Bab 193: Back At The Martial School

"What's up, Eli," Apollo greeted as the carriage behind him rolled away.

"Let's go, Personal Disciple. The Headmaster is waiting for you," Eli said, motioning for Apollo to take the lead. He still couldn't believe that a kid had been chosen by the Headmaster. There was little he knew about the Personal Disciple, but he trusted the Headmaster. All Eli had to do was fulfill his duty wholeheartedly.

"Alright," Apollo nodded, walking towards the entrance of the serpent-constricted building.

It was a giant, ancient structure, comparable to—or even better than—anything from his previous life. But Apollo knew its true size and beauty couldn't be fully appreciated from the outside, only from within.

As he was about to push open the door, he heard his companion cough.

"Ehem, Personal Disciple Yoma," Eli called awkwardly.

Apollo turned, tilting his head in confusion. "What is it?"