Chapter 291: Not So Empty Empty Marble

Chapter 291: Not So Empty Empty Marble



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'Wow...'

Arthur sat still for a while, even after Emir had long left the classroom.

'The rumors made me think that it'd be a bad class, but...'

Chatter resounded all around him, but he remained quiet, staring at the system in front of him.

'Damn.'

His eyes scrolled through the objectives, and two of them showed the very methods Emir spoke of as rewards.

'Though... I don't really need to listen. With those two, I'll be stronger than him in no time!'

He pumped his fist in excitement at his bright future. He, Arthur, the bearer of fortune, would look down on them all soon enough.

"Hey! You impure bastard!"

'Ah-'

But it wasn't time yet...

[The bullies are finally here~.]

[That they are... But don't worry, Arthur! I, your master, will teach you how to beat them!]

[Bah! We'd be better off blackmailing them and getting some credits.]

He would need to suffer a bit more until then.

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'That rat bastard still has his systems.'n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Emir realized that truth as he studied Arthur's unorthodox actions.

They all indicated that one thing.

So it wasn't that Emir absorbed corrupted systems; they just weren't in the pills in the first place.

He sneered while thinking of ways how he'd deal with the master wannabe and finance nerd implanted in the kid's brain.

'But I better tell her first...'

His thoughts didn't go any further as he opened the telepathic 'door' between him and Lyra. [How was my performance?]

[You did amazing! Though you've had a few lows here and there.]

[Hm, it isn't bad for my first time, then.]

[It really isn't.]

[Also...]

[Yes, something happen?]

[Deep read my memories.]

[...I see, now everything makes sense.]

[Yeah... Anyways how's work?]

[Check mine.]

[...Heh, it looks like mom's busy as ever.]

[Of course, everyone wants to talk to the Devil's Mother.]

[Ah, I almost forgot how important professors are... And wait devil's mother?]

[Yep, rumors spread from the students to their parents, and this nickname was the result.]

[Let me guess: Lily's nickname is Devil's Sister?]

[It is.]

Emir grinned, causing the students beside him to flinch.

[I like it.]

But he didn't even notice them as he continued forward towards the elevator.

[Alright, you should go focus back on Mom and the rest; I'll busy myself with the clubs over here, see what's up.]

[Shooing me off now, are you?]

[Heh, look at you being cheeky.]

[What? Rather me being meek all the time?]

[No, not at all.]

"Something up with her?"

Emir shrugged his shoulders at Ragnar's question.

"Don't ask me."

But he knew the answer, and Ragnar should've known too, so he reminded him:

[It's Embodiment, you buffoon... It's slowly taking over.]

[Ah, the thing you sent me yesterday?]

[Yes, don't tell me you didn't check it out yet?]

[...I didn't.]

[...]

That was the moment when Emir gave up on Ragnar and joined Morgiana on her tour.

[Hey! You didn't tell me that it was important!]

[...]

Ragnar's scream was met by silence.

A silence that was suddenly replaced by extremely loud music.

[The fuck?! Music? Gah! Why is it so goddamn loud?!]

His hands rushed to his ears in an attempt to block the noise, a scene similar to that of the

song of chaos.

[Emir! What the hell did you do?!]

But it was telepathic, sent directly from Emir's neural network, so no amount of physical

blocking would help.

[Help me!]

"Wait a sec Morg."

"What's up?"

Emir looked back, watching as Ragnar flip-flopped on the ground as if he were experiencing a

life-ending seizure.

[Nah~... Lower the volume yourself.]

He wasn't affected by the sight of his brother's suffering in the slightest.

[PLEASE!]

Ragnar was begging for his life, even though he could just cut off the neural connection

between them, killing the noise.

[You learned your lesson?]

However, Emir, who knew that from the start, didn't relent for a second, not taking pity on

Ragnar's loyalty.

[I did, I did!]

And that was all he needed to hear.

[Sure.]

The music ceased, and Ragnar could relax at last, his chest heaving as he looked towards the

clear sky.

[Fuck you...]

"Ragnar just needed to be taught a lesson."

Emir finally answered Morgiana as the whole ordeal was put to a close.

"A lesson? That looks like bullying to me."

"It could be a factor... Anyways let's move; we're attracting too much attention."

His words were true; all the students around them were quiet, their necks stretched like

giraffes as they attempted to listen in, enjoying the show.

"Alright, let's check that one over there! They've got free food~."

He nodded, leading the way-

"Not so fast professors!"

But suddenly, a girl blocked their path, her right hand pointing at the two of them.