The World We Do Not Know - 139 The Determination of a Hungry Beas

The stadium is filled with all the schools and fellow competitors of other schools. “What are you looking at sir? That little kid? I know right? He looks like the only freshman among all our schools.” A member of Leviathan’s school starts a conversation with him.

“What do you think about him? Does he look strong?” Leviathan asks him.

“Him? Ha-ha, not at all, sir. He is not even at the lowest levels. Do not be concerned with such puny beings sire, you are truly one of a genius kind.” His team praises for the talent that Leviathan possesses.

“Whereas, he must be the weakest of everyone his age. I’m going to go meet up without team members now, let’s go, sire.” He leaves after saying.

“He is probably the strongest of all the high schoolers right now.” Leviathan mutters under his breath and goes on his way.

–

Back at Neith.

“So, there is no other way for his cure? We cannot save him in any way?” Neith asks the man sitting in front of her wearing a long white lab coat.

“Neith, I don’t know what to tell you, you know the answer for yourself and you are still asking me the same question over and over.” The man replies while holding the stethoscope in his neck with both of his hands.

Neith visited her old friend, who is a doctor to get some help for Faust to deal with his personality disorder.

In this modern world, there is an instant cure for any kind of physical injuries and wounds, but mental illness is a different case.

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“C-captain F-Faust?”

Fab and Jonathan are standing in front of Faust and Awarnach, eyes of Faust widen in shock upon seeing his squad in far away from the house.

“Wha-what are you doing here Fab? I thought I left the house to you.” Faust asks in a suspicion.

“Me and Jonathan here are ordered to carry the escort guard duties for Prince Leviathan and other nobles that are participating in the festival today.” Fab explains his duties to Faust, who still seems to be concerning musing about something.

“Captain Fausto! What are you doing here?” Jonathan jumps out from behind Fab, grabs and holds Faust with an over-enthusiastic hug.

“But we do not have a squad yet, so you guys are not allowed to perform any duties that require you to work completely out of the upper land.” Faust brief’s the conversation. Though he laughs at Jonathan’s hug, he looks upset about the fact that they left Tsumugi at the house.

Tsumugi has long been facing discrimination and hates when Faust joined her house. It continued long after they had won the purge and it became worse after Tsumugi refused to trade the stones with the house. Faust is worried about the safety of Tsumugi without Fab and Jonathan.

“Also, we came here to scout our new four members here.” Jonathan says proudly as his chest is pumped out with pride.

“Scouting for new members?” Faust asks in an excitement.

“Yes! That is the main purpose of this festival. To find the best talent in these high school kids and take them under your wing.” Fab announces to Faust.

“Ahh! I get it now, leave it to me.” Faust turns towards the clusters of participants that are participating along with his school.

Faust asks Fab to leave the responsibilities of selecting new squad members to him.

“That is really-”

“Faust, they are panicking in the camp, you need to come back and announce the thing that you were wanting to.” As Fab and Faust are talking about this event, Awarnach walks towards them both, interrupting their conversation unintentionally. He is more concerned about the quarrel of his schoolmates.

“Oh, he is under you Faust? Is he a martial artist too? His muscles look well-toned and flexible for gymnastics.” Fab asks as he runs a body scan on Awarnach with his eyes thoroughly.

A small seed of hope and dreams sows in the heart of Awarnach after hearing the words of Fab. “That is right, Faust is a captain of an entire branch of the house, he can get me enrolled for the test. And if I achieve the basic score, I will be taken in as a soldier.” He thinks to himself.

“No, I already know the type of martial art he uses. It is not useful.” Faust utters in a cold yet arrogant voice, that shattered the dream of Awarnach as he snaps from his daydreaming.

“Faust looks at awarnach who looks to be in a shock with his mouth slightly opened upon hearing the words of the person he admired. Faust turns towards Awarnach staring him in his eyes. “Did you hear what I said?” He asked.

“Your martial arts is old and full of loops.” Faust continues to break Awarnach’s hopes and dreams with one thing after another.

“What are you supposed to do now? Awarnach!” Faust raises his tone as he boldly asks Awarnach.

“You need to evolve your arts. Find new ways, find new techniques and the way you can use it. Fuse it with any other skill you learn.” Awarnach who is lowering his head with his eyes closed in the disappointment of getting rejected till now has opened his teary eyes slowly. Listening to Faust, he raises his head slowly.

Faust in front of him is smiling brightly, he looks like a skinny, hungry wild beast who has not eaten anything from years. His strive and hunger for power are reflecting in his eyes and words.

“You need to become stronger than me in the use of your art. I don’t want mere common soldiers in my house Awarnach! I want the best of the best in my house. It is up to you. If you want to become a mere common no-name soldier or a soldier that can rival his captain?”

” Let me tell you, I’m not the type that is satisfied with smaller achievements. I’m looking for something that is way beyond everyone’s reach.” Faust ends his words and starts walking to his camp.

