My Soul card is a Reaper -
Chapter 380 Azzy’s Warning To Barbara
The guard was visibly surprised by the Deputy headmistress' reaction and he hurriedly informed him of everything that Azzy told him a while ago.
"Oh, I see…" Myrtice nodded with a smile. "Please come in and take a seat." As she invited them in, she ordered the guard to go and fetch the girl from the Elite division in normal studies.
As he left, the Deputy Headmistress then introduced herself and asked them to take the seats.
Once they did that, she congratulated both of them before asking about their future plans without wasting any time. Her eyes were especially on Gideon instead of Azzy.
"Future plans?" Gideon was slightly surprised as he immediately realized what she was hinting at. It might be a common thing for Azzy but not for Gideon though. Being scouted by a top academy is something to be celebrated for someone like him, although whether he wanted to join it or not is a completely different matter.
But then again, he can't give a direct answer. So, he thought for a bit and answered, "I haven't actually thought about it until now. I have joined WAMO. So, if I couldn't get into any desired academy for the advanced studies, I guess I will try to complete the training and become a full-fledged member of the organization."
"That's nice. You guys must be the youngest people to be recruited by an organization like WAMO." Deputy Headmistress Myrtice smiled as she picked up the teacup once again. After taking a sip, she said to Gideon, "So, what do you think about Moon Academy?"
"It's one of the best." Gideon gave a simple and straightforward reply before asking, "I'm sorry for being direct but will you accept me if I apply? You know I have an eye disorder that can't be treated."
Gideon was born with an untreatable eye disorder. Without special lenses or glasses, the whole world will become blurry for him. Azzy also knew this fact. So, he too looked at the woman for the answer.
However, Myrtice was completely calm as she replied, "not an issue. We are an academy, Mr. Gideon, not an organization. Our job is to train and make potential students stronger in all the fields. And it's not like you will stay here for a decade that we have to think about the costs for the training program.
You have potential, Mr. Gideon. I have watched the footage of your matches. Able to use the power of attribute is a gift present in only a few individuals.
If you are interested, we will accept you at any time and include you in the merit scholarship program where the academy will bear all the expenses for your accommodation, training, tuition fee, etc… This will extend up to the graduation from advanced studies."
Azzy had mixed feelings about how the Deputy Headmistress is trying to poach Gideon to join the Moon Academy. He was happy for his friend but he was also disappointed because he was being ignored completely.
It's not like he was jealous of Gideon or something.
For the past few years, He was used to being the center of attention wherever he goes. So, there was this slight discomfort in his chest. That's all.
As Azzy became a spectator, Deputy Headmistress Myrtice continued to offer all kinds of incentives and all if Gideon joins them. She was even ready to talk with Barton to transfer him in the middle of the year.
Maybe, she had also sensed that she was ignoring Azzy too much. She also offered the same thing to him but in response, he simply replied that he wasn't interested in advanced studies.
Myrtice couldn't argue that and gave up on him right away. After all, she could see that he was already at high-rank-6 and was powerful enough to take out even rank-7 experts. So, there's no academy in the world that is worthy of him. Perhaps, only ancient organizations could offer something.
After a while, Barbara came to the office. Her face was full of smiles as she reunited with her cousin.
Myrtice only knows that they are childhood friends and didn't know beyond that. What's stranger is that both of their background stories are shrouded in mystery. Just like Azzy, Barbara's story before 1993 has no proof at all. It was as if both of them popped out of thin air.
Anyway, whether they are friends or lovers or something else, it doesn't matter to Myrtice. Since they came all the way to meet her and Barbara is also willing to communicate with them, she gave her permission to take leave from the classroom.
Soon, both of them were seen roaming around the campus while Gideon left to tour the city. Barbara didn't leave the campus. So, her personal guards didn't invade her private space and just stayed outside the gate as they should be.
For a while, both of them spoke about personal things, especially about their love life, academic life, or how backward this timeline is…
But, soon, the situation turned around.
Upon confirming that no one is spying on them, Azzy finally stopped sightseeing and came to the matter while taking a seat on the bench under the tree.
"The time we might need to return is near, Barbara." Azzy opened up the topic, "Your boyfriend won't remember you. Perhaps, even you might not remember anything. I don't want to say this but it is best if you break up."
Barbara was all smiles until now but suddenly, her expression changed. "No, three months ago, when I accepted his proposal, I already decided to stay back, cousin."
Azzy took a glance at her and she appeared rather serious. The Reaper stayed silent and only acted as a spectator.
In response to her statement, Azzy then took out a message card and wrote a message on the empty letter through soul energy before sending a text message instead of audio as he cannot risk someone listening to the conversation without his knowledge. "If you stay behind, you might be killed by my future self."
"Future self?" Barbara was taken aback when she saw the message pop up in her head. She looked at him and asked, "What's going on?"
He responded with a message card once again, explaining how his encounter with his future self had happened.
Barbara was shocked at first but then grew confused as she pointed at him and asked, "Your future self is you, right?"
In response, Azzy shrugged his shoulders, "I can change. No guarantee."
"Because of this so-called anomaly in the timeline?" She asked. There was a clear confusion written on her face.
He nodded and then rose to his feet, "Within a few months probably, I will visit you once again. You can give me your answer after thinking thoroughly. Since we registered our soul signatures in message cards, if you want to meet me, then, send one when you are ready."
After dropping a nuke on Barbara's hopes, Azzy could no longer change to a normal topic and felt like he should leave her alone, not knowing how to console her.
He then patted her shoulder, "I'll be leaving, Barbara. Drop by our home when you have time."
"Bye," Barbara managed to squeeze those words from her mouth while looking down.
Azzy felt bad for his cousin but he was also helpless in the situation. He walked away from her and exited the academy.
Letting out a sigh, he looked at the clear sky, "Okay, let's not think much. I did what I should do. The decision lies on her shoulders. Anyway, let's contact Gideon…"
He then took out his message card and sent an audio message. A blinding flash of light covered the message card but nothing happened afterward. It returned in the form of an envelope.
"Hmm?" Azzy sent one more time. The result was the same. "Did this card malfunctioning or did Gideon seal his soul energy?"
The latter is highly improbable as Gideon doesn't have the knowledge of the Decarune seal. And even if his master, Ramiel Crescent has the knowledge, he wouldn't pass such an ancient sealing technique to Gideon just like that because it has only been a few months since they even know each other.
Azzy checked with the message card. It is working just fine.
That only means one thing…
The possibility turned Azzy's eyes cold, all of a sudden, "if my suspicion becomes true, then, whoever it is, they will pay dearly."
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