The Another Soul
Ch. 69 [Unpleasant meeting]

"Yarn, please sit down, Argen. Please raise your hand."

Argen raised his right hand. Tell Yarn where she's sitting.

Here Sergio is already feeling dizzy. Earlier this morning the perverted Goddess had already spied on her body, then slapped her, after which appeared in the same CLASS and SAT at the same table.

Deploring.

If anyone knew the contents of Sergio's thoughts, maybe he would be crushed using a thick book with a hard cover that is very painful.

He just blasphemed a Goddess!

And of course Yarn or Dewi Nyra realized the meaning of Sergio's gaze that looked very upset. Yarn smiled a little.

Remember, he asked Sergio for permission this morning. Which is where he said...

"Then I will disguise myself as a student at your school!"

"As soon as you are!"

See it? Goddess Nyra is submissive.

He obeyed Sergio. Nor did she care about her title as a great Goddess.

The Goddess of Sengklek.

"Hi Yarn, I didn't know you were going to school here" Argen said.

Yarn smiled "I have a job here."

'Job?' thought Sergio.

"uh? You work?" deiva said in a confused tone.

Secretly Goddess Nyra glanced at Sergio who was still staring at her with the gaze of 'Remain are you here?! Go home and act like a Goddess in general!'

Dewi Nyra smiled broadly, "I told my uncle to look after his nephew."

Patience...

"What age is your uncle's nephew?" Tanya Atra was curious.

Yarn seemed to think for a moment "Hmm... Not young, but not old."

"Teen?" guess Argen.

"That's right" Yarn said.

Patience... Emotions can come later.

"Bah... It must be hard to handle a teenager" Deiva commented.

Yarn nodded in agreement "Truely so. Even when I wanted to prepare her clothes for school I was kicked out of her room."

Can Sergio leave the class? Her ears are hot.

"It's awful that kid" said Atra, a little surprised.

Know, Sergio's friends. The person you are talking about is very close to you. And that person was holding back his already peaking resentment.

He needs help.

"Alright, everybody. Please go to the training room of each class. As always, bring your own weapons this time."

His help has arrived!

MHUAHAHA.....

Sergio is very happy.

"Oh, I forgot today there was a Class rehearsal" Deiva said.

"Hm?"

Argen looked at Sergio who looked confused by Deiva's words.

"Don't tell me you don't know Class training?" guess Argen.

In plainness Sergio nodded in confirming.

Argen let out a rough sigh, "Listen. Each student has their own class. This exercise aims to improve the development of weapons and where magic belongs to ourselves. You have your weapons, don't you?"

Sergio nodded.

"Well... Use that weapon. I hope you become the main spectacle" Argen said with a mysterious smile of his.

"Huh?"

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"W-wah..."

Sergio was woah ria when he saw the vast training room. It is too broad to know where the end is.

The five of them stood before the towering gate. Sergio was stunned by the grandeur and beauty that existed in this place.

This training ground was different from what he did to gain Class.

At the training ground that time seemed to be devoted to the disciples looking for their respective Classes.

While here, was the place where they developed their skills. There are several small round stages. There were also two people who were fighting using their own weapons.

But it seems like just a different Archer stage.

For Archer provided a doll to be used as a shot. Or don't....

GROAAA....!

Monsters.

Sergio gasped when he heard the monterous roar in the shape of an enormous hedgehog.

The monster had a very sharp hedgehog thorn. And then some people use the shield to dispel the incisions of the attacking porcupine spines.

Those people had a Berserker Class. It has the strongest resilience than any other.

According to Sergio these two classes have a slightly different training ground than the others, but I don't know. He is still public in this world of confusion.

"Then we split up here" said Argen.

"Eh? We're not together?" be puzzled.

Argen chuckled, "I really don't know where you live so far away from information."

Sergio scowled. Yeah, just sorry. The place (Earth) there is no one where people cast magic as good as it can be.

"Each class has a different training place" explained Atra.

Sergio nodded in understanding, "Then..." Sergio glanced at Deiva who had a chest.

"Let's hurry, I'm always waiting for this exercise."

"Hm... I also have to go" murmured Yarn.

Sergio glanced at Dewi Nyra strangely "Does a Goddess have to follow a practice where you are already senior?" whispered.

Goddess Nyra glanced at Sergio with a faint smile, "You know. I'm undercover."

After that Goddess Nyra passed away to the crowd the Healers were in.

"Bah Sergio." said Atra as he waved his right hand and walked away.

Sergio replied to Atra's hand. Argen patted Sergio twice on the shoulder, "I'm waiting for your performance" he said.

Sergio frowned confusedly. Whahuh? What's the matter?

Argen also went to the crowd of Class Lancer who had gathered. Now only he and Deiva remained faithful to look at her.

"Now we're both left."

Deiva nodded, "Yes. So don't make unnecessary trouble."