Fab is struck with unanswered questions and keeps staring at Faust, Jonathan smiles at Faust’s words as he hides his raging passion in the tight grip of his fists. Awarnach stands there stunned, the hair on his body is standing straight up.

*”A boy with such conviction and hunger for power. He is not satisfied with his achievements. Normally a person would be happy if he entered a powerhouse. He will stop growing and start fighting for what he protects. But this kid not only joined a house, but became a captain and defeated a general class and is living a dream of every child. But he still looks as hungry as he did before.”* Awarnach thinks, turns back and starts following Faust in his steps back to their camp.

–

“WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN TO SAY, COACH?” Cameron keeps yelling on her phone at the coach who is with Elton.

“B-but Cameron, he is not coming out of his room, I don’t know what to do anymore.” The coach replies from the other side of the phone.

“But what is the problem?” Cameron asks desperately for the reason.

“H-His,” Their coach on the other side of the phone is stuttering and hesitating to give the news to Cameron.

“Heh! Oh wait, someone is missing in your team, where is the lightning element dude? Hahaha.” Santner and the school of Elbaf, on their way to the arena, mockingly laugh at Cameron.

“Nice, he is the only decent assaulter in your group and without him, you cannot even take our squad leader. And this time, we have a plan to take out all three of your flags and send you down the road of despair hahaha.” Santner declares the fight against them and heads to the arena.

“Coach, tell me what happened. I can handle it.” Realizing that this might all be the plan of Elbaf, Cameron asks the coach once again.

“W-well, he is having diarrhea, he is not even coming out of the bathroom from the past one hour.” The coach says to Cameron on the phone.

“The what?!! I told that idiot to not eat those spicy prawns last night. I thought it the work of these Elbaf people, but it is not! It is that idiot’s fault.” Cameron disconnects the call in the frustration.

“Cameron, what are we supposed to do now? He is our assaulter, and without a proper assaulter. It is impossible to do anything.” Mayu comes to ask Cameron about the dire situation they are in.

“We still have an option!” The Major of the group, Benjamin comes forth with an idea.

“How about the first year? You can put him inside your defence and he will attack the coming enemies from within your shield. We got no other choice.” Benjamin lays down his plan.

–

Somewhere far away in the sky, between the two worlds, at the gateway of spirits, A person seems to be walking with composure and elegance. As he is the true royal among all.

Covered in mysterious black clothes, a long black cloak up to his knees and skin-tight black jeans with black leather shoes.

“Prince Yuji! Greetings my lord.” A worker in there welcomes the man and leads him to a mob that is gathered in the plain sight.

The man is slender and slim, his eyes are glittering in orange colour as his short hair is tottering on top of his ears and near his eyes. His skin is so fair with a hint of blush red color at the top of his ear and the tip of his nose.

“What is happening here?” The man whispered from his mouth, his husky voice is not bold or manly, but is thunderous enough to alert the mob around that a person with power and royalty in his blood has visited them.

The mob broke into two paving a way towards a person. “Sire, his name is frost, he is insisting to come to hell with us, he went as far to pick a fight with us. And the rest of the souls, after seeing that their fellow soul is trying to make a huge ruckus asking for freedom.” A guard with a black spear in his hand replies to Yuji as a servant complaining to his master.

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“No, sire its Frost.” The guard replies.

“Take care of it quickly.” Yuji replies to his royal guards, turns back and heads his way.

“Yui.” He utters as he clenches his fists tightly and walks faster.

–

“Um-umm. I’m not a thief. I got sleepy and- slept and- I woke up here.” Faust (10 years old) says in a low confused voice, stuttering while his cheeks turned red and with fear in his voice as he tried to not look in the eyes of Yui.

“Huh? So you slept and came up here, huh? I’m so sorry then. You have died and you don’t even know that. Poor wandering spirit.” Yui (11 years old) says with redemption and feeling sad for Faust.

“Huh? No -no I’m not dead, nothing happened to me, I just fell asleep and woke up here. I can still feel the pain if I pinch myself so I’m not dreaming nor dead definitely .” Faust says with a hint of tension building up in his voice.

“You feel pain, huh?” The girl comes closer to Faust and stares right into his eyes intensely without flicking a bit.

Faust keeps staring at her, wondering what is about to happen as the atmosphere becomes tense.

*Bam!!~*

The girl kicks the shin of Faust so hard!.

“Ouchhhhh!!! Ahhhhhh!!!! it hurtsss!!!” Faust holds his shin and hops around on one leg.

*”Wth? I’m supposed to be moving faster and evade every danger, on pure animal instinct and yet she landed a hit on me? Am I slacking off too much? Get back to your senses Faust!!”* Faust slaps himself on the cheek hard to snap back to his senses. He could feel the sharp pain spreading from his slap, but he got no time to notice it and he reaches out to the axe tied on his hips.