Chapter 86 Famous Overnight (1)

86 Famous Overnight (1)

"Wake up, you damn punk!"

As the sun rose, a loud shout resounded in Room 12. It was hounding to the ear and woke up the exhausted, sleeping white-haired man on the single bed.

<nulli>Snap!

Elias snapped his eyes open in an instant. His gaze immediately spun around the room in alert while all of his drowsiness disappeared.

After seeing that there was someone standing beside his bed, his body instantly went into action like a programmed machine.

<nulli>Whoosh!

Without a word, he immediately got up and dashed towards the person. He raised his hand in one swift motion to grab hold of the person's neck.

<nulli>Tak!

He raised the person to the air before slamming them to ground, causing an audible painful gasp to come out from the person.

<nulli>Bam!

Looking at the person, Elias eyes flickered coldly before he opened his mouth.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

"You..." n//o-.v.)e).L-/b).1.-n

The person — a burly man with an intimidating face was speechless. He looked at the hand holding on to his neck and couldn't help but tremble in anger.

"You goddamn punk! You're the one I'm supposed to be asking that! Why are you in my bed?! Are you asking for a fucking fight?!"

"What...? What do you mean bed...? Ah."

Elias was confused at first before he was immediately struck in realization. He looked at the person he was holding and realized that the person was his most likely his roommate.

At that moment, the kitchen door opened and a thin man with a heavy eyebags walked out.

"Oh, Peter? You're here? He's probably our new roommate. Terence got expelled since he couldn't pay his <nulli>fees anymore,"

"Wha... Terence did? Why didn't you tell me, Robert? Poor dude... eh, anyways. Never liked that man so it's good he's no longer here. Instead of focusing on classes, he's always out with the girls..."

"I guess that was a given. This academy is hell. Unless you're in a club, you can't enjoy anything here, so much for being the best academy..."

"You got that fucking right."

Peter, the man under Elias hold, spoke in a surprised tone before turning dismissive and tired. After talking with Robert, he turned over to Elias and snickered.

"You still aren't gonna release me, you punk?! Since you're a new student in the academy, I ought to teach you a lesson to respect your seniors!"

"But we're still first years..."

Robert suddenly chided in.

Rolling his eyes, Peter ignored him and shamelessly continued.

"You! Newbie! What's your name? I'd have you know, I'm Peter Clementza. Peter, C. The boss in this goddamn apartment. Respect me or else..."

"..."

Elias looked at the man silently. He sighed and retracted his hand, releasing Peter as he fell to the ground with a thud.

<nulli>It was merely a false alarm... Tsk. Getting all alert with this comical fool, I guess habits change hard.

Peter was embarrassed and furious of being suddenly released without warning. He was about to open his mouth but Elias signalled him to stop..

Elias snapped his neck, eliciting a cracking sound.

"My name is Elias Corleone. Call me Elias or Corleone, I don't mind either. But I'm not fond of nicknames, to be frank, I hate them. I'm also not fond of giving threats, I prefer action than talking, but when I do... don't take my words for granted. I never go back on my words. Peter C."

"Since you two are here, this is perfect. Peter and Robert, right? I have a nice impression of you two, so don't ruin it for me. I don't mind living with you two, but make sure your dirty stuff and things stay away from mine. No inconveniencing each other, and no messing with each others stuff, got it? Furthermore... don't wake me up like that again. I'll kill you."

Peter and Robert were speechless. Elias words, no, the way he spoke, it was as if there was no Robert, on the other hand, was instantly sobered up from Elias words. He rubbed his drowsy black 22:41

eyes and looked Peter.

challenging it. It was a decree.

There was a certain level of esteem from his words. It was neither derision or arrogance, just an overwhelming level of confidence that made him seem above them.

No, Elias was above them — they realized quickly. The tone of his voice, the authority that shadowed it, and the steadfast iron-will his words gave.

It reminded them of the great Nobles they knew.

Similarly, it was suffocating for the people confronted with it. Even though it was merely his introduction, he already left a deep impression on both of their minds.

Elias patted his clothes calmly before turning around.

He looked at them dead in the eyes. He opened his mouth and softly repeated.

"Got it?"

Hearing his voice, Peter and Robert snapped from their daze as they instinctively nodded in compliance and fear.

"R-roger!"

"Good. Let's talk more later, I'm gonna take a shower first. I'll borrow your towels for the moment, I forgot to get my stuff."

Elias stood up and glanced at both of them silently. He nodded slowly before walking away to the bathroom. But before he disappeared, he left a few words.

"Peter, right? That bed is now mine."

"O-oh okay..."

At that moment, Peter could only nod without a word. He looked at the ground and was seemingly muttering about something.

Robert, on the other hand, was instantly sobered up from Elias words. He rubbed his drowsy black eyes and looked Peter.

"...It seems our roomate this time around is... someone special, huh?"

"...So cool.."

"Huh?"

Robert repeated, staring confusedly at Peter who was looking at the ground. Peter snapped his head towards him and suddenly grabbed ahold of Robert.

"That person... his name was Elias Corleone right? He's so goddamn cool... also, wait. Wasn't there a problem in the examination and announced by the academy?"

"Huh...? Oh yeah, the examination ended pre-maturely due to an accident of a demon sudden—oh, Oh..!"

"That's right. Our roommate is.. likely, no, he's definitely the one! Professor Felix was the one that reported that issue and even announced on the forums the person was..."

Peter and Robert looked at each, the former's eyes sparkling in dazzlement unbefitting of his intimidating face.

"...Elias Corleone."