Chapter 294: Seek The Hidden Light

Chapter 294: Seek The Hidden Light



"It's nothing much; I just wanted to make sure that you'd reject her at the welcome party later."

"...Why?"

His once blank face showed a grin.

"Because I won't allow a student of mine to chase someone's shadow."

Emir stood up and began to head towards the exit.

"Also, do expect me and the principal to come by the party; prepare good food."

"What?! The principal?!"

Ignoring her once again, he left the place and bumped into Lily, who stood just before the tent's flaps.

"Ah, you're done?"

"Yeah..."

[I just wanted to make sure of a few things before the first minor disaster.]

He answered her unspoken question telepathically, knowing that it was what she was after.

[Bad news?]

[Good news.]

[Great! Just don't traumatize the new kids; all the blood might... you know.]

[Anything you say~.]

Emir patted her head and joined Ragnar, who stood waiting a tent away.

"Where's Mag?"

"She left... Unlike you, we teach subjects, so we don't just have two classes in a week."

He lightly punched his brother's shoulder.

"You could've just said that she had a class."

"Heh~. What can I say? I got my sassiness from the best in the game."

"Yeah, yeah, let's just go."

The two walked the marbled ground, passing by clubs of all kinds.

Clubs for sports, for art, for music, for general and specific knowledge.

Hidden under masking words were clubs for every specialization, common elements, and weapons.

Some researched and even created Holy Relics, while others focused on the occult.

The students weren't numerous, but they sure were passionate.

And speaking of the occult, Emir and Ragnar were currently standing next to one, examining its tent from the outside.

"Oh, Professors! Welcome, please check out our club!"

An excited student ushered them in, but Ragnar's interest only related to how their tent looked, so he gently turned down the invitation:

"That's alright, we just stopped to look at your place for a bit."

His words didn't speak for Emir, because while the eye-filled tent grabbed his attention, he wasn't there to simply look at Valora coins.

"I understand, but please..."

Though dejected, the student still handed out one of the pamphlets he had.

"Take this."

'Bingo.'

Emir accepted the pamphlet while a confused Ragnar asked:

Transcend the ordinary and embrace the extraordinary with us!}

Emir chuckled softly.

[...Ly, you seeing this?]

[I am, and it only confirms what we know.]

[That it does...]

"Hey bro, where are we going?"

Although Ragnar was the one leading them, he felt lost because he had no idea which club to

check out next.

Emir looked up, his eyes finally leaving the pamphlet, and said:

"Debate club."

"Why that?"

"I think a surprise is waiting for us there."

"Cryptic Emir is so fun!"

A sigh escaped him at Ragnar's sarcastic comment.

"You can't act, so this is for your own good you dumbass!"

"What? Who said that?"

"I did; now shut up and follow me."

Slightly annoyed, Emir led to the debate club's tent, taking a few turns to reach there.

They didn't take long, as the students made way for them without hesitating.

"Is that what you experience every day?"

Emir laughed as his feet paused just outside a slightly crowded white tent.

"It's nice, no?"

Ragnar looked around, watching how even the students who walked past never once entered

within a few feet of them.

"Makes me feel like a badass."

"Not quite..." Emir's words took a momentary pause as he stepped into the tent, his eyes meeting many

students that surrounded a black-haired 'young' man.

"It'd get stale in time." Opposite that man was another student, and he stood on a podium by his lonesome.

Between them were a few tables that housed the club members.

A few appeared to act like referees, so-called 'adjudicators,' while the others took care of

registering students.

But all of that clatter halted as his presence filled the room, and everyone turned their heads

to look at the new arrival.

"Hm, why did everyone turn quiet?"

Ragnar asked while following Emir inside and almost crashing into his back.

"I existed..."

Pausing his words, the man who caused such a change in the tent's mood tilted his head, his

eyes locked with the 'young' man as he asked:

"...Principal Amon, what are you doing here?"