Capítulo 89: Laying Low

A week had passed since the 'just' princess had screwed Ashton over. True to her word, Ashton was not allowed to attend any classes that even remotely required him to do physical labour. As pissed as he was because of that, he made sure to not waste his time idling. 

Either way, the physical training only happened for two hours a day, six times a week. Which was next to nothing, when compared to the training regime he had going on for himself. The princess could have only stopped him from training in classes, but no matter how influential she was in the academy, even she could not stop him from training altogether. 

Although he had been and still was against the idea of having slaves around him, he couldn't help but realise their worth. Especially, dark-haired Duncan, the human male. Ashton realised he was quite the spearman. On top of that, he knew how to use his scrawny figure to his advantage.