Two weeks had passed since the incident with Kevin Springer, it caused him so much embarrassment that he almost felt like going crazy at any moment.
Although it was a loss for Arthur Wolfson to let go of a talented man like him, it won't incur disadvantages to the Weaver Faction that much… because Kevin was replaceable.
"F*ck!"
Kevin Springer blurted out while he was sitting on his bed, alone in his dorm room. His hands were touching, at the same time scratching his head as a sign of irritation. The bluish moon illuminated his dormitory room, adding a feeling of serenity to the atmosphere, contradicting what Kevin felt at the moment.
After some time, he recalled his investigations for the past few days; he suspected that it had to do with the girl he fought and crushed during the Mock Bottle two weeks ago that was supervised by the Student Council President Arthur Wolfson but as he confirmed the condition of the girl, and the strength she showed that time, it was extremely impossible.
'How the f*ck can a find the culprit… I don't even have a suspect!'
For a few days, even though he didn't fully recover yet from the seemingly eternal embarrassment, he observed the girl who he fought that time, and after that, her companions, and came to a conclusion to rule them out. Although he witnessed one of her companions fought toe-to-toe against a senior during the Mock Battle, it couldn't explain the situation he experience such as appearing in the middle of the Obelisk Tracking Field, bypassing the guards that were at least A- rank.
Although he wasn't the kind of man who would just bully a person out of nowhere, the same thing cannot be said if he'd get benefits or something similar which means he couldn't suspect anyone other than the girl whom he fought, and her companions.
Suddenly, the words of the Student Council President flashed in his mind.
'Azalea won't be coming in the Mock Battle, so I'll be tasked to supervise it. If you have a conscience in trampling the weak, forget joining my faction…'
He remembered Sir Arthur Wolfson's words, the Student Council President who assigned lower-ranked students against the seniors during the Mock Battle.
'Tsk… I have to join no matter what.'
Being a member of the Weaver Faction grants a player long-lasting benefits, especially after they leave the Obelisk Academy.
Weaver Faction members were tasked across the Olympia to be scattered like 'threads', joining different guilds in disguise, discovering their weaknesses then reporting them to the Faction itself.
In other words, Weaver Faction specializes in spying!
This Faction was under a particular guild that aims to absorb any other guilds at the moment of weakness!
After absorbing the crumbling guilds, especially those who lack power, the existing members will be forced into a 'contract' of labor of various kinds.
After some thinking, a smile that shows desperation appeared on Kevin's face.
…
'Oppa, I dreamed about something for like 6 consecutive nights recently… I was floating in the middle of a space of pure blackness that feels like resonating with me, then after that, the dream setting changed, I was holding a peculiar sword as bodies were kneeling on the ground in front of me… some were like humans, but others were something I have no idea about. I couldn't see their faces as they were covered by a black fog, but their hands and feet were chained, and something tells me they were dangerous… so I had the urge that I need to kill them.'
Russell Moon recalled in detail what his younger sister, Freya Moon had told her before they returned to their respective dormitories.
Russell was standing by the window, looking at the night sky where the bluish moon illuminated the world and almost every part of it. His deep blue eyes contained a myriad of inexplicable emotions.
After an unknown amount of time, a sigh escaped from his mouth as he remembered the details of the novel he wrote in his previous life. Every time something happened within his sights that were unexpected, he couldn't help but have an existential crisis, it felt like his thoughts were experiencing dissociation even after his 16 years of existence as a reincarnator.
Although he knew what that dream implied, he couldn't believe that it was his younger sister who received it.
With that dream, Russell realized that he didn't need to grant the Chaos Trait anymore to her, but felt like he should still do it because of its benefits such as the Nihility trait.
After some time, Russell muttered with an ambiguous expression as he looked towards the illuminating bluish moon, feeling captivated by it.
"Death's Executioner…"
…
"Baby! Baby! Come here!!!"
Said a beautiful woman with auburn hair and brown eyes, looking at a young girl running up to her with the same hair and eye features.
"Mommyyyyy!!!"
The young girl at the age of 6 spread her hands to her mother who sat to match the level of her child as she wait for the affection of embrace.
The mother received her child in her embrace as both of their warm bodies touched each other, sharing the love between the mother and the young girl.
"Babyyyy!"
She lifted up her child in the air with her two hands under each armpit of the young girl then kissed her child many times on her cheeks.
She then looked at her child with a beautiful smile and said…
"Babyyyy…"
The young girl who also smiles back looked at her mother who was holding her up and spoke…
"Yes, Mom???"
After a few seconds, the expression of the mother turned into something that expresses the proudness of her child.
"Please…"
…
In the middle of the night, Samantha Hall woke up as she suddenly felt emotional for some reason especially a feeling of nostalgia and longing.
