Chapter 31: The Same Room?!
Tyr harbored his doubts but didn’t voice them. After all, if even the team leader didn’t speak, then it wasn’t his place to pry.
Kaga led the group and introduced along the way, and after over an hour, he finally brought everyone to the flying train.
Dragon Slayer and the others, who had never seen a flying train before, naturally felt curious. Even Ye Xi couldn’t help but open her eyes wide and glance around from time to time. It was evident that the allure of this flying train was immense.
After all, while trains on rails were already unusual, a flying train was even more extraordinary. Anyone would be extremely curious about such a novel thing. Kaga couldn’t help but smile faintly as he looked at the expressions of the group. He remembered being just like them when he first arrived.
“The train you’re all on now is the Avalon Sky-Flying Train, and its principle…”
Tyr had heard all this from Rachel earlier, so he didn’t pay much attention now. Instead, he found himself daydreaming about flying one day and overlooking the ground.
It’s a pity that flying on one’s own requires the strength of a Heavenly Emperor, but with Tyr’s Qi Talent, even reaching the Broken Army level might be a bit challenging. In reality, if we were to talk about it, Tyr reaching the Broken Army level in Qi cultivation might not provide significant assistance in terms of strength. After all, he relies on sword techniques, and the support from Qi cultivation is just auxiliary. The most significant advantage would probably be increased endurance in battles and relatively higher defense.
In battles between experts, they often ended within tens of seconds or even seconds, so endurance didn’t play a significant role. As for defense, it was even more unnecessary because Tyr had always relied on the incredibly elusive Thousand Fold Body Technique to evade enemy attacks. He was rarely hit directly by opponents.
Tyr sighed inwardly and shook his head. Anyway, from his current perspective, he was far from reaching the pinnacle. He wondered if Avalon could find a way to rapidly increase his Qi.
As for the whereabouts of one of Avalon’s three ultimate artifacts, the 【Guardian．Amnesia】, a super weapon capable of awakening, erasing, and controlling memories, Tyr knew he had to be cautious in investigating. After all, who could predict the future? Tyr had no intentions of prying into this artifact until he fully understood Avalon.
When Kaga finished his introduction, they finally arrived at their destination: the center of Avalon, the Eleventh District.
As they arrived at the Celestial Hall, familiar with the route, while others looked on with slight amazement at the immense building, Tyr had already casually surveyed his surroundings. Last time when he came as Yuehai, he only paid attention to the Celestial Hall itself, neglecting the surrounding buildings. This time, perhaps due to the sudden approval for admission, the expected presence of a large number of senior students was absent, which was a good thing. If they were discovered by those people, the outcome might be as dire as what happened to Claude. It was said that when the sound stone from the other side was thrown yesterday, it was already past nine in the evening. One can only imagine how many people besieged Claude at that time. The scene was probably beyond words to describe the misery! By the way, Claude seemed to have joined the Swordsmanship Department, the Optics Society, and the Magic Ball Club for his hobbies.
Tyr looked around, and although all he saw were roads, forests, and students, some peculiar buildings still caught his eye. In Avalon, there were too many surprises. Whether it was the flying train or the power elevators, they all left Tyr extremely amazed. With his limited memory, he found these novelties even more intriguing. If he set aside the main goal of finding his lost memories, spending some time in Avalon didn’t seem like a bad idea.
Unfortunately, the loss of his memories troubled Tyr greatly. After all, being controlled by two bodies was like having a constant weight on his chest. He had to understand his past; otherwise, what difference would there be between him and a walking corpse?
When Tyr finished his procedures at the front desk, received his school uniform and dormitory card, Kaga waved his hand and left, only leaving behind a sentence: “Gather here again in two days.” He didn’t care about their whereabouts after that. Then, he alone boarded the flying train to the First District.
Tyr and Dragon Slayer exchanged a glance, then turned to look at Diaz. The group felt a brief moment of confusion. It seemed too casual for such a large institution to just leave them here like this.
Ye Xi didn’t say anything. Now that she was free, she simply headed off in a random direction. Diaz, on the other hand, glanced at his dormitory card.
“My dormitory is in Building T7 on the thirteenth floor of the Eighteenth District. What about you, Tyr? Dragon Slayer?”
“Mine is in Building T8 on the nineteenth floor of the Eighteenth District. Perhaps there’s a difference in the dormitory buildings. How about you, Dragon Slayer?”
Tyr couldn’t help but look at Dragon Slayer. Dragon Slayer hesitated for a moment before taking out his dormitory card from his storage ring. After looking at it carefully, he casually said.
“It says it’s Room 5 on the seventeenth floor of Building T5 in the Seventeenth District.”
“What?!” Tyr couldn’t help blurting out. His reaction surprised the others, and Tyr felt a bit embarrassed by his outburst as he clicked his tongue and said.
“It’s nothing. I was just a bit startled by the height of the seventeenth floor.”
Tyr was certainly not startled by the height of the building; rather, he was surprised that Dragon Slayer’s dormitory was assigned to the same room where Damiyala and Tyr, as Yuehai, had stayed. Among numerous dormitories, the probability of Dragon Slayer being placed in the room next to Yuehai was extremely low, perhaps even more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.
Dragon Slayer couldn’t help but comment as he looked at the towering buildings around him.
“Listening to you say that, Avalon does seem to be built a bit extravagantly. Just this mountain-like cluster of buildings would probably be hard to find a similar-scale institution even in the Nyron Empire. It’s no wonder it’s called the Supreme Academy. I just wonder how their teaching methods are, but judging from the atmosphere here alone, they probably won’t disappoint.”
Tyr and Diaz followed Dragon Slayer’s gaze to the surrounding students. Some were reading books with their heads bowed, some were quietly studying magic in secluded corners, and others were chatting on benches by the roadside. Each of their eyes gleamed with a vibrant light rarely seen in the Sigril Empire.
The constant turmoil in the Sigril Empire had taught its young children to be cunning and deceitful. The pure gaze that should have been used for seeking knowledge and exploration gradually faded away in such an environment, leaving behind chaos and ruthlessness. Only a few, like Claude, Diaz, and others, could emerge from the mire unscathed. Even in such a harsh atmosphere, they managed to maintain their own paths and stay true to themselves.
Tyr didn’t know how the Vermilion Kingdom was, but he believed that, so far, Avalon was the cleanest place he had ever seen.
This cleanliness wasn’t just in terms of cleanliness; even the atmosphere and communication between people had developed exceptionally well. Compared to the conflicts between other nations, this place could almost be called a sacred land.
