Chapter 3: On the Train
“Of course, I’m going to Avalon Academy,” Dragon Slayer replied as if it were obvious, leaving Tyr perplexed. What would someone of his age be doing at a school?
Naturally, Tyr wouldn’t do something reckless. He carefully considered his words and then continued.
“What’s your business at Avalon?”
“Of course, to enroll,” Dragon Slayer’s response nearly caused Tyr to choke, but he managed to maintain his composure, his face showing no obvious signs of distortion.
Tyr certainly wouldn’t inquire why Dragon Slayer wanted to enroll; after all, Shating Iron Sword, despite being older, still had a chance, so Dragon Slayer would likely have an even better chance.
However, Avalon wasn’t just open to anyone. Its rigorous assessments were among the most stringent in the world, surpassing even superpowers like the Nyron Great Kingdom, which couldn’t find a school that could match Avalon.
“Where were you at that time?” Tyr was referring to the banquet, where he had looked around but hadn’t found Dragon Slayer. Dragon Slayer shrugged.
“There were too many people, and it was a bit suffocating. I went out for some fresh air, but I didn’t expect so much to happen in such a short time.”
“Yeah, the clashes between gods are truly terrifying.”
“Well, it’s mainly because demigods are in combat. They can only invoke divine power, so their power is limited. If they had the projection of a divine world, the endless divine power derived from divine fire, and the continuous pressure from laws and faith, the aftermath alone could probably flatten a small country.”
“You understand quite well~”
“Of course, my goal is to become a god.”
“It seems a bit far-fetched,” Tyr thought to himself. Even with his millennia of experience, he didn’t dare to hope for ascension to godhood, and Dragon Slayer had only just reached the Martial God realm. The difference between them and the legendary gods was immense.
“It’s all about perseverance, don’t you know? The twin gods Ga Yuan and Ga Lou from the Kingdom of Nyron only took eighteen years to ascend to godhood.”
“Hmm?” Tyr’s expression changed, and he calculated silently. Even if one were to practice from birth, it wouldn’t be possible to become a god so quickly! Could it be that they were reincarnations of gods?
Dragon Slayer didn’t dwell on this topic and continued.
“There are also late bloomers, like Ahisol, the Dragon’s Tooth, among the Ten Gods. He didn’t start cultivating qi until he was over fifty, but he steadily progressed, breaking through each time as his life approached its end. After achieving countless feats, he finally became a god. Even at the godhood stage, with infinite lifespan, he still tirelessly pursued cultivation. Eventually, he ascended to one of the highest seats among the Ten Gods in the Noah World, becoming one of the supreme leaders of our Nyron Great Kingdom.”
Tyr understood what Dragon Slayer was trying to convey, but it was clear that there was a distinction between saying and doing. These things could only be seen as possibilities and aspirations, the idea being, “If they can do it, so can I.” However, before taking action, one must first understand why they were able to achieve such feats. Otherwise, the end result would only be crushed by one’s own pride, leading to self-destruction. It was a case of the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Tyr didn’t care how strong he could become; as long as no one provoked him, maintaining his current strength was fine. Unfortunately, in Avalon Academy, it was a fierce competition. If he didn’t strive to improve, he might be expelled from the academy at any moment. This was also why so many graduates of Avalon easily ascended to Emperor and even demigod status!
“By the way, Dragon Slayer, we’ve been sitting here for a while. Who’s supposed to be in the seat next to me?” Tyr pointed to the empty seat beside him, but Dragon Slayer glanced at it and shook his head.
“I didn’t see. Maybe someone will board at the next station.”
“Shating Iron Sword.”
“Here. Is there something you need?” Shating Iron Sword leaned over from the back seat, and Tyr waved his hand.
“Nothing much, just checking if you’re comfortable.”
“Heh, Mr. Tyr, I’ve ridden this rail train before, so I understand a lot of things.”
“That’s good to hear. If you encounter any difficulties, just let me know.”
“Alright.”
“Oh, by the way, go check on Butterfly of Sunflowers first.”
“Yes.” Shating Iron Sword replied before standing up and heading towards the opposite carriage. Dragon Slayer chuckled beside Tyr.
“You’re really worried, huh? Are you afraid the two little beauties will be kidnapped?”
“How could it be!”
“Eh? Are you worried about another man? Tyr, I didn’t know you had this kind of preference.”
“……” Tyr could only muster a helpless expression to convey his inner dissatisfaction, then he subtly shifted his attention towards the side of the Yuehai, after all, there were mostly familiar faces on the exclusive train; if necessary, she still needed to get to know them better.
