Chapter 61: Nobility.
The sounds of footsteps thudded against the hardwood floor and echoed around the room as the children all piled into the pitched black room. Kalon tried his best to look around, but it was to no avail. It was simply too dark. But although he couldn't see, he could still hear the sounds of fabric rubbing together in the room.
Once the door closed behind all of the children. Kalon was stopped in his tracks as someone put their arms around him and put something soft over his head, making it hard for him to breathe. A foul-smelling scent surrounded his nose and began to make him feel dizzy.
"Ah! Get off me!" One of the girls in the group screamed out as loud as she could before dropping to the floor as the fumes made her go to sleep.
'What's going on!? What is this!?' Kalon asked himself as he struggled to move away. He reached up to his head, where the fabric was placed in front of his mouth. He clawed at the hands that were holding the cloth against his face, but as time went on, he felt his body becoming weaker and weaker. It was as though all of the strength was fading from his body.
'I can't hold on.' Kalon thought as his mind began to fade to darkness, and he felt weightless as his legs gave way beneath him.
"Hey, are you okay?" A voice called out as Kalon awoke to feel cold concrete beneath his body as he lay on the floor. He recognised the voice vaguely, and then as he opened his eyes, he recalled where he had heard it.
It was the son of the man that Igris had spoken to in the courtyard. Kalon's vision returned to him but remained a little bit blurry as he looked around the room to see that all of the children who had entered the building were now in the same square concrete room, looking equally confused as they stared at one another while trying to build the confidence to speak. But there was one person who stood out.
In the corner of the room, the boy Kalon had seen with midnight blue hair was sitting down and gathering his strength through cultivation.
'What is he doing? He doesn't seem worried at all? I wonder if he knows something that we don't. Is this still part of the test?' Kalon thought as he looked back at Sam's son.
"You had better gather your strength. The test isn't over." Kalon said with a cold glare in his eyes before shutting them tightly and circulating his Qi.
As Qi began to spiral around, Kalon quickly realised that there was a lot more Qi within the stone room than anywhere he had ever been. It almost felt as though the room was flooded with Qi as thick as water.
'This is weird. Why can I feel myself getting stronger?' Kalon thought as he absorbed Qi at a much faster rate than he had ever done before.
As he was sitting there with his legs crossed, Sam's son looked at him with confusion for a moment before sitting down and following his lead. As the three of them sat down to cultivate, the rest of the children looked over before someone spoke out.
"Guys, we need to work together to get out of here. I think that this is a test for us to find a way to escape. Do any of you see any clues?" A small and scrawny boy stood up out of the group and then spoke out, giving his opinion on what he thought was happening. But as he spoke, the other children looked at him with stares of distrust.
"Come on, Just look at those three. They have already given up and are taking the time to recover after being drugged. I don't know how the school could do this to us. But I think that they want to see how we handle situations like this." The boy said again, but another one of the boys interrupted him as soon as he did.
"Shut up, you idiot. This is clearly a waiting area. Those three haven't given up. They are simply waiting for the next test to start. Don't you know that they need time to prepare for the tests? Haven't you realised that one person is missing? He is probably taking the test right now.
All we need to do is wait, and it will be our turn to take the test too. Just shut your mouth and sit down, you stupid peasant." The brown-haired boy that Igris had warned Kalon about spoke out to the scrawny boy that had stood up. A few of the other children in the room laughed at how foolish the boy looked while trying to get them to work together, and a small group gathered around the brown-haired boy who was sitting with his back to the wall.
"Hey, I don't appreciate your attitude. I don't care if you are a noble. We are all in the same boat now. I don't care about your status." The scrawny boy gritted his teeth and said as he looked around the room at the other people who had laughed at him.
Another eruption of laughter came from the boys as he spoke about not caring for the nobility as they knew that people who said that would end up getting hurt.
"You don't care about the nobility? Then you don't care about living anymore, do you? Because the fact is that I could kill you right now, and no one would bat an eye. What use is there for a peasant who doesn't know he's a peasant? That's like having a dog that thinks he's a cat. It's just stupid. I will give you one chance to sit back down, or else you will get hurt." The brown hair boy warned as the tension in the room continued to grow more as everyone looked back and forth between the two of them.
"I'm not scared of you. If you want to fight, then let's do it. I will fight you right here right now. And I will show you that just because I'm a peasant, it doesn't mean that you can boss me around. You aren't better than me just because your family is wealthy. In fact, I bet you are weak and just hide behind your families fame to support you.
If you have the guts, then get up and fight me. Or you can stay there like a coward." The scrawny boy called out as the bickering was now becoming violent. The boys surrounding the brown-haired boy encouraged him to go up and teach him a lesson for his lack of obedience.
But just as he began to stand up. The concrete room they were in began to shake as the sounds of stone grinding against stone pierced the ears of everyone nearby, and a door began to open on one side of the room.