ushernet Chapter 693: The Strongest Talent [Part 1]
Chapter 693: The Strongest Talent [Part 1]
chapter 693: the strongest talent [part 1]
northern had heard from one of the chatterings in the hall that aster was so wounded, he almost died and had to be transferred to the infirmary; hence, his direction and path were pretty clear.
after a couple of minutes of insanely furious steps, he finally arrived at the silver infirmary.
the academy had three distinct infirmaries. the gold infirmary, built right behind the main library in the combative school; the silver infirmary, nestled towards the east wing of the non-combative school, three large buildings away from the forge; and the bronze infirmary, which was very close to the school gate-essentially built for low-profile workers.
the silver infirmary was an edifice of glass and concrete; although it could not be compared to the gold infirmary, it still stood as the most magnificent building in the non-combative school.
he hurried through its double doors and stopped in front of the receptionist's counter, bowed his head lightly before asking.
"i am here for a guy called aster..."
the lady at the counter raised her brows.
"i'm sorry, who?" she asked as she opened the logbook on her table.
"the guy that defeated the disciplinary committee leader."
quickly, she lifted her head and pointed down the hall.
"oh. once you get to the hall, take the stairs on your left, upstairs room 034."
"thank you," northern responded sharply and walked away from the lady's table.
several people hung around the lobby of the infirmary; some had bandages around their hands and neck, others in crutches, while many sat there, waiting for one appointment or the other.
northern granted them a very brief glance before entering the hallway of rooms and turning to his left, climbing the stairs to the next floor.
he finally reached room 034 and knocked. a few seconds later, a feminine voice came from inside the room.
"you can come in."
northern turned the knob of the door and entered. aster was laying on the bed directly in front of his eyes, and next to his bed was a lady whose leg was hung; her entire body was bandaged except for her face.
she looked at northern and smiled.
"did you come here to see me too?"
her words made him cringe. she said it in a very lewd and immoral manner, with her eyes glinting. northern had almost shifted a step back if aster had not spoken immediately, shouting:
"why the hell do you keep harassing my visitors?!"
"don't worry about it. i'm glad you won..."
aster looked carefully into northern's eyes and cautiously said.
"really? are you sure? you seem somewhat... pissed?"
"oh do i? i do, right?" he forced out a terrible smile. "how about this? do i look happy?"
aster grinned and nodded. "yes! you look way better."
the lady, with a puzzled expression, exchanged glances between northern and aster, blinking
severally.
"are both of you nuts? you..." she pointed to northern, "...are smiling like you were a grotesque being in your past life."
she swung her head to aster.
"and you, don't tell me you don't see that is a forced smile to just make you silent. are you that dumb? oh god, these lads!" she slapped her face with her only free and uninjured limb.
northern turned towards her for the first time since getting into the room.
"who could you be?"
"oh. she's a weird one. apparently, she is the most useless girl in the combative school."
northern tilted his head a little bit. aster's explanation was too strange.
it was impossible to know the most useless person in the combative school... of course, if the
social crowd had deemed her so.
"what do you mean by that?"
the girl frowned.
"don't go around telling people i'm useless. i just have a talent that is too strong. it's too
strong; it breaks my own body if i try to use it."
she shrugged with her bandaged limbs.
"as you can see..."