Chapter 317 Volume V - 35: Confirmed Suspicion

Chapter 317 Volume V - Chapter 35: Confirmed Suspicion

?Two weeks.

That's how long it's been since I ran into Celine and Alice on that rock. And I must say... these weeks were not very eventful. My 'training' with Professor Calvin was to start this weekend, perhaps the most important thing in front of me at the moment.

Sitting in my room, on my couch, doing nothing, I sighed lightly and turned my eyes toward what I held in my hand.

There was a disk in my hand. The disk that Lithoa said could heal Aiden, of course. Moreover... almost all of the motifs on it were now glowing. If I poured a little more mana into it, it would be ready for what I wanted. I could use it, and I could heal Aiden.

But I purposely didn't transfer those last bits of mana to the disk and placed it back into my bracelet.

It was not the time. Considering what the disk was going to do... I had to prepare first. And now, with so many eyes on me, I had to find an explanation for being able to disappear, even for a short time.

So, as much as I wanted to use the disk right now, I couldn't.

So, in the boredom of finding nothing to do... I started to watch the ceiling, but that also didn't last long.

"Lithoa."

The old man whose soul remains in my body, the main person who got me to this point... must have been asleep, because he didn't answer when I called out to him.

"Hey, Lithoa. Are you asleep?"

I felt a flicker of movement in my mind, which was soon replaced by the hoarse voice of an old man.

'H- Ha...? What happened again?

His voice was indeed that of a man who had just woken up from sleep. But unlike most of the time, he was not angry with me for waking him up from his 'sweet' sleep.

"It's been a while since I visited your house, you know... And you haven't given me anything to do since I returned to the Academy. Isn't there more you can do to help me? I... I feel like I can't get stronger like I used to."

After a very short silence, Lithoa sighed inside my mind.

'Of course, there is. But I postponed my plans because of your training with that professor. Because learning to use ordea will really help you in the future, more than you think.'

As much as I want to, I can't take what they call ordea too seriously... I don't think I can take it without experiencing it firsthand.

"Okay. But wouldn't it be better to increase my own strength rather than ordea? I don't want to interfere with my own development while I'm learning to use ordea."

Lithoa was silent again for a short time. It was as if... he was thinking.

"It's not a big deal... I got distracted, I'm sorry."

Paul narrowed his eyes and studied my face for a moment, then grinned.

"Am I suddenly handsome or something? What's up?"

I rolled my eyes and took one of the biscuits from the biscuits on the table. When I finally tore my eyes away from him and turned them back to the TV, I ignored what he said and asked him another question.

"Like I said, it's nothing important... But there's something I'm curious about."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Paul's eyebrows raised in curiosity again.

"Yes?"

"Do you remember about two weeks ago when we didn't go out because you had a headache and you were resting at home?"

Paul paused for a moment, as if frozen in place. His eyebrows, raised in curiosity, didn't lower, and for some reason, I don't know why... he suddenly became more serious.

As if... as if my mention of that day made him uncomfortable.

"What happened that day?"

I narrowed my eyes and straightened my posture slightly as I looked into his eyes.

"Why did you get so serious...? I wanted to ask you if you remember the name of the movie we saw that day. We only saw the end of it and then we decided to watch it, but I can't remember what it was called."

Paul straightened himself up in his chair and cracked one of the fingers on his right hand. Immediately afterward, he smiled again. "Did I get serious? I thought something happened because you suddenly jumped into the topic like that, I'm sorry. As for the name of the movie... I can't remember it either, sorry."

"I see..."

And that was the end of our conversation. Paul didn't seem to have any intention of taking the talk any further. So we focused back on the TV in my kitchen.

But... I had something else on my mind.

I can swear that I'm one of the people in the world who knows Paul best. After his sister, at least. But that doesn't change the fact that I know a lot about his habits.

For example, he is someone who pays a lot of attention to facial expressions when he talks to people. Likewise, although it may not look like it, he actually chooses each of his words with a great deal of care.

Aside from that, when he gets nervous, he gets serious. This seriousness is usually so minimal that it's almost impossible for a normal person to notice, but I'm not a 'normal person'. Also... the cracking of his finger is also a habit. He usually does this when he is studying and solving a difficult problem. He also applies it to his real life.

As Paul reached for one of the biscuits on the table again, I did the same. I couldn't help squinting my eyes slightly... while focusing on what the program on TV was saying.

Now, I am sure of it. Paul is hiding something from me and he doesn't seem to want it to come out.