Chapter 353 82.2 - What the heart sees

Chapter 353 82.2 - What the heart sees

"We need to talk."

Just as I was about to enter the training grounds, I sensed someone's presence before me. The voice wasn't exactly familiar, but it was a voice that I still remembered.

"...."

Turning my head to the side, I saw silvery hair first – a silvery long hair. And then, my attention was captured by the beautiful face structure, with slightly long eyelashes and slim lips.

"It is rude to look at someone like that." The voice continued its words.

"Is that so?" Words came out of my mouth naturally, looking at her bright blue eyes. There was a sharp glint in those eyes, unique to someone who had the innate coldness inside themselves.

"It is."

She was the student who shared the first rank with Victor. A future powerhouse of ice if nurtured well.

Seraphina Frostborne.

"I see," I replied and shrugged it off. Whoever the person before me, I did not care too much. Whether something was rude or not depended on the person affected, and I had no control over it.

This argument somehow sounded hypocritical, but there was no one to reprimand me for that fact, so I was all safe.

As I was just about to walk further, in the corner of my vision, I saw Seraphina's mouth twitching. It seemed she disliked being ignored.

"Didn't you hear me?" She asked, her voice a little bit grumpier now.

"I did. That is why I had reacted, hadn't I?" I replied as I walked further away.

"Do you call it reacting?" She somehow sounded furious. Her words contained certain emotions, and they reminded me a little bit of Irina. But then again, Seraphina was someone who didn't act as rashly as her counterpart. She instantly took control of her emotions.

Not bothering to look back at her, I said: "Well, what would you call it then? Seems like a reaction to me."

Seraphina's cold gaze bore into me for a moment longer before she sighed, the frustration evident in her voice. "We need to talk."

"Why?" I asked. I already knew what kind of person this girl was. Even though she may act high and almighty as a noble should, she wasn't someone to let go of things. This was the typical way of acting for nobles, and she was not an objection to that rule.

"You will understand when we talk."

"I will understand when we talk. Why should I do that, if I don't know the reason?"

At my question, she made a surprised exclamation. Her face showed clear signs of a lack of understanding of this matter.New n0vel chapters are published at novelhall.com

"Because I am coming to you?" It seemed like in her world, if she came to someone, they must accept talking to her. That made sense, considering how it should have been for her in the past.

The heir of Frostborne family. One of the strongest magic noble families in Arcadia Dominion, one of the six pillars.

An incredibly beautiful girl that would make the person feel like their eyes are feasting.

Facing such a person, it was understandable why people never refused the offer to talk.

But for me, these qualities didn't matter. If I had wanted to entangle myself with this bothersome woman, I would have already done so from the moment I came to the academy. I had plenty of opportunities to do so.

But I didn't, since she was a rather troublesome person to deal with. Just like Victor and Lilia.

"So?"

As I raised my eyebrows, her stupefied face was worthy of taking a picture.

As we walked, Seraphina broke the silence with a seemingly casual remark. "Isn't it quite interesting, Astron?"

I raised an eyebrow, curious about her sudden shift in topic. "What do you mean?"

She glanced sideways at me, her gaze piercing yet thoughtful. "The whole academy is bustling with students striving to excel in their studies and grades, to prove themselves worthy of their place here. Yet, there's someone among us who seems to be indifferent to all of it."

"There is nothing interesting about it. That person most likely is just lazy to deal with everything."

"Lazy to deal with everything? Maybe they find these types of things troublesome?"

"It is good that you know how they feel. Maybe you should consider their feelings as well."

"Sadly, one's feelings are not that important in the adult world."

"Somehow, you entered the adult world now?"

"I never left it."

"That is what a child would say."

"Your assessment seems wrong; you should correct it."

"I doubt that."

"Maybe. But, you see, Mister Astron," she continued, her tone contemplative, "it's fascinating how some individuals can exist on the fringes of our society, untouched by the expectations and pressures that weigh down the rest of us."

I considered her words carefully. "And what do you make of such individuals?"

A small smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "I suppose it depends on the individual. Some may see them as rebels, defying the norms of society. Others may view them with envy, wishing they had the courage to break free from the constraints placed upon them."

We reached our destination, a secluded café corner of the garden terrace overlooking the tranquil scenery below.

A place for the high-ranking students.

Seraphina gestured for me to take a seat on one of the stone benches, and I obliged, settling myself down as she joined me.

"But in the end, everyone had a secret or two. And once you grasp them, no one can escape your hand."

"....."

"So, let's talk about our main topic, shall we." She said while sliding through the menu. "You wouldn't mind if I choose it for you?"

"It would be an honor to drink what mighty Seraphina Frostborne chosen for me."

"Your humor seems good."

"It was supposed to be sarcastic."

"For me, it looked rather humorous."

"It seems so."

As Seraphina smiled at my words, she naturally had chosen one of the options from the menu. Though I wasn't able to see what she had chosen, it didn't matter in any case.

"Now, let me ask you a question first," Seraphina said, locking her eyes with me.

"Why are you hiding your strength?"