Chapter 108: Real missions (1/2)

Chapter 108: Real missions

“Rinloran!”

Holding a book in both hands, Rinloran heard a very familiar voice come from behind, as soon as he entered the Thinker’s Stone Forest.

He turned his head around. There was nothing behind, not half the hint of a human figure. But he immediately reacted. His body flashed, gliding five to six meters away to the right.

Ayrin appeared on the left of where he previously stood, his hand outstretched, patting empty air.

“Rinloran, you’re still the fastest.”

Ayrin took his hand back, a beam etched on his face.

“How did you become so fast?” Rinloran was taken aback.

Ayrin put his hands behind his head, a little pleased with himself. “The result of my recent special training.”

“From the end of the match against Iron Forest Academy to now, you already…” Rinloran looked a little speechless.

“If you can help with my training, I’ll definitely become even faster.” Ayrin looked earnestly at Rinloran. “You’re still wearing arcane master weights right? Your reactions are a little faster than Stingham’s even when you’re wearing them. It seems that you also made giant strides forward after the brawl last time against Kybaver and the rest.”

“Help you train?” Rinloran frowned slightly.

Without waiting for him to add anything else, Ayrin nodded, his face brimming with expectation. “You can’t refuse, because we’re friends. Friends should be helping each other. Also, if you still don’t like it, you can stay out of the school team and not participate in the tournament. Just help me train.”

“But…” Rinloran suddenly hesitated.

“Hey, we’re friends. If there’s something your friend likes to do, you have to help him if you can even if you don’t like it. Anyway, you don’t want to see your friend smacked into a flat cake and pasted on a wall during the tournament, right?” Ayrin immediate jumped in front of him, telling him, hurry up and agree, hurry up and agree, saying at the same time, “If you’re worried about classes, we can ask teacher Carter and the others to help you with private lessons, you won’t fall behind.”

Looking at the brilliant smile on Ayrin’s face, Rinloran still wavered somewhat.

“I don’t know if you heard, that guy Rinsyi from clan Baratheon came to find trouble for us that day. If we met him in the tournament, we might well suffer miserably.” Ayrin firmly brandished his fist. “In order to defeat this vile guy, I need your help.”

“Goodness gracious, you had to stir the hornet nest. I heard that Rinsyi clearly came to bother Ferguillo, but you somehow actually ended up provoking him.” Rinloran couldn’t help but stare at him. “There’s also that Belo, he’s the king at making trouble. He clearly knows what kind of figure that guy is, but he still had the guts to shout kneel down and lick my feet.”

“Haha.” Ayrin scratched his head, not feeling remorseful in the slightest. He said with a smile, “That guy looked really too evil when he bullied Ferguillo. If you’d been there, you’d definitely have been among those who couldn’t resist stepping forward.”

Rinloran glanced at the laughing Ayrin. “I have to help you become faster?”

Ayrin immediately quieted down. Then he jumped in joy the next second. “That’s great, you agreed!”

Ciaran sat on the roof of an old building in front of the infirmary.

This old building used to be the nurturing room of the medical department, specialized in the use of some nurturing herbs, peculiar fungi and mushrooms, or things of the sort. Many fantastic and bizarre plants even used to float in the many ponds on the second floor.

The students from back then had partitioned the terrace on the roof into many parts, and grew many sunlight-loving plants there.

Only, Holy Dawn Academy’s medical department grew bigger and better. The entire kingdom started to put heavy value on it, and they specially built two mountain valleys for experimentation purpose. This old building became abandoned after that, became a mere place where the school piled raw materials it needed.

There were only some dried yellow weeds on the rooftop now.

Quietness was the only good thing about it.

A wine bottle made from green wood sat beside Ciaran’s knees.

She opened the wooden screw cork and drank a mouthful, then screwed the cork back in tight.

Just at this moment, she suddenly whirled around.

A petite female arcane master appeared on the rooftop only a moment ago. She had pretty wine-colored short hair that fell level with her ears.

“Donna?”

Ciaran exclaimed, “Why are you here?”

“They found some clues about that mysterious arcane master who came to assassinate Ivan last time.” Donna walked toward Ciaran with a small smile. “It just so happens that me and Berryn transferred over here.”

“Is that mysterious arcane master still in St. Lauren’s vicinity?” Ciaran’s face became solemn.