God's Slave: Reincarnated Into an Academy of Heavenly Descendants

[Hmmm]

To Nolan's reply, the system only gave a simple response before quieting down once more.

Since his scroll was still safe, and he had learned that the scroll couldn't even be opened except with Anti-Aether, Nolan felt reassured.

Therefore, he rose up and prepared.

Tomorrow would be the day they would all be leaving for the Ascendant Hierarchy area and he needed to prepare himself before morning came.

There wasn't much to prepare for though.

Aside from his clothes and his bag, he didn't have anything else that was his.

The room he lived in belonged to the academy, so he couldn't take it with him, and the same could be said for the majority of his tools.

His books, which he had taken from the library, could be considered his secondary possessions, but those also belonged to the academy, and to the newcomers, to be specific.

They would be of no use in the Ascendant area since they would all be given new books and taught new lessons.

So Nolan didn't think he needed to bring them with him.

That left him with just his bag and clothes, and in less than a few seconds, Nolan packed all his clothes into the bag.

He had about five trousers and three shirt and a hoodi, excluding the one he was currently wearing.

Not really much, so everything fit perfectly into the bag.

Done with that, he placed the bag beside the bed so he could easily reach for it the next day, and he made sure to pack the scroll as well.

The scroll was currently one of Nolan's most important possessions,.if not the most important.

He should have already read it, as it had been quite a while since it had been given to him by King Sammodra.

However, he hadn't checked it yet, since the Ascendant test began shortly after, and he couldn't find the time or the clear-headed space to properly comprehend the vital information said to be inside.

But he was aware that he would be able to properly go through it once he got to the Ascendant Hierarchy and balanced his life again.

That would be the best time to review and properly digest the content.

For now, he could set it aside.

With his belongings arranged, and him being fully prepared for tomorrow, Nolan felt at ease.

He didn't want to leave his room anymore, so he simply went to the bed and laid down, staring blankly at the sky.

It was currently sunset, and fiery orange hues spread across the entire lower atmosphere in the distance.

Quietly, time passed as he remained unmoving, his mind drifting here and there, but he entertained none of the thoughts, simply allowing them to weave around in his head.

"Phew! Finally done!"

The loud exhale rang out as Nolan heard the sound of footsteps inching closer and closer, followed by the door to the room opening, and the footsteps stepping in.

He knew who it was already, so he didn't bother turning his gaze.

He could hear the sound of hands scattering clothes and opening wardrobes, but he didn't react to it.

To Nolan, this was no longer his room—it was now the young man's.

All he needed was to stay for the night, and then he would be gone by morning.

The ruffling went on for quite some time, until silence returned to the room due to Norgomodev stepping out, and a couple of hours passed before the footsteps were once again heard inside.

Norgomodev stepped in once more and was quite surprised to see the iron-bodied mongrel still on the bed, in the same position as he had left him.

Nolan's gaze hadn't left the window, which he was staring at dazedly, and now the stars were beginning to appear in the sky.

It seemed like he was deep in thought, yet his clear eyes revealed that he was still present.

It was a bizarre sight to Norgomodev.

But it had nothing to do with him, so he quietly walked toward the bathroom to take a clean shower, ensuring his already sparkling body remained free of any filth.

He just couldn't risk having even the tiniest dust on him.

A quick shower was taken, and Norgomodev dressed well before exiting the bathroom and returning to the room.

It was now nighttime, and while he wanted to go out sightseeing, he feared getting dust on himself.

Besides, it was night, and not very safe. So he dismissed the idea.

Better safe than sorry was his Patriarch's Most believed wordings.

That left him alone with the iron-bodied mongrel, who was still viewing the window.

Creeping silence filled the room, and while Nolan was more than fine with it—he even enjoyed it—the same couldn't be said for Norgomodev, and therefore, he attempted to break the silence.

"Hey, you okay?" he asked Nolan as he sat on the chair beside the study table.

"Why?" Nolan's thick voice rang through the room, his eyes still gazing at the window.

"Just noticed you've been staring at that window for quite a while now."

"Makes me wonder if there's something about it that I can't see, or maybe you just have something on your mind…" Norgomodev answered.

"Yes, I'm fine…" Nolan replied, and silence reigned once more.

"I'm Norgomodev, by the way…" Norgomodev called out after the silence became stifling.

Nolan finally tore his gaze from the moonlit sky and turned it toward the young man.

"I'll be gone by tomorrow morning. You'll never meet me again, and I'll never meet you again, so there's no need for any sort of familiarity," Nolan answered.

He could understand where Norgomodev was going, but Nolan felt it was needless and useless.

He was a newcomer who had just gotten into the academy, while Nolan was heading to the Ascendant Hierarchy in a few hours from now.

There was no need for any sort of familiarity between them—they probably wouldn't meet for the next three years.

In fact, it was more likely that they would never meet again at all so why bother?

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