Legendary Soul Art

When Number One left the Headmaster's office, he didn't hesitate to run behind Darius' massive body and used him as a shield. If Miss Black were to chase after him, she would at least think twice before trying to kill him.

"What happened? We heard a loud bang against the door," Headmaster Blake asked in confusion and Number One began panting as if he was out of breath.

"Huuu… These women tried to kill me," Number replied hurriedly as he pulled down his collar. "Look what they did to me. If I didn't run, they would strip me naked and take my virginity away."

Number One's neck was filled with hickeys and his lips were still wet from Nami's saliva. If the two were to judge based on Number One's appearance, it wasn't hard to believe his claims.

"You are saying they both did that to you?" Headmaster Blake questioned in disbelief. "Miss Black was never like that."

"Are you sure about that? She is quite good at lying and hiding her emotions," Number One commented as he finally fixed his clothes and covered his neck with a collar. He made sure that Miss Black wasn't coming out just yet and gave away all the details.

"It all started right when you left. Miss Black charged at me and pushed me against the door. Her sister immediately pounced like a tiger and began sucking the soul out of my lips. When I was trying to pull away, Miss Black blocked me from the side and started rubbing me all around my body. It wasn't long before she began groping my crotch and even wanted to take my pants off," Number One recounted the sequence of events.

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Headmaster Blake was at loss for words while Darius only rolled his eyes. "What kind of a man would turn down such an opportunity? They are so hot I would let them do whatever they want to—"

"Shhh!" Headmaster Blake silenced Darius with a kick on his butt and chased them away. "Are you trying to get us killed? Go now before they accidentally hear you. I will talk to them."

Number One wouldn't reject such an offer and left with Darius as an escort. The situation was very close to turning into a disaster and convincing Nami to choose him was the only option to stay alive. He didn't really know what she wanted from him but it was definitely better than ending his life right away.

"Teacher can return the Student Badges to the girls. I will stay in my room for the rest of the day," Number One informed. "If I die, you will know who it was."

"To die in the embrace of two beauties…" Darius muttered with a sigh as if he was imagining. "That's a worthy death I'm aiming for, but not until I achieve my goals."

"Goals?" Number One repeated in wonder.

"Even though I'm too old for the Young Dragon Summit, I'm not an old man yet. I am going to be the first to beat the Dungeon without any help from start to finish. I will make everyone remember my name," Darius replied confidently.

Number One could only scratch his head as he also planned the same thing. Not because he wanted to be the first but because he wouldn't want anyone to know his secrets.

"Good luck. You can do it," Number One cheered casually and finally split up in the intersection. He wasn't cruel enough to crush Darius' goals and let them fuel his passion.

Soul Training Rooms were fully automated so they were open all day and night. Number One immediately collapsed on his bed as soon as he closed his room and decided to rest now to be in the best condition for his night training. With just one hour a week, no one would use it in the middle of the night which saved him future questioning.

Number One made sure the door is properly locked and stripped to rest. He happened to feel two Orange Rings in his pocket that he kept pushing for later and decided to finally open them. It wasn't an easy task for anyone else but Number One just needed to hover them near his Legendary Artifact embedded in his chest and the Storage Rings unlocked on their own.

As he expected, there weren't many valuable items inside besides a few Soul Art scrolls and a pile of Yellow Soul Crystals. It was still a good loot as he could sell the Soul Arts to the Academy for more contribution points.

"Oh?" Number One was about to start transporting the goods into his main Storage Ring when he paused at the sight of a letter. It had a picture of his face and a note saying not to underestimate him.

That wasn't the part that was worrying though. It was the emblem used to seal the letter that he had already seen once in his life.

"And here I thought it was the Council…" Number One wondered out loud as he remembered a certain name. "Soul Harvesters… How did they find out about me?"

Soul Harvesters were a large guild of mercenaries located in the Capital. They would do anything as long as the money was right. Number One wasn't worried about the Council since it would be a while before they learned about their defeat but Soul Harvesters were different.

They wouldn't stop sending their mercenaries until the mission was completed.

"I guess I have to pay them a visit once I reach the Capital," Number One sighed and stopped thinking about it. Not counting Miss Black who was invited inside, he should be relatively safe in the Academy from any type of danger.

Number One left the Soul Crystal counting for later and finally closed his eyes to rest. He would usually enter his Heavenly Space to enjoy the puffy clouds on his bed but it was too risky in his current situation.

That turned out to be a great idea as Number One's sleep was disturbed by a knock before he could even fall asleep. He quickly jumped off the bed to dress but he was only able to button his shirt when the door unlocked on its own.