37 A Little Spar (1/2)

Dean rested atop his bed, dreaming about what the next pills Leonard could create would be.

Leonard had locked himself into his room and traded a few Beast's corpses for Contribution Points.

This allowed Leonard to get away with being ”Sick” during classes and was fundamentally underhanded trick.

It was nothing more than a suspicion but it was still a surprise for Dean that underhanded methods would slide so easily.

Classes were already finished but a student suddenly died during his trip to the Hundred Thousand Beast Forest.

No one cried as they were too busy carrying on with their own lives.

Those that seemed very close to that student held back their tears and instead prayed for success in the next life

Apparently it was due to an unforeseen poisoning that must have occurred due to family politics.

His family took advantage to paint themselves as heroes of justice while their competitors were now villains without any morals.

Dean chuckled at the abstract accusations thrown about because he already knew the poisoning was most likely done by him.

The reason he could come to that conclusion is because that student was the same student who dueled Dean at the beginning of school.

Compared to Joe who was stuck with Battle Intent for a couple minutes, this student had it much better off.

To realize that his death was used as a spark for his family's profit, how would he feel?

A the end of the day, it wasn't Dean's business

Dozing off closer and closer to sleep, Dean's eyes began to close however the door's knocking refused to allow him to rest.

*Knock**Knock*

Regaining the normal temperament he was known for, Dean walked towards the door to see who it was but he was instead greeted by people he thought he would never see.

Anne and Pierre.

Together they stood in front of his door while creating a commotion for others to talk about.

”Why are they here?”

”You think they're trying to recruit someone?”

”...And why would you ask me?”

Students living close to Dean started to gossip but Pierre was the first to break the ice.

”Follow us.”

It was a very direct command that left no sense of context for the rest of the people to understand.

The upright arrogance to command Dean made him feel uncomfortable and have the desire to see what else he was going to do.

Depending on what he did, there was no limit to what Dean would try to do with both of them.

Pierre and Anne left without waiting for Dean's reply, leaving him to follow in their footsteps like a child.

Still clueless, Dean gathered information from his surroundings.

The students became less populated and instead of the towering buildings were now bright green trees in a forest.

It was a boring sight for Dean as he had just came back from a trip.

Eventually, they arrived at a clearing where the trees surrounded a single plain without any other living beings in sight

A desolate place

No witnesses