Chapter 67：Making A Golem (1/2)
Seeing Hazel make a name for herself; Arthur was relieved. It made him assured that his name wouldn't be given to any of the families by Hazel, as she would be protected by the Tanera royal family. Even still, Arthur never said anything about ending the trial to the two, only to Miko. Erin and Jin were unconscious when he activated the circle, so all the remained were the eyewitnesses of the group like Layla and Marco.
There was still a possibility of being found out, but it was currently slim. Arthur sighed in relief and the articles to read about something else. It was the Runes Apprentice Cup. This was a worldwide competition that any Runes Apprentice could take part in, only skill determining their success and failure.
He didn't care much about the rewards like artifacts, potions, skills, or guilds' sponsorships. He only cared about the fact that the top twenty of the cups would receive a scholarship to any college they want from the association, with the requirement that the person was admitted to the college later. The college also offered special criteria for these twenty persons, requiring them a lower score in the exam.
Contestants needed to be younger than 20 years old and to be registered in the association as an apprentice. They would also need to provide an artifact of their making or something they took a part in to verify their skills.
Arthur felt his blood boil with excitement. He read the World's Abilities Council list of abilities that were released to the public. It was a measure to guide the public toward the correct way of improving their abilities. Arthur searched the list for an ability similar to his, there was none.
Runes were his trump card. Being able to alter the world was his ability that he would use to change the world. His world, to be precise.
”Brother!” Oren barges in a way that made Arthur suspect his brother was trained in the military for this sort of break-in. His brother's face was shades of red and pale, looking like his heart would leap out of his throat the next moment.
”What's wrong?” Arthur furrowed his brows as a grim expression veiled his face. Seeming to find his response appropriate, Oren gulped with a similar expression and nodded. He took a few steps toward Arthur and sat down in front of him. As if he was holding an ancient relic of the gods, he presented his phone to Arthur who picked it up with a similar wary expression.
[Wanna hang out next Sunday? >.<]
It was the single message Arthur read in the chat. His head blanked as his expression slowly turned to one of annoyance after he read the name. Selena Nightroad. He lifted his head and looked at Oren who nodded to him as if he was implying that Arthur could go ahead and defuse the bomb.
Slowly, Arthur placed down the phone and raised his hand again. Before his brother could react, Arthur struck his head with a chopping motion like he was splitting an onion. Of course, he controlled his strength so that it would only hurt a little.
”Ouch! Bro, what are you doing?!”
”Shut up and turn around, don't tell anyone what we're about to do.” Arthur took out some cores as he decided it was time to strengthen his brother, hoping it would make him grow a spine.
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Being absent for two days didn't seem like it would affect Arthur's grades, but it would certainly affect his college entrance exam if he lacked the necessary knowledge.
They didn't live in barbaric times, even strong awakeners need to have minimal knowledge about dungeons, dungeons properties, ranks, monsters, monsters' weaknesses, potions, and other information that would help immensely in clearing the dungeons and fighting the monsters from the other world.
Some fields needed people to develop. There were the mechas, magic engineering, magic arts, biomagic engineering, dimensional summoning, dungeons prediction, magic spaceships, and other fields that were still in development.
Their world was prospering. Yet it was being fought back by the internal struggle for supremacy as it fights against the invasions of monsters and mythical creatures. However, Arthur had nothing to do with these for now.
'…Maybe I do.' Arthur thought while looking at their homeroom teacher, explaining things Arthur was too distracted to notice. Miss Rachel, the young and ambitious teacher, had handwriting that was almost as beautiful as she was. Almost, being the keyword. The matter of whether any of the male students or the females even, paid attention to what she said more than her face.
He remembered Si's words after they talked about his Legacy. The abrupt end of the trial caused a domino effect. As if waiting for this chance for a long time, every nation was mobilizing its force as if they were expecting something.