Chapter 197: Incapable (1/2)

With the Dark Queen hiding in his shadow, Arthur decided to go to the Awakener's Association to register for the exam. The registration has been ongoing for a while now and today was the last day.

As he was in the hotel's foyer, Arthur's new phone rang. With puzzlement, he looked at the number on the screen and couldn't recognize it. The moment he answered the call, his puzzlement turned into a headache.

”My dear brother, Alexie!” Oliver's voice came roaring from the other end of the line. ”Since you told me you're taking the exam, I've looked you up and found that you haven't registered yet!”

”I'm sick,”

”You don't sound sick, give me your location and I'll come to pick you up.”

”Uh, no thanks I have my driver.”

”Very well, let me look up where you stay and come to pick you up.” Oliver insisted and Arthur sighed.

”Alright, I'm staying at the Ligas Hotel. When are you getting here?” Arthur surrendered.

”Give me half an hour! I live close by!” With that, Oliver hung up the call. Arthur was speechless but was otherwise helpless.

After half an hour, which Arthur spent reading an article called the Ethereal Properties of Manablood, Oliver arrived on time. He stormed into the hotel's foyer as his attendant followed after him.

”Alexie! Here you are!” Oliver waved at Arthur after spotting him. He trotted toward him and pulled on Arthur's arm. ”We need to hurry since the registration will be ending today!”

”It's only the morning, Oliver,” Arthur sighed. ”The registration ends today, but we have time.”

”You don't understand, Alexie! Most of the nobles are registering today. We need to be there early to make it.”

”Oh, then why did you make me wait half an hour?” Arthur frowned. There were still many things he didn't know about this.

”I can't leave you alone, after all.” Oliver sheepishly laughed. ”No need to thank me. That's what friends are for.”

Arthur wondered if this guy had a selective hearing or was simply delusional. He allowed Oliver to bring him toward their car and the two went toward the Union's Awakeners' Association.

On the way, Oliver made sure to give him a recap of the latest gossip in the capital. It was mostly related to their generation since the last generation was more interested in politics and getting stronger.

”Do you know Reinhold, the eyesore that we met yesterday?” Oliver said with contempt. ”It is said he has been ass-kissing the prince nonstop to get into Princess Nera's good books.”

”Well, that's vulgar.” Arthur furrowed his brows at Oliver's words but the fat young man misunderstood his intentions.

”Truly, a scum!” Oliver huffed as he grabbed a napkin to wipe away some saliva he spurted. ”Truly a toad lusting over the swan!”

”Who do you think is a good fit for the Princess?” Arthur asked with a smile as he expected the answer, and his expectations weren't disappointed.

”Why, me! Of course!” Oliver said as he delivered his opinion. ”We were childhood sweethearts before…” Oliver paused.

”Before?” Arthur asked curiously.

”Never mind that!” Oliver waved his hand. ”We two are meant to be together!”

”Do you like her?” Arthur smiled.

”Well, every man in the kingdom likes Princess Nera! She might be young now, but she'll grow up to be a fine lady!” Oliver said as if he shared celestial wisdom. Arthur didn't refute him and looked out of the window.

His death as Arthur Silvera seemed to have so little effect on the world. Even though many media outlets still broadcasted his fight and achievements, he was slowly being forgotten by the world.

When he met Nera yesterday, Arthur couldn't spot anything different. Even though the two weren't exactly friends, but they were not strangers either. Did his death mean so little to the world?

'What about Emma?' Arthur wondered. 'Is she mourning me now?' He felt sudden guilt at that thought. Emma was one of the few people he trusted, but he couldn't take the risk to reveal anything to her.

She saw something in him when he barely had anything at all. They spent days together and not one time did he feel uncomfortable.

Oliver kept spewing rubbish beside him about how beautiful Nera was or about the other beauties in the capital. Arthur, however, didn't share the sentiment.