Chapter 102: Sound, Void and Sun [2]
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It was finally the day.
Class soon came to an end, and it was time for the three to report for the training session again.
It was now a week since they had started training.
Amon packed his stuff and looked at Michael.
"Can you report to the teacher that I'll be a few minutes late? I'll see you there."
Michael nodded with a smile.
"Sure, I'll report it to Daniel so you don't have to worry." He gave a thumbs up.
Amon squinted his eyes.
Even though the symptoms had died down, the signs were still there.
The way he referred to 'Daniel' so casually showed his trust and easiness around him now.
It was a subtle cue that he was able to notice.
As Michael left the class, Amon rushed towards the bathrooms.
Entering them, he quickly got into one of them and opened his mouth wide.
Taking out a hand mirror, he quickly observed his upper jaw, finding two pills embedded in a tooth on each side.
He nodded and put back the mirror.
Coming out, he adjusted himself and took a look through everything he had prepared.
He couldn't fail this.
A 5th order clovist wasn't an easy foe.
Finding himself ready, he exited the bathrooms and left the academic block.
It was late afternoon right now. The Sun was going to set in a few hours.
He exhaled a deep sigh. He had accepted the quest from the system.
Amon needed to play his cards right.
Not just in defeating Daniel, but in other aspects as well.
If all went well, then it was going to be a major advantage for him.
He was now on his way to the personal training rooms.
**
Amon entered the rooms, finding it to be a cozy party environment already.
There were couches and tables and the lights were set to dim already.
Daniel had of course set this using the room's settings.
He looked at Elizabeth and Michael who were seated at the couches, already engaging in talks.
He wasn't an Extra, that he knew. Especially not with those cheats...
And the plotline was surely fucked the moment he was brought into the first mini-arc.
So...
He was already planning for something to go wrong.
And fortunately, he was prepared.
He looked at Zephyra from the corner of his eye, taking off his attention for a second.
She was seated on a starless couch a certain distance away from him, sipping a glass of wine.
Her aubergine hair were pulled up into a bun and she was wearing a regal black ball gown, with stars etched on the dress.
Her eyes met his and she winked.
He simply stared at her, not saying a word.
'...What are you doing?' He finally asked.
[Guess, Sherlock.] She shrugged.
Amon didn't say anything.
'...'
[I'm drinking and enjoying it, can't you see?] She asked.
'...'
[...]
'....What?'
[What?] She questioned back.
'Don't 'what?' me, you know what we are here for and what is about to happen right?'
She shrugged.
[I know and I trust you to handle it. It's not like I can beat them or anything.]
'...'
[Don't worry, I'll still help you in a lot of ways except for fighting them.] She did a thumbs up.
He sighed.
'Whatever.'
Suddenly, he felt a presence coming toward him.
He looked up and saw Daniel walking in his direction.
He had two glasses of wine in his hand and a wide smile was plastered on his face.
Settling beside him on the couch, he extended a glass toward him.
"How is it going Amon? Let's enjoy this evening shall we?"
Amon resisted a deep and tired sigh.
'Of course, what was I thinking? It was never going to be this easy for me.'