The entire day, I couldn't suppress the déjà vu that was giving goosebumps. Fortunately, the entire day was filled with theory; otherwise, I might have fucked up if we had spars or monster fights.
I am sure that the spectral I saw was going to attach to a person who was going to be used as fodder for the protagonist to step up, but I don't know which one.
Most specters I encountered in the ga were ones who had already possessed a person. And having dealt with many, I never feared them until I saw them.
The live raw form of those slithering worms disgusted . If it ca and attached to unknowingly, could I have resisted it?
I am only smug because I have Spectral Vision to identify them, but it only helps when I activate it. There is no pre-warning, and my hunter instinct didn't fare any better because it was a sneaky, formless being.
I don't know where it disappeared nor did I use spectral vision to search it.
Activating Spectral Vision was troubleso. In a brief mont, the ravings and murmurs almost made deaf and lost my sanity.
I shouldn't let my curiosity get the better of .
Returning to my room, I rinsed my face a few tis, letting the cold water cool down. On raising my face, I was greeted by a pair of troubled purplish eyes, to which I questioned,
"I thought I was tough."
"With all that I suffered, I didn't think anything could shake , but..."
A smirk appeared on the face that reflected in the mirror.
"In the end, I have a weak ntality. 9.8 seems big but it's just the starting point, allowing enough space to resist and not lose my mind."
I slapped my cheek to remind myself.
This isn't a ga... This is real, and he is alive within it.
One wrong step might not lead to death, but it would certainly lead to destruction.
....
Reaching the designated place we had been asked to gather, I appeared at the training ground that had been brimming with color heads.
Entering, I could already see myriad groups of familiar faces stitching with one another. As I walked, I noticed a few sneaking glances at .
So conversations reached my ears.
"Wow! Who is he? So handso!"
"You don't know him? He is the one who ca late on the second day."
"Ohh, that cool guy who evaded Mrs. Emilia's kick."
"You think that was cool?"
The topic perturbed nearby and lasted only for a short while before I sneaked into a corner, waiting for the event or drama to start.
"So, you were here?"
I paused a bit and turned around to see a familiar guy leaning against the pillar.
"What are you doing here?"
"Sa as you. Avoiding the lilight."
I blinked, staring at his face covered by bangs.
"Do you even have a redeeming feature for you to be in the lilight?"
Reed beca flustered and pointed at , "You... How dare you say that to ... To your own master... You don't have my charisma, bitch! I am the descendant of the Eternal Dragon God."
I closed my ears to stop that gibberish from corrupting and asked, "When did I accept you as my master?"
"Ohh! Did you forget what happened last ti?" Reed asked, and to my surprise, pulled out his phone, playing a recording.
[Listen, bro. It seems you lack ntal fortitude, unable to tolerate the class of that geezer. Accept as your master, and I shall bestow you the fortitude of bravery.]
[Yeah, whatever.]
"That…. CREAAKK!
My words were struck by a loud screeching squeak as a boy was thrown away by a yank.
Reed looked at the entrance to see a young man with a very handso face, dark chestnut hair, and jet-black eyes. An imposing aura was spreading from him as he led the two behind him.
From his neatly arranged clothes, I could see his clothes were just ironed this morning. His accessories, which shaped his looks, were enough to show that this young man before was soone who attached importance to his appearance.
Stopping, he looked at the boy he had thrown and spoke coldly, "I have no problem where you stand, but stop blocking the door."
"Haa! Edwin, don't be like this. Chill down," a boy tried to calm the situation and was about to pat him when a chilling pressure erupted from Edwin.
"Shut up! If you want to stay here, learn so manners. One doesn't know where to stand, another doesn't know when to speak and interrupts others when speaking," Edwin said coldly, looking around with a fierce glare.
"You are all studying in a reputed place that has been created by the sacrifice of many, so do what you are here to do rather than wasting ti on gibberish."
"Edwin, now who pissed you off early in the morning?"
Edwin's ears perked up, and his expression distorted. He didn't turn, but he could already see an annoying platinum-haired woman walking there.
CLICK! Click!
With a clicking sound, a girl quite tall for her age appeared with a smirk and spoke to Edwin.
"Edwin, you should restrain your temper. After all, not everyone is as noble as us. You can't expect manners from the dogs."
Many who thought she was speaking for them suddenly frowned, feeling sothing was wrong with her words.
"Freya..."
"Yes, Edwin! Do you want to say sothing?" Freya asked with a smile.
Edwin's expression was distorted.
"Stop being a bother." Then he looked around and muttered softly,
"I will owe it to anyone if he or she can stop her from bothering ."
"Bother?… How did I bother you?" Freya asked with a smile.
"You!" Edwin controlled himself and, ignoring her, walked away.
"Hey, while you are going—"
"Just shut up and stop being annoying," Edwin spoke coldly and walked to his stand.His pace was clearly faster than previous.
Everyone who stood before him dispersed, running to the side.
Freya's smile vanished, casting an expression that matched Edwin's quite well.
Then she looked at the people staring at her. Irked by it, she scoffed, "Stop staring at ."
"Can't you two do sothing about that temper?"
Freya looked irritably at the green-haired lady who appeared with a smug smile.
"Shut up. Also, you don't have any right to interfere here, Leila," she spoke coldly.
Behind her was the golden-haired lady Selena and the redhead Ava. At the entrance door, she spotted a pale blue-haired boy who piqued her curiosity due to the recent news.
The boy had managed to deal with a renowned bandit with little to no injury. The tale was quite widespread because the bandits were all awakened and terrorized the place.
Even though he looked weak, taking on an entire gang of bandits who didn't play by the rules wasn't easy.
Ashton noticed the gaze and stared at Freya, who shook her head and looked at Leila. "Instead of butting heads with , you should improve yourself so as not to stain the honor of nobles."
Leila's expression stiffened, and Selena decided to interfere with a glare. "You shouldn't be rude like this."
"Stop preaching to . It's the sa for you, idiot. With such bloodline potential, you are ranked at 8 when light is the most fearso elent against the abyssal threat."
"What a waste!" Freya sneered, making Selena frown, unable to retort.
"You bitch!" Leila cursed and was almost prepared to pounce when Freya decided to ignore her.
Ava then ca and patted Leila, saying, "It's okay."
Selena and Leila's gazes softened, but what they heard next made them cough blood.
"Just get stronger and beat her."
Their expressions cracked, and Leila scread, "Are you consoling or sprinkling salt on my wounds?"
"Huh? Why did you say that? It's the truth, isn't it? After all, you are weaker than her."
"Damn! I am gonna kill you."
"Stop!" Roderick sneaked in and grabbed Leila, who tried to shake him off.
"Let go! I am gonna kill her first, then the other bitch," Leila shouted, shoving Roderick, who looked at Ashton for help, but he just shook his head and stepped back, ignoring them as if he didn't know them.
In the midst of this, a clap echoed followed by a cold voice.
"All of you behave yourself and get back in line. It's ti for class," a loud soothing voice resonated in the space.
Everyone turned and saw Emila appear alongside a stranger.
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