Chapter 337 Heavy Rain

Chapter 337 Heavy Rain

I stared down the window, watching the rain pour heavily on the cobblestones. Alver was standing down by the dorm.

"Get the fuck out of here," I muttered. He waved at me and disappeared into a spatial rift.

I had explained to him about the plan, the things we need to do going forward.

'That was too well executed,' Blaze jumped onto the window.

Yeah, we can say that.

Still, I'm more surprised by Alver's reaction to these kinds of ideas. Be it the one about taking over Viceburg or the one I gave him today... he's never scared of them. Surprised, but not scared.

'Makes you wonder who he actually is, right?' Blaze added, echoing my thoughts.

I kind of have an idea of who he might be, to be honest. I have tried my best to narrow down things as far as I can, but there's no concrete answer to Alver's identity.

It's not an everyday occurrence to have a man in the kingdom pushing his guild business at a speed that even guilds like Black Wings find astounding.

He's got the money, the brains, and the connections. But how? From what I know, he's from a fallen nobility, one that still has money.

Then there's the platinum coin transaction. The ones he used while buying his first guild in Sephra, the Demacia Guild.

Those coins make it easy for me to suspect Grav because giving up those platinum coins so easily can only mean they no longer hold symbolic value for him.

A fallen noble from Grav. It's kind of funny since there are no nobles in Grav anymore. Hmm, then what about the connections? I know he's deep into illegal stuff like smuggling mana beasts and weapons, now in criminal syndicates like the Akh Helna Brothers.

Documents don't have his full name. Nobody knows more than they need to, and his unhealthy obsession with money and power is concerning.

"So, what are you doing here? In the rain?" Ren asked, staring into Vexa's eyes. He always wondered why her eyes were so... ocean-like.

Vexa, on the other hand, didn't know what to say. She wasn't very good at making small talk, but it was clear to her that Ren wasn't just here for a chat. For some reason, she couldn't just shrug and avoid him because she knew... he wouldn't chase after her.

Vexa remained silent for a moment, her eyes flickering to the parchment in her hand before meeting Ren's gaze. The rain continued to pour around them, creating a rhythmic backdrop to their unexpected encounter.

"Just... thinking," she finally replied, her voice barely audible over the sound of the rain.

Ren raised an eyebrow, clearly not satisfied with the vague response. "Thinking about what?"

Vexa sighed, her grip tightening around the parchment. "It's nothing you need to worry about."

Ren moved to sit beside her on the bench, the wet wood creaking under his weight. "You know, sometimes it's easier to deal with things when you talk about them."

Vexa looked at him, her cold exterior cracking just a little. "Why do you care?"

"Because we're teammates," Ren said simply. "And I helped you too, remember that chit? Wilger Weed from Dark Elv Canyon."

For a moment, Vexa considered his words. She had always been so guarded, so used to keeping her feelings to herself. She crumbled the parchment paper behind her back, turning it into a frozen ball, then crushed it into a million pieces.

Vexa stepped forward and sat down on the bench, peeling her gaze off Ren.

"Adam and you broke up then?" Ren asked, jumping on the bench right after.

"We are not mates... I mean partners, lovers, whatever that is," Vexa nonchalantly clarified.

For her, it wasn't the first time someone thought there was something between her and her classmate Adam Stales.

"Is that so." Ren didn't seem that surprised unlike what others had as their reaction to her denial, it would be either surprise or a very cheesy way of thinking that Vexa was lying to them out of shame.