Brewing evil plans!(2)
Desmond and Malkis said farewell to the old man and left for their dorm. They both were in different rooms and the room number was already notified.
At the dorm, they went their separate ways.
After making sure Malkis was gone, Desmond sneaked his way to the outside again.
He wanted to meet someone or some people and they are outside now, in the park.
[Are sure about this?]
'Of course, I want to know he won't be able to live without me.'
[Gosh! That sound perverted.]
"…"
The park was near the entrance of the academy but that was not the park he was going.
The academy shares its back gate with a thick forest and the outskirt of the forest is inside the academy. You can visit the inside of the forest but at night it is restricted not to mention there is an ancient spell protecting that gate.
The forest part inside the academy is also called 'park' for some reason. Not many people visit this place, especially at this hour. I mean, who wants to visit this jungle park when there is a full-blown park on the opposite side?
But there is a secret inside this particular park not many people know about. The secret of 'Phantom Ghosts.'
They are myths among the students. Nobody is sure even if it exists or not. There are no incidents now that are publicly known.
What they are is in essence a contract worker. But their works only involve fighting, stealing, and other malfeasances.
Nobody knows who they are. You just have to write the necessary contract details and pay the necessary payment and leave it in the tallest tree at night.
Many say they are not real but myths. Many say they are real. Since there aren't any cases in the past fifteen decades, essentially everyone forgot about them.
Some have tried to use them but were to no avail. Over time they were forgotten.
But Desmond knew the facts. He knew that there was no myths or legend but the truth. Simple, plain truths.
He found out about them on his past timeline. Specifically, on an ancient parchment he found from the deeper ends of the academy archives.
After walking for some time in the forest, Desmond found the large tree.
He raised his hands and felt the tree. It was the same as old.
He took a piece of paper from his storage ring and wrote the magical words on it after that he laid the paper on the ground near the roots. And for the payment, he took an apple, that John, the manager, impelled on him to take with him and laid it on top of the paper.
That was it. That was the payment. It was not money or anything materialistic that Phantom Ghost needed it was food. Not that it was hungry but that was what it took as payment.
Desmond knew it was true when he did it on the past timeline.
Now all he just wants to do is sleep and woke up and Malkis will come for his aid.
He was smiling sinisterly. Combined with his eyes that were glowing due to the usage of mana, which enabled the night vision, he truly looks like an evil villain from the movies.
"Ha ha ha, what do you say about this plan, Gonorrhea? This is my perfect victory."
[You manipulative bastard. Is he that important that you're paying someone to beat up a poor soul?]
"He is like a gold among silvers." Desmond slowly recalls the past exploits of the Blood Spider.
"His potential as a techy is impeccable. He took down an entire megacity and rendered the heroes without communication, which ultimately led to the fall of Alor city. He is indeed a needed one and I should acquire him before the next year or else other guilds will acquire him because of his exhibition project."
*****
He returned to the dorm room. The other students were already fast asleep as the time was already past 2 a.m.
There was only one table and 5 bunk beds in the room.
He slowly walked towards his bunk, which was the only one left untouched, and it was also a top bed.
He climbed it and essentially melted into it.
The quality was considerably low considering where he was from but the severe tiredness and exhaustion almost immediately attacked him.
It was a long day. Perhaps, the longest after his regression. In a way, this is the official start of so many long days now.
He wouldn't essentially might not even get a good night's sleep because the academy… The academy is truly a wild place.
*****
Desmond woke up in the morning groggy and unenthusiastically, not because he wanted to wake up but because of all the rowdy noises and laughers inside the room.
[They're telling the story of Leviathan 'the wolf slayer.' Look, your dear friend is also here.]
'…What. What the fuck is going on?' Still, he didn't wake up. He lay there trying to listen to what was going on.
"…And then, at the very end, when everyone thought there is no way to escape from this almost impossible situation, this guy suddenly used some kind of hidden moves and Whoosh…" The narrator made a gesture with his hands. "The next thing we saw was the head of the wolf rolling on the ground while this guy…" He looked at the sleeping white-haired boy. "This guy's blade dripped all in blood."
"Whoa, bloody hell. He is that cool?" one of the boys asked.
"Yep, he is that cool." The narrator confidently nodded his head.
'Oh my fucking god! That annoying voice, it can't be…?' Desmond was screaming inside, wanting to run away from the dorm room but didn't move because of the fear of facing his 'old friend' from his days with the 'Defenders.'
[C'mon 'slayer of the wolves,' sign an autograph to your fans. He he he]
Creepily enough Desmond could almost feel the emotion in the system's voice.
"…"
"Wakie, wakie, Des. Look who's here, your good friend, Arthur.'
Desmond could feel the voice near his face.
'Holy fuck! Get him away from me.'
[Oh my, I think he is going to kiss you to wake you up, like a princess. This is going to be fun. Your first kiss after regression is your love rival himself. He he he.]
The moment he heard both the creeps, he instantly opened his eyes to see Arthur, is in fact, so close to his damn face.
"Wh-what the fuck do you want?" He fearfully asked the human creep while he could hear the robotic creep laugh in his mind.