care about it all that much. He thought that it was normal behavior coming from a barbarian to act in such ways.
"Doesn’t matter. Do you know where he is?"
She shrugged. "Probably in the Detention Center; he’s always there for the better part of the day."
Caliste nodded as he rembered well where it was located and imdiately went there, leaving Fleur on the bed without a care in the world as he had made her quite happy already.
Caliste road through the school extrely quickly and found his way to the Detention Center, where Albert was indeed there, standing behind his desk with a wide smile tugging at his face.
"Look who’s here!" he said in a loud tone as he always did. "Look who finally decided to show up! Are you here to apologize to ?"
Albert clearly looked like he wanted apologies, but Caliste wasn’t in the mood to play his gas. He just wanted to beco stronger. He had already lost ti earlier because of Fleur. He wanted to get stronger as fast as possible to deal with Alek.
He had a lot of things on his plate, and getting this mystery over with was the first thing he wanted to do.
"No, that’s not why I’m here, actually. Soone told that you might be of use to ."
"Soone? Who are you talking about?"
He seed fairly intrigued to see the person who had recomnded him. However, even then, the frown on his face didn’t seem to go away for the ti being. He was clearly unhappy with the situation where Caliste had missed a few days of detention.
However, this anger quickly vanished when he heard the title of the person.
"He called himself the butler."
Imdiately, his back straightened, and a deeper frown found its way onto his face. But it wasn’t one of anger; it was one of confusion.
"Where did you et him?"
Caliste smirked. "He’s the person who made miss two weeks at the Demonic Academy. If you’re mad at soone, it should be him."
"Is that so? What did you two even do?"
"He trained for over two weeks, personally. That is until the Demon King asked for his help before he was done with my training. He told that you were the person he thought capable of continuing my training."
Siglius’s frown deepened. "He did? That man said that?"
He seed slightly excited all of a sudden.
And when Caliste confird it, he exploded with joy and laughter.
"HAHAHA! That’s right! I’m the best! What did you need my help with?"
The apologies vanished from his mind as he was now only focused on the fact that soone had asked for his help. It was honestly astonishing to achieve such a thing.
"He didn’t say. It was sowhat mysterious. But if I had to guess, I have to beco stronger physically."
"Damn right. You’re a fucking stick look-a-like. If he asked for my help, then I will teach you personally until I’m satisfied. Let’s go!" Siglius said as he stood up and grabbed Caliste by the arm toward one of the private training grounds of the Academy.
But it seed that he might have made a mistake, as it was the private grounds for instructors. When Caliste ntioned it, Siglius brushed it off without a care in the world.
"Those weak asses should take example from you and start training their weak, tiny little bodies."
He seed a lot more excited about this whole thing, and for pretty good reasons since he seed to respect the butler a lot for so unknown reason.
He started cursing and was beginning to act more and more like a Barbarian.
"For your first objective and before you can progress further," Siglius looked around as he realized that sothing was missing. "Wait... I need to go and get sothing."
Caliste sat down in the middle of the training grounds, and one hour later, Siglius returned holding a giant rock that was three tis his size in both length and girth.
"Right... where did we finish off?"
"My first objective."
"That’s right! Your first objective is for you to lift this massive stone for more than three seconds."
Caliste’s eyes widened as, while the stone was only three tis Siglius’s size, it was at least six tis his.
’Did I make the right decision to ask for his help?’
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