Wesley The Conquerer

Chapter 64 - Good News (2)

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Wesley emerged from the basement with a smile on his face. Even though he hated the fact that Neal was playing with him, he still received good news. His little siblings were no longer in danger, and they wouldn’t need to escape. How could he be angry after receiving such news?

However, before Wesley could head toward the study to read some books and relax, he noticed Mary walking toward him at a hurried pace. Wesley immediately looked at her oddly and spoke:

"Mary, what's the hurry?"

Mary breathed deeply for a few seconds to catch her breath and then spoke:

"Master, two people from the Royal Academy are here to see you."

Mary was a commoner, so all she knew about the academy was that it was mostly attended by nobles and was very prestigious. That was why she came to inform Wesley of their arrival with haste.

Wesley simply sighed. They were most likely here to receive his confirmation about his attendance next year. This caused Wesley to have some complicated emotions.

Two years. It had been two years since he had left Holt Castle. Two years since he had seen his brother. Saying that Wesley felt homesick would be an exaggeration, since he never truly felt that place was home. Rather, Wesley missed his brother.

Wesley had no idea how his brother was faring. He had sent him letters over these two years, but for one reason or another, he never received a reply. This caused him no small amount of worry, but he knew his brother was the family’s treasure and that nothing had happened to him.

Perhaps his father forbade him from replying. Perhaps his brother was not interested in talking to him. Perhaps the letter didn’t even reach him. Wesley couldn’t help but wonder what had happened.

"Master?"

Wesley was pulled back by Mary's voice. It seemed he had gone into a stupor thinking about something he had no control over. He simply chuckled to himself and spoke to Mary:

"I'll go see them."

Wesley cast his distracting thoughts aside and went outside to meet the people from the academy. He didn’t receive them in the study this time because there was no need. All he needed to do was confirm his attendance for next year, receive his uniform, and be done with the whole thing.

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[A week later]

Outside the walls of the Four Moons Royal Academy, a plethora of students wearing varying colors of uniforms were flooding towards the entrance. The majority of the students seemed to be wearing blue, while a portion wore red, and a few wore green.

A green clothed youth who was about five feet tall was walking along the crowd of students. This student, unlike the other green clothed students that were also walking about seemed to exude a different air. Be it strength or something else, the other students simply couldn't compare. This caused many people to move away from him.

His light blue hair was cut with what seemed to be a neat crew cut which made his sharp facial features clear. He also seemed to be exceedingly pale, as if he has never stepped a foot into the sun.

However, his most visible characteristics were not his face or cloth, rather it was the two dark swords that hung from his left hip as well as the long, thin wooden box that was in his left hand No one knew what was in the box, but everyone who saw it couldn’t help but wonder.

The green robed students walked until he got past the entrance of the academy. He continued walking past the place where the blue robed students were being directed and went towards another place were green robed students were lined up which was in front of the main Academic building.

A few minutes after lining up, he reached the front of the line and was standing in front of a table. Behind this table sat a white robed women who was currently looking down and checking something on a sheet of paper.

The white robed girl looked up after she was done with her paper. However as soon as she lifted her head she saw a pair of jade green eyes staring at her apathetically. She startled slightly.

She calmed herself and spoke with a respectful voice:

"Identification Tablet please."

The green robed students simply extended a small, square tablet towards her without uttering a word.

She looked at the tablet for a second, but this was but pretense. She knew who this person was so she randomly pulled a piece of paper from the pile to her right. In fact, she was startled earlier because she was looking to see if a certain person has already picked up their schedule.

This person so happens to be the exact person she was looking for. The fact that this person was now standing in front of her slightly startled her. This was the only person who left a profound impression on her last year.

The green robed student simply took the paper and looked at it for a few second. After a few seconds, the green robed students nodded his head and was about to walk away.

The white robed girl hesitated for a moment and then spoke:

"D..Did you find everything alright."

The green robed student simply looked at the white robed girl with an odd look. He really couldn’t understand why she would ask such a redundant question since he was already about to walk away. However, he still replied in a firm voice that belonged to neither child nor adult:

"Yes. Thank you."

The green robed student was about to walk away again, but the white robed girl spoke again:

"Because l...last year, you were not happy with your schedule."

This time, the green robed student was starting to get rather annoyed. He just looked at the white robed girl and spoke with some annoyance in his voice:

"Is that so."

The green robed student simply walked away without waiting for her response. Technically he has already answered her initial question and her last words were a statement so there was no need for him to bother.

The white robed girl stared as the green robed student walked away. She couldn’t help but laugh inwardly at herself. She really thought that this student was interesting and wanted to learn more about him, unfortunately, she really had no reason nor means.

She simply turned her head away and spoke:

"Next."

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Wesley walked through the academy as he headed toward his first class, which was his swordsmanship class. This was going to be the first day of his third academic year. However, he was neither excited nor nervous. He only had three more years left, and then he could leave this place to see his brother and master.

As a third-year student, Wesley was allowed to specialize and only take one class. As such, Wesley only had swordsmanship class to attend. Of course, it was still first-year swordsmanship with the second elder, since he failed to pass it last year.

To be honest, this swordsmanship class was the only thing that interested Wesley in the entire academy. At least now he didn’t have to endure supplementary classes like history and geography.

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