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'What the fuck did she just say?'

Seth's eyes widened, his face fixed to the opposite direction of Ivy who seemed to be walking as fast as her leg could.

Before turning to look at her, to convey a response, Seth drank a couple of saliva down his throat and opened up his clenched fist without making a move to make her notice.

"You said you want to train with me? That's nice... It will be quite awesome training with you," Seth uttered in pretense, producing a fake smile — though this smile looked real.

Ivy nodded.

"So, why don't we head to the cafeteria to have some lunch? I mean we haven't eaten since dawn and we really need to fill our guts up," Ivy said.

"That would be awesome... Okay then let's go for a meal," Seth replied, his fake smile never faded.

Seeing that Seth had agreed to have lunch with her, Ivy smiled in delight. Her charming smile was kind of a seduction to Seth, but he knew trying to fall for a Supreme Lord's daughter was as though driving himself into a river of crisis.

'I see, she is just trying to prolong her presence with me. Besides, I'm not that hungry... I don't know if the Dormant Academy has the Golden Fox Clan's cultural meal, Fox tail.'

Seth thought and followed behind Ivy. Unfortunately but fortunately, his gaze accidentally dropped on her a*s. Seth, as silly as he was, refused to withdraw his gaze from her a*s as his view kept being seductive.

'I wish I could grab it now, it would be... Shut the hell up Seth, you are on an aim to prevent an impregnation!' Seth cursed.

'Tsk! You fool, this is a Supreme Lord's daughter, there is no way you can grab that stuff.'

'No! I can, I can do that countless times if I can convince her to be my girlfriend.'

'No! I can just tell her that I need to have a romance section with her... Rich kids like her are romantically spoilt you know.'

'No... I think I'm going to stand my ground. You fool, stay away from girls.'

After this thought, Seth decided to stop the silly assumption and concentrate on his journey to the cafeteria, with Ivy.

This time, he walked close to her, avoiding the temptation behind. Just as he approached Ivy's walking line, Ivy uttered:

"I heard that a group of Critters attacked the Black Scorpion Clan and Golden Fox Clan, is that really true?" Ivy asked.

"Yeah, that's true. Somehow, we managed to survive the attack. Thanks to the neighbor at the next territory to mine, I shouldn't have been standing here alive if not for him," Seth responded and folded both arms.

It was cold at the moment.

"That neighbor should have been a lifesaver," Ivy acknowledged.

"Yeah I think so," Seth replied with a slight smile.

"I have been studying you for a while now and I have finally understood your lifestyle. Now tell me Class Head, why do you have to pretend as a novice when you are not one?" Ivy asked, "Master Den never expected someone like you to have an A+ rank IQ. That was unbelievable!"

"Really?" Seth asked.

"Yeah, the whole class was dumbfounded at that moment. Even I myself was shocked."

"Me too, I never expected that. I have always been a jerk all the years of my previous life. I'm sure everything just took an impulsive turn all of a sudden. But, I know this is just compensation for having a Un—" Seth dashingly paused, his eyes widened a little.

'Dam, did I almost expose it? That's never gonna happen," Seth thought.

"What? You suddenly paused," Ivy complained.

"Oh, that? What I meant was that I have an unconditional attitude. Like I'm just weird sometimes," Seth lied.

"Nah you can't relate," he added.

"That's kind of an unclear word. Anyways, that is not my business in the first place, let's just hurry up and get something to eat before the training begins," Ivy said and increased her walking pace.

Soon, Seth also did the same.

After walking for about two minutes, they got to the cafeteria. It was a Type-2 bungalow built with the best of bricks and roof. However, something had made it a Type-2 building instead:

The low-class hue and the scarcity of actual coffee and other valuable drinks.

Building Types aren't only determined by the way they were built, but also by the availability of the required items in that particular building.

For example: A house with a hunched TV and a scanty living room is said to be placed as a Type-3 or Type-4 building. As said by the Magi Council, the items in a building serve as the most reactive point to a Type rank.

The cafeteria was beautifully built, with its well-molded bricks and expensive roof, but its poor hue and item scarcity made it lose its supposed grade. Though, the Dormant Academy's management is working towards that.

Ivy was the one to step into the cafeteria first, and Seth followed after a negative nod.

'I'm sure Fox Tail isn't here... This is going to be total shit,' he thought.

After stepping into the cafeteria, Seth and Ivy sat down at the first dining section of the building and soon, an attendant approached them.

"Hello, what would you like to feast on?" the attendant asked with a smile.

"I'd like to have a full dish of seafood and a little slice of Brexton lettuce," Ivy ordered.

"Okay, you?" the attendant turned to Seth.

"Uhh... I would like to have a full dish of Fox Tail spiced up with enough seasoning," Seth ordered, waves of uncertainty lingering in his mind.

As though corresponding with his thoughts, the attendant said:

"I'm sorry newbie, we don't have that here. Why don't you go for something else?"

"Never mind, I'll get some bun on my way to the motel after training... I prefer Fox Tail only," Seth refused with a disappointed expression.

"What do you mean Seth? Eat something else," Ivy said, unhappy.

"No, I'll end up having a stomach disorder. I only eat chicken, Fox Tail, and bun. Eat up, the training is about to start," Seth warned.

"Okay then, since you wouldn't eat, I won't too. We would get some bun on our way back to the motel. Look," Ivy showed her room card to Seth.

"2029," Seth read, "what?"

"Your room is not quite far from mine, so we can return to the motel together every day," Ivy said with a smile.

'This is unbelievable.'

After seeing this, there was only a short thoughtful yet silly word that rang in Seth's mind, and that word was.

'An opportunity to grab her ass.'