Chapter 67：Making A Golem (2/2)

Arthur knew there was something they were hiding from him, but he didn't ask just yet. He didn't want to keep asking for things without offering them his value while acting skeptical of anything they said.

He was, indeed, skeptical of anything these days. You can never trust someone anymore, he felt. They can always have a different side, or a reason, that would make them backstab you.

It wasn't that he has grown cynical of every living person, he just understood that others might have reasons he didn't know of.

Arthur had his reasons, too.

Even if others' reasons explain their action, they don't excuse them. Men like Arthur, as far as he knew about himself, didn't want to live a life of immoral glory at the expense of others. The end never justifies the means.

The bell rang, ending their class. Arthur picked himself up from his seat and headed toward his clubroom. Unknown to him, he has distanced himself from the other students after he came back from the trial.

Most of the students were more than happy to keep away from him after the incident with Kody. Of course, there were always exceptional people from the common masses. People like Markus and Amelia, who had called out to him before he was able to leave the class.

”We're planning to study together, later on, want to join?” Markus asked as if studying together was a normal occurrence between a transfer student, combat top student, and theory top student. His anticipation proved that he couldn't see that their group would be like a three-wheels wagon, with each wheel being a different size from the others.

”Uh, I don't think I'm the best choice for that?” Reluctance was evident in Arthur's voice, but Markus waved it off like Arthur was being shy. He was not. Amelia, on the side of Markus, didn't say anything to object and simply drank her strawberry milk while looking at Arthur with a complicated gaze.

”We need to stick together, I bet there's a lot you missed out on theory!”

”What is that supposed to mean?” Arthur grunted at the implication that he wasn't educated. Markus whistled it away and threw the ball to Amelia's field.

”Amelia also thinks we should help each other, right?” Markus's eyes were darting everywhere as he laughed nervously. Shifting his gaze from Markus to Amelia, Arthur looked for answers. He only got a short nod. Sighing, he agreed to meet them after school and headed toward his club.

It took five minutes of leisure walking for Arthur to reach his club, only to find Ori talking politely to a girl with a unique sash. He could see he was trying to laugh to ease the conversation, it didn't work very well as the girl was stone-faced. After telling him something about budgets, she went away.

”What was that about?”

”Uh, hi Arthur.” Ori paused as he scratched his cheek, embarrassed. ”Small problems because of what we bought.”

”What we bought?”

”Yeah, you have been absent so… You sure take a lot of days off, come in quick and see.”

As they walked in, Arthur found the clubroom to be a mess. Metallic cords on the ground, a one-meter metallic frame of what looked like a stick-person drawn by an elementary student in the middle, and many other materials like potions on the desks. There other things like bags and all, making the clubroom, that was fairly big last week, to look cramped.

”Now, let's start building our golem!” Ori said.