Sebastian was full of grief and indignation!
If this were the first time he had lost, then he would think that he had lost due to his carelessness. However, this was the second time he had lost. Moreover, he had lost in such a manner that he wasn't able to make heads or tails of what had happened. He touched Akash's shoulder, feeling for the area where he had stabbed him, yet, he couldn't find it at all.
'He has a secret! This guy definitely has a secret!'
"What was that golden light?" Sebastian calmed himself and clearly asked.
" Reddish Gold light? Joy is my demonic spirit soul!" Akash's hand flashed with a brilliant light. Then the yellow Yuio Snake, Joy, appeared in his palm.
"I'm talking about the reddish golden light that came from your body!" Sebastian angrily said. Not only had this guy insulted him, he had also insulted his intelligence. This could not be tolerated!
Akash rolled his eyes.
"Even if I knew why do I have to tell you? To be honest it was the first."
"I don't believe you are bullshitting me!"
"Sebastian do you want to walk home by yourself if so I will dump you on the ground."
"You..."
"I defeated you so stop bothering with me!"
When they got into the dorm room both Noah and Elijah were ready to see who got beat up but they were shocked to see Sebastian was the one who was beat up. Akash wasn't truly kind about either he threw Sebastian on his bed and he rolled and hit the wall he sat up and he clenched his fists.
"Bahaha, you went to beat up Akash, didn't you call him trash and say to be ready to cry but who got beat up instead, bahaha brother Akash is the best," Noah said while he burst into laughter.
"Want a beating!" Sebastian snapped.
"Here something for you put it on your face," Akash said while he sat back down on his bed.
"I was just careless, that's all. I'll definitely win next time!" He said this as he struggled to sit up on his bed. With his face like this, how could he not get treatment?
'I don't want to have a scar, I don't want to have a scar, I don't want to have a scar.' He repeated this line three times to himself.
When Akash arrived at the third window and ordered his sixteenth bowl of noodles, a dining hall worker.
"Little student, could it be that you don't want others to see you eat so much, so you came so late tonight? We're just about to finish working."
Akash bashfully lowered his head.
"Sorry uncle cook. I arrived too late today. I won't be so late in the future. I'll just eat this last bowl of noodles and I'll be finished."
The cook laughed.
"It's fine if you eat as much as you want. The academy's third window is free and unlimited. It's just a question of how much more can you eat."
Akash rubbed his stomach. He hadn't eaten lunch, so he was especially hungry this night.
"I should still be able to eat a lot more."
The cook said, "It's good that you came so late then. The second window still has some leftovers. Nobody is going to buy it, so I'll just give it to you then. Otherwise, the food would go to waste."
Half a pot of stewed meat was added to a pot of noodles, then given to Akash.
Akash couldn't wait to eat it. He quickly thanked the cook and began gorging himself. The unknown meat in the stew from the second window was exceptionally chewy, with an ordinary flavor, but his stomach felt nice and warm after he finished eating. He had used up a lot of strength today, but with this meal, some of his strength had been restored.
'So the second window is actually so good. I wonder how the first window is?'
When Akash walked back inside the dorm room Sebastian wasn't in the room he went to get treatment. Akash poked his finger but nothing happened the mysterious scales nowhere to be found.
Let's not over think about it right now let's cultivate instead.
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Early morning.
When Akash finished his meditation, he looked across the room and saw that Sebastian was also meditating. He had returned at an unknown time and the swelling of his face had gone down by a lot. Only his complexion was just as bad as before. Akash didn't know whether it was because Sebastian had been beaten again, or because he was angry.
No one would be happy after paying for a beating.