Trial of Diet - Sam

The seven trials had started and Arthur was more than ready to start his journey. A journey where the trash Arthur would really meet his demise.

The only Arthur left at the end was one who would be able to call himself a warrior.

A warrior carved into Arthur by the other warriors who were going to oversee his performance in their trials.

Preoccupied with such thoughts, Arthur felt the subtle change in his surrounding.

Other than him, everyone else was doing some physical movements that he was yet unsure of.

Except one other guy. Sam.

On the second floor, Building, Sam and Arthur were the only people who weren't doing any physical motion.

( Trial 'third' of seven, Trial of Diet' is waiting for you! )

'Trial of Diet!? Is the trail going to be about eating? Is that why he asked me if I can eat well?' Arthur was confused at the name of the trail, as it wasn't like the two he had gone through.

Thinking to himself Arthur looked at the script.

( Move towards Sam! )

"Sam, so I am starting off with the future Sovereign." Arthur saw the script of the Heaven's Eye stopping at this point and turned to Sam.

The moment he turned his eyes in Sam's direction, he found Sam staring right at him as if he was waiting for Arthur to look.

Even though, Sam wasn't doing anything physical that involved the movement of his whole body, it can't be said that he was doing nothing.

He was preparing the Trail for Arthur.

"Come, Arthur. It's time! Your pre-workout is ready." Seeing Arthur looking at him, Sam shouted with a laugh.

He brought out three see through rectangular containers with different colored liquids and placed them on a bench.

Then, brought out two packs of noodles with a tray of eggs that had eight eggs in it.

The eggs shined brighter than any egg that Arthur had ever seen.

Arthur nodded and walked towards Sam without any hesitation, but his eyes did go from one gallon to another, the eggs and the noodles pack.

'At least the food is similar in this world.' Arthur smiled as he approached Sam and was gestured to sit in front of Sam.

Sam pointed his hand at the containers and looked at Arthur.

"Choose one of them." He told Arthur with a relaxed look while also bringing out a pot from out of nowhere.

Arthur looked at the pot and then at the containers with a hint of worry.

'What are they?' He thought while looking at the liquid in the container.

Sam looked at Arthur and smiled as though he knew what Arthur was thinking.

"The pink one is strawberry milk, the brown one is chocolate milk and the white one is just simply milk. Each contains a gallon of milk but before I tell u further, choose one." Sam told Arthur before taking out a portable stove with a single burner.

"Thwap." Sam placed the pot on the stove and added water to it while Arthur was left with his three choices in peace.

'Is he going to make noodles for us?' Arthur wondered as he reached for one of the milks in front of him.

'I feel like drinking strawberry milk.' Arthur gulped down his own saliva as his eyes were fixed on the strawberry milk in front of him.

With such an amount of it right in front of his eyes, Arthur was somewhat in a state of drooling.

Though hungry he may be, he was only considering drinking one third of it, at most.

Before he could grab the container with strawberry milk, Sam grabbed his hand.

"I like the chocolate milk better." Sam told Arthur while slowly forcing his hand close to the container with the gallon of chocolate milk in it.

It wasn't like Arthur didn't fight back against the strength of Sam that was acting on his hand, but it was rather, the grip was otherworldly and had an unmatchable power behind it.

'It's stronger than Conor's magic.' Arthur thought to himself as he hurriedly went along the flow and grabbed the container with chocolate milk in it.

The strength that Arthur was feeling was something that matched the blow that Conor, an adept illusionist had landed on Arthur that had sent him flying outside the orphanage.

Thus, Arthur gave up after trying a little.

"Good, Bro!" Sam smiled while calling Arthur, bro, and made sure that Arthur was done picking up the chocolate milk's container.

'He isn't offering me a glass!?' Arthur thought to himself while looking around.

He couldn't find a trace of something that looked like a glass around him or Sam.

"Glass, real men don't use glass." Sam said as if he knew what was going on in Arthur's mind once again.

"Drink it Bro!" Sam struck him with a strong 'bro' sound once again.

Arthur nodded and the next moment, he found himself gulping down on the chocolate milk.

He was slow, as in his mind, he still wanted to pick the strawberry one.

Arthur was busy drinking the milk and at the same time, Sam was cooking up the noodles while also breaking an egg in the same pot every four or five seconds.

A minute later, Arthur removed the head of the container from his mouth and had a astonished look on his face.

Along with the astonishment there was chocolate milk all around his mouth.

"This is delicious." Arthur said while looking at Sam.

The container was still three-quarters full, yet Arthur could feel his stomach growing heavier, a feeling that accompanied fullness.

"Thank you." Arthur said to Sam as he placed the container back on the bench.

"What are you doing?" Sam who was done cracking the eggs, looked up.

A glare, directed right at Arthur, ripped though his presence and struck his mind.

"Finish it." Sam told Arthur without messing around.

'Finish this all?' Arthur was baffled. This was something that he had never tried, nor did he knew that he would be trying it today.

'Gulp!'

As the sweetened chocolaty flavored saliva went down his throat, Arthur picked up the container and once again, started drinking it.

A few minutes later, Sam raised his hand.

"It's done!" With a shout, he looked at Arthur.