Chapter 14: Go F**k Yourself (1/2)

Mother and father had returned a month later covered in blood and scars. A deep scare awakened inside of me as they suddenly hugged me tightly, apologizing for their long departure.

I wanted to ask what happened, but they kept a close lid on everything, urging me to never speak of it again. I knew something was up but decided to keep silent, at least for now.

My days were far more interesting with my parent's return as I had someone to talk to and play with, and just like that, five years passed by in a flash.

My Immortal Origin progress was monstrous; I really don't understand why they said it was complicated. All you had to do was bear the damn pain. Smirking at the idiots who failed at this cultivation, I smiled as I felt all twelve of my Meridians overflowing with power or, as they call it, Vital Qi.

One-third of my cultivation was finally complete; mother and father were both surprised and delighted, but my joy slowly died out when I heard the devastating news.

”Arsène, you have been accepted, tomorrow you will be joining The Academy of War. Our kingdom's most prestigious school.”

At that moment, I felt like coughing up blood as I eyed my father with a look of betrayal. How could he be so cruel to his baby? FUCK THAT BULLSHIT!!! Getting through med school was already a nightmare, now I'm going back...not again! I had tried to argue with him, but Father merely smirked, telling me I didn't have a choice as both Grey and Grandfather had to pull some strings allowing me to get in.

Mother was just as bad as she was snickering in the background laughing her ass off at my poor expression.

Grey and Grandfather had both personally arrived to deliver me to this academy with a grin on their face. While Grey and I had a little tension between us, we actually got along amongst each other at least until I found out he was the one who suggested sending me to this damn school.

Giving his typical smirk, Grey looked at the door as an elderly butler slowly opened the carriage door, ”Young Master, if you would.” he asked, showing me the way out with his arms.

Bitting my lips, I stared dead at Grey, ”Uncle you bastard, you will pay for this.” I promised, clenching my small fist.

Laughing elegantly, Grey nodded towards the butler as he gripped my shoulder, dragging me into the academy. Imaginary tears flooded my face as I stared at the majestic castle before me, yet all I could feel was dismay at what was about to occur.

Everything was prepared for me; the only thing I needed was to show up, and that bastard Grey had already made sure that happened. Staring off to my side, I saw the butler lightly smiling, ”Young master, if you're wondering if this school will challenge you, then worry not. There are tons of monsters attending this academy.”

Snorting inwardly, I smiled on the outside before knocking on the door in front of me, as a broad, rugged voice sounded, ”Come in.”

Stepping in, I saw a large muscular middle-aged man resembling the Hulk's physique with small circular glasses reading some documents. He stared at me for a few seconds before nodding, ”Arsène Snow, age six, Cultivation Realm of Blood, correct?” he cold question, awaiting a response with an intimidating air.

Figuring the document was about me, I nodded as the butler to my side spoke, ”Principal Grimlor, sorry for the intrusion, but he is indeed Arsène Snow.”

Snorting, Grimlor sneered, ”Boy, you will do well to answer when I speak. A simple nod is not acceptable. This is a military academy, not your family house.”

I really hated the military. It was just another form of brainwashing to serve this useless kingdom. Damn it, must I be subjected to this shit, ” and if I refuse, what would happen.” I inquired, hoping to be expelled.