Chapter 117 - Uncease

Third Person’s POV (12 yrs. and 8 months old)

“When do we start?” asked Lila, one could suspect her question to be of excitement, but her excitement of the matter may be quickly died down.

“Maybe after our classes, good thing this afternoon we’ve got self improvement class, maybe then we’ll discuss of this matter further.” replied Allen, the group nodded at them.

“Here’s the- oh, you guys are already here, no matter, have some lunch!” said someone who appeared out of nowhere bringing a container, everyone looks at the person only to find out that it was Ken’s mother.

“Ma, what are you doing here?” asked Ken, as he met her halfway, took the container from her arms and set it on the table.

“I just wanted to see how you guys are doing, and I’ll be having lunch with you all.” Lyn said while hugging her son, Ken returned the gesture and the two sat down beside each other.

“Be sure to eat lots everyone, I’ve got plenty more.” said Lyn, showing four other containers out of thin air with different dishes, consisting mostly of vegetables. We could really use tupperwares and glass containers to put the food but this will do, thought Ken.

Everyone nodded and responded enthusiastically at Lyn’s statement as they could smell the delicious food, can’t have grace being neglected now can we?

“Ma, did you cook other portions as well?” asked Ken.

“Nope, why?” asked lyn.

“Just asking, wouldn’t want us unable to finish off the food you made.” replied Ken, casually shrugging, he intersected his line of sight from the food to his mother, clearly indicating something.

Lyn narrowed her eyes at her son.

“What?” -Ken-

“Do you think you all wouldn’t be able to finish all the food that I made?” -Lyn-

“Well, yeah, since you would unknowingly make more than what we could consume.” -Ken-

“Ken Rogers!” clearly it had struck a nerve, the group watched as the mother and son duo got on with each other running around everywhere and around the table, the group laughed at the antics of this mother and son duo,

Making their lunch full of joy and mischief, forgetting the past heavy topic of conversation. Right as everyone had finished their food, with Lyn taking care of the dishes, and taking a rest for the dozens of food they ate.

Ken’s mother really is that much of a pushover when it comes to food, but who would turn down free food, no one, unless it would be too much to handle. The group was now getting ready to listen and learn of the world of nobles.

Ken led the group to where their equipment for weights are located and conjured armchairs made out of wood -his friends marveled at his new creation for a while- and a board made out of clay, where he can draw and write and stuff, yes, they all know how to read, write, and draw, courtesy of Ken’s insistence.

And the other’s prior academic training.

“Princess, would you please do the honors?” said Ken, to which the princes nodded at him, she walked up his side by the board, as Ken nodded and walked to take a seat among the empty ones, he created chairs with the exact numbers as them.

The princess without batting an eye or giving out a certain emotion from her stern face addressed the group in a bit of an imposing manner but not something that looked down on others, instead was actually a bit pleasant.

Like a good teacher, although stern, was about to teach them good things.

“The prime etiquette we uphold as nobles and dragons is respect to the strongest and the one who holds the power in royalty, I myself am respected by my people because I have both aspects.” Princess Lang said, scanning her eyes in front of her.

“We primarily bow to those of higher position than ours in nobility or political standpoints, we salute those of higher position in the military, two forms of courtesy that we frequently practice as a form of respect to distinguished individuals.” She added.

The group nodded in understanding for these customs were familiar to them. The princess continued to lecture them of the different positions held by individuals in both politics and military.

She introduced to them the certain functions these individuals hold and the various powers they can display in their society as well as the achievements they gained through the wise usage of their power.

So far the discussion went on without a single trace of any negative actions done by the individuals Princess Lang had mentioned.

“Then where are the obviously bad things those nobles Ken mentioned?” asked Saber, turning to Ken who was beside him. “I’m sure you’ve noticed, but the princess have only mentioned the different great things those nobles have done.”

The class turned to Ken who casually turned to Saber.

“Their achievements are great feats I agree, and that they are of noble actions, no one could and would be able to refute that, we’ll just have to wait and see for ourselves their other side as well.” said Ken.

“By all means, enlighten us.” said Lila, to which Ken nodded, he feels that what he’ll say, may upset his noble friends.

“We’ll have to witness the bad side of those nobles, and what better way than to experience it ourselves.” Ken abruptly held out his hand in a shushing manner as he knows that these noble friends of his would react badly towards his statement, and that they did.

“Before you three counteract me, I would like to say one massive point that I uphold, I only, and I mean only, target nobles whom are pleasant on the outside, but rotten on the inside, I’m sure you three know what I mean.” He said, staring at the three people whom are standing, fuming at him, namely, Riyah, Icarus, and Princess Lang -although she’s already standing-.

“Process of selection will be of utmost importance in order not to come out as prejudice towards their side, but do note of what example I’ll present.”

Different bouts of emotions whirled in their brains as their heads were bombarded of different memories similar to Ken’s description.

“The unpleasant experience of betrayal served cold and ruthlessly by those close to us, sound familiar?” added Ken, this time, laced with venom as if a single stab could corrode the flesh within seconds.

The statement, bringing forth, discomfort on the three as their magic flared even further, almost as if it could reach up the sky. Ken’s malicious aura unceasing, but covering his disgust over such people with a neutral face.

Maybe in the future his friends will be able to witness how deep seated his anger is for those people. They’ve already encountered how dark he can be, it’s only a matter of time before those people would be served cold punishment.

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