"How long has it been..?"
She muttered as she sat on her bed reflexively, she then recalled the memories with her mother as she mumbled in a weak tone.
"Where are you, mom…?"
It was more or less than 10 years ago when her mother disappeared due to a mysterious cause, it was not only her mother but across the world, it randomly happened everywhere.
It was not only the human race that experienced random disappearances but even other races such as Elves and Dwarves, although humanity was not sure about other races except the two friendly races whom humanity had contact with, some people assumed especially researchers that it occurred to every race, known or unknown to humanity.
She looked at the bluish moon in the night sky by the window as it exuded a serene atmosphere, matching what she was feeling right now and after an unknown period of time of contemplation, she couldn't go back to sleep and decided to head to the 'Exclusive Training Grounds' reserved for A-1 students of first years in the Rigel Building where connections with one another could be created.
…
At Exclusive Training Grounds, Rigel Building
Samantha Hall arrived after a few minutes of preparing as she couldn't go back to sleep. There, she saw a woman whose deep black hair was ponytailed and has deep blue eyes that resembled the deepest waters like a sapphire.
'Freya…'
It was one of her classmates, at the same time, the woman whose older brother was the one Samantha found genuine and had no hidden motives.
Freya Moon, who saw her just nodded her head as she continued swinging a training sword.
Samantha retracted her gaze as she looked at the wall clock attached to the side of the training ground…
'1 A.M …' Samantha said inwardly…
After she woke up due to her dream, she forgot to check the time in her room as she hurriedly prepare to leave because she felt like the serene atmosphere in her room would just make her feel more sentimental the longer she stays there.
No one was around this time of the night as most students were sleeping or just going to sleep even though there were classes later.
Samantha picked up a lowest quality training sword and walked towards a training dummy near Freya.
Training swords have different qualities, but even the lowest quality won't easily break.
She swung her training sword lightly towards the sturdy training dummy.
~ Bang!
The sword broke with the swing as she throw its remains on the side, then picked up another.
~ Bang!
The sword broke again with just the light swing, then she heard a voice on her side…
"You are really strong… you could easily break that kind of training sword."
Training Swords for A-1 students were ranging from lowest quality, low, mid, intermediate, and highest quality. These swords were made using different kinds of woods that also have different weights, durability, and mana conductivity.
It was designed for A-1 students to check their progress in terms of physical strength and how proficient they were in controlling their strength.
After a second or two of silence, Samantha said with a curious tone…
"Can't sleep?"
Freya replied casually, "Yeah… I feel weak… haha."
Her laugh contains sadness.
After her loss in the Mock Battle, she shed tears for some time unknown to her older brother until it was her older brother who consoled her recently causing her to breakdown as she unconsciously put her face on her older brother's chest.
She felt helpless with the loss that she wants to be stronger even though she knew that it wasn't an easy process, and losing was normal in this kind of world… she just couldn't bear it…
She also asked her older brother what he thought about her consecutive same dreams, but he only looked away, lost in thought.
She remembered her benefit as a Disciplinary Committee member, the protection she received against other students, she pondered for some time recently and asked herself if she really needed that kind of protection.
It caused the three bullies in her class to avoid her and Amery, though they were looking at them sometimes with hostility, they couldn't do or even say anything offensive.
…
Samantha, who listened to Freya's words fell silent as various thoughts flowed in her mind…
'Feeling weak…'
Although Samantha didn't watch the Mock Battle as she had no interest in such events that don't concern the whole Obelisk Academy, her emotions stirred with Freya's words.
'I felt helpless, too…'
She recalled the disappearance of her mother for years and even today, the cause was unknown.
She felt helpless that she couldn't do anything, even thinking of possibilities was out of her scope because, after the Emergence that turned everything upside down, a person couldn't just think about what's possible or not anymore, especially about things that were too mysterious because just thinking about it would be a waste of time unless shreds of evidence were laid in front of one's table.
To forget what she was feeling, she casually asked Freya…
"Do you want to spar?"
"Spar…"
Freya muttered, and after a few seconds of thinking, she nodded.
…
After a few minutes of sparring, Samantha looked at Freya who slumped on the ground as she casually said…
"You will only feel weak if you are against the strong, and fighting a strong person does not mean you are truly weak. There are only three kinds of outcome in real-life battle; first, Death, second, Survival, and third, Traumatize to the point of insanity…"
Freya who heard Samantha's words wore a blank look on her face as she said after some contemplation while still slumped on the ground.
"You're like my Oppa…"
Samantha who heard that was momentarily lost at the moment as she said…
"I only talk when I feel talking… by the way, how's Russell? I rarely see him at the Obelisk Tracking Field recently."
"He's fine…"
After a short pause, Freya suddenly asked, hoping to catch Samantha off-guard.