Sergio again frowned, "I never made time"

"Yes, yes, yes, you forgot about the first day you entered the academy?"

Sergio fell silent. Okay, he likes to look for trouble. But for him it was that problem that came to him.

Who wants to cause trouble.

There isn't, is there?

"Yes. I have it."

"Good."

Deiva turned around and walked towards the crowd of students who were gathered in front of a blond haired person.

"Sister Arthur! How to become the strongest Saber?!" Ask one of the students who looks excited.

Yep, this is Arthur Pendragon. His emerald green eyes looked kindly at the students gathered in front of him.

"I just keep trying to be strong. Also me-" those emerald green eyes suddenly just glanced at Sergio at a glance. "Having a purpose for life" he continued, ending with a smile.

""YAAA...~""

Sergio rolled his eyes lazily. This was the second time he had heard the word 'KYAAA..~. It sucks, but Sergio is a little jealous.

Envy because he never mobbed girls that much.

All right, forget the confiding session from the main character. We're back on the storyline.

"Is he that famous?" Sergio asked Deiva who was standing next to him.

"Hm? Oh Arthur? Yes, he's very famous. Even he has a name in this academy."

"Name? She doesn't have a name?"

Deiva breathed a rough sigh. "Princeps Lucem."

"Huh?"

"That's his nickname in this academy. Know it? Every student who has influence in this academy will get a name that everyone will remember you" Deiva explained.

Sergio's eyeballs were sparkling. Can Sergio feel excited now? He felt like he really wanted a cool nickname to be pinned on him.

Hohoho... Don't fantasize too much Sergio. Later fall of sick loh.

TUK... TUK... TUK...

The knocking sound of a blunt object was heard from the direction of the high gate where there were carvings of two crossed swords.

In front of the gate there is a woman who wears white clothes a little tight and long hair pink rose dangling to the knee even though it has been tied. His brown-eyed honey stared intently at anyone, and there was also a mole on his left chin.

In his hand was a sword sheath that had intricate carvings that looked mysterious and beautiful. The sword sheath was the source of the earlier sound.

"Have you finished talking?"

The woman's voice sounded deep and sharp. It really shows a veteran woman in terms of war.

"He who?" mishap Sergio to Deiva.

When Deiva wanted to answer, a voice distracted Sergio.

"New child. If you want to ask. Just ask me."

Sergio fell silent. The gathered students and students stared at Sergio blatantly.

'Hey, isn't he the new Irregular?'

'Ahhhhh... The one he has is Archo Gerna isn't it?'

'Wahh... Reckless.'

Sergio felt a little annoyed at the demonic whispers that upset Sergio.

Not on Earth are all the same. Both sneered without knowing what the person was like.

Sucks.

"Sorry Madam...?"

"Reya. Reyya Szytern's. So you're what Galeon said."

Sergio frowned, "Sorry?"

Reyya shook her head slowly, "No. Welcome to Aiarimavi Sergio's academy. I welcome you with all my heart."

"O-oh, thank you" Sergio replied nervously.

"And Deiva" call Reyya.

Deiva is shocked. He knows why this teacher called him. "Y-yes ma'am?"

That sharp gaze was directed at Deiva who lowered his head in silence. "Your job-is done?" said Reyya.

The grin is a response from Deiva. He looks a little resigned.

Reyya sighed softly, "Alright. But I'm asking you to do it as soon as possible."

"Yes, ma'am."

"And Arthur."

"Yes ma'am" replied Arthur.

The honey brown netra looked at Arthur seriously. "I want-" the honey-brown netra turned towards Sergio. "You dueled on the main stage."

Instantly there was a whisper that could also be said was not a whisper because the voices of other students and students sounded up to Sergio's ears.

'Irregular against Regular?! That's right!'

'Is ma'am Reyya not wrong?'

'It's clear the Irregular will lose.'

'The problem is, are you not tired of coming to me continuously' by the mind of Sergio who is tired of the whispers.

Poor Sergio:v

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Note Author:

YO! HOW ARE YOU ALL?!

Baek-baek, right?

Okay, after all this time the Author has no Note Author. Here Rai wants to do something.

ALL THIS TIME RAI FORGOT THE NAME OF HIS ACADEMY SERGIO.

AWOKAWOKAWOK

Original heh severe. And there's fun fact here

Aiarimavi stands for (Agni, Indra, Apollo, Ra, Ishtar, Marama, and Virka.)

And Rai easily called this name.

*Support re-read, otherwise strange dong *Wkwkwk*

Oh yes, the meaning of Princeps Lucem is the Prince of light. Rai pake latin.

And Rai wants to thank the movies and games that made Rai go back to this story.

And sorry for the slow update. All because Rai is busy during Ramadan and after Ramadan, Rai does not get a single imagination to write.

Greats.

Okay, so for the Author note this time.

ADIOS...!

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