"Are you interested in Oppa?"
"I am."
Samantha said succinctly, causing Freya to be momentarily dazed.
"Wh-what? Why?"
'I was the one who was caught off-guard! How could say that with a straight face!? Your reply was quick, too!" Freya lampooned inwardly.
To clean up the misunderstanding, Samantha opened her thoughts to Freya as she spoke in a casual, but gentle tone…
"Don't misunderstand. I'm sure you know my background, at least on the surface… People who come or came to me first have different motives… but when I first encountered Russell, your older brother, at the Obelisk Tracking Field, he looks plain… super plain especially during our first conversation, that instinctively tell me that he had no interest or hidden motives against me… he didn't approach me with a smile… you know what that means, most people who approached me had different businesses, thus deliberately showing a first good impression."
Freya who listened to Samantha got a gist of it…
'She's right, most of the time, Oppa wouldn't even talk if you don't talk to him first… but sometimes, he rarely approaches or starts a conversation first…'
"You're surprisingly talkative."
Freya said with a smile, causing Samantha to frown slightly as she said…
"I said, I only talk when I feel like it."
…
After some time, their sparring or one-sided beating ended as Freya was in tatters due to Samantha's slashes as she sat on the ground with evident exhaustion, but thankfully, she had mid-grade potions as one of the benefits of being a Disciplinary Committee.
[You have consumed a Mid-Grade Stamina Potion]
[You have consumed a Mid-Grade Health Potion]
After some rest, her energy was replenished as if she didn't train and got beaten up by Samantha at all.
[Your Stamina is full!]
[Your Health is full!]
"You're not gonna go?"
Freya asked as she looked at Samantha who was swinging her training sword.
Samantha shook her head.
"Okay, I'll buy breakfast first! See ya!"
Freya was relieved with her encounter with Samantha as she walked outside the Rigel Building.
It was already 3:30 A.M, and Obelisk Cafeterias were open 24/7.
~Yawn…
She stretched her arms up as she was walking in an alleyway as a detour to reach the nearest Cafeteria.
The night sky and the bluish moon were still illuminating the surroundings.
The silent night that contained uncountable stars was still shining, giving a solemn atmosphere.
As Freya was walking while looking at the sky, a hand with strength she couldn't resist gripped her mouth as if to suffocate her, then a familiar voice entered her ears.
"Do as I say or I'll make your weak companions' life hell before I graduate or even after I graduate!"
'It was the voice of the one I fought!'
Freya remembered the mocking voice, asking her to surrender during the Mock Battle.
Floods of thoughts flowed inside her mind as she heard again the voice behind her.
"I'll let go of your mouth, but if you scream… prepare for the consequences..."
Freya ruminated over his words as she inferred something…
'He has backing in the academy…'
Only a fool would do such a thing inside the Obelisk Academy if they have no one backing them.
Freya thought about the safety of Amelie, Amery, and her Oppa… she understood what this was about, even though she wasn't the one who did the thing that embarrassed him.
After a few seconds, Freya nodded, then Kevin Springer released his grip on her mouth then he said…
"Don't look back, I'll maintain a meter or two distance away from you. Go to the Gaia building, and wait for me at the entrance."
Kevin Springer said to wait for him because Freya won't be able to go inside the Gaia Building which houses the third year without proper reason, thus waiting for him to accompany her would be the logical thing to do.
Freya obeyed him as she started to walk first maintaining a two-meter distance away from him…
Without even a second or two had passed, a figure at the end of the alleyway was standing, and under the illumination of the bluish moon, a man with deep black hair, and deep blue eyes entered the sight of Freya and Kevin Springer.
Kevin instantly recognized the figure as the companion of the girl she fought as he said instinctively as he was keeping his distance from Freya…
"Stay there!"
Freya stayed on her spot as she saw her older brother with inexplicable emotions in portrayed by his deep blue eyes; she felt worried.
"Hey you, perhaps you don't know what this is about… but I need this girl to come with me right now."
Kevin said to the man with an emotionless expression, then after a few seconds, the man replied with a cold tone.
"I understand."
Freya and Kevin felt different emotions causing them to wear different expressions upon hearing the man's words.
The former's expression wore an inexplicable one as she couldn't understand what she just heard, while the latter smiled at the words as he said…
"Good… good… haha! Even if you don't understand, you won't be able to do anything anyway, you can't kill anyone in h-…"
"But I can."
A cold voice of a woman entered Kevin Springer's ears as he couldn't finish his words as a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth.
He looked reflexively at his chest as a handle of a 'black staff' pierced him from behind.
Then the woman pulled out the staff quickly, then pierce it into Kevin's neck as the light on the man's eyes dimmed and lost its life.
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