The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 295 - 212: Torchlight

Chapter 295: Chapter 212: Torchlight

Luo Dewan had not expected to meet Kashan here and said, surprised, "How come you are here? Did you also join the secret division?"

In his memory, Kashan was fairly competent, but both of her Fire Sparks were quite mediocre, merely enhancing strength and of little value, far from meeting the standards of the secret division.

Kashan’s expression was complicated, dominated mostly by a sense of grievance, her eyes reddening as tears welled up.

"Rod, where... where have you been? Why haven’t you come to see us for so long?"

When Rod had first joined the secret division, they had agreed that he would come back to see them whenever he could.

But so much time had passed, and they had not seen him even once.

This had deeply hurt Kashan, to the point where she no longer cared about her credits.

The students of Group Ten also felt disheartened, feeling that they mattered little in Rod’s heart.

Rod scratched his head; he had completely forgotten about this matter in Java Country.

After entering the secret division, he had spent every day busy and anxious, consumed completely by the incident at Sword Pass. Later, after entering the "Top Class" of the secret division, he constantly faced various crises and had no time to think of anything else.

"I..."

Rod instinctively wanted to explain how busy and dangerous his life had been, but seeing Kashan’s aggrieved expression and slightly reddened eyes, the words he was about to say were swallowed back.

He took a step forward and embraced her tightly in his arms.

A familiar scent hit him, and Rod said softly, "I’m sorry, it’s my fault."

"Don’t..." Kashan struggled a bit, the gazes of countless people around them making her feel as if she was on fire, but this strange yet familiar embrace made her reluctant to leave.

Fortunately, Rod didn’t hold on too long and soon let go of her.

Kashan’s cheeks were flushed like ripe apples, and something seemed to ripple through her light blue eyes. Unlike her usual tough sister persona, she stood there somewhat awkwardly.

Rod smiled and said, "Kashan, I’m pleased to see you here, you said you would become a special student and find me, and you did."

Kashan, recalling past events, flashed a small smile and waved her fist playfully.

"I said I’d come to settle the score with you."

"Ouch, Captain, don’t make me study, we only talk combat here."

"Hmph, you think I’m afraid?"

Rod chuckled and said, "Then try me now. Let’s go to my room for an exhilarating battle on the bed, how about that?"

"Okay—ahhh!"

Bang, bang, bang, Rod took a few punches. He didn’t dodge, and Kashan didn’t hit hard, but the few punches seemed to shatter the months of separation, and they shared a smile that felt just like old times.

Rod coughed and asked, "Kashan, how did you actually get in?"

Kashan spoke softly, "The Archbishop found me and gave me a Relic from my grandmother."

"The Archbishop said that it’s our family’s inherited Soul Trait, which only women can inherit. It’s a Unique level of soul equipment that can restore Spiritual Energy for oneself or a loved one."

Rod suddenly understood what had happened—no wonder Theodore could use it back then, but I couldn’t after inheriting his responsibilities.

A blush crept across Kashan’s face as if she recalled the Archbishop’s words. She skipped a bit and continued,

"But, the Archbishop also said that besides commanding this soul equipment, I could also consume its Soul Trait."

"It was crafted from the sacrifice of the souls of my ancestors from the Kasan family and grants a First Level Fire Spark. However, it comes with high risks, such as loss of control, madness, soul corruption, becoming a Living Corpse, among others."

"Everyone was against it, the Archbishop advised me not to try, but... but I still wanted to try. Even if I failed and died, this Soul Trait would reconstitute itself from my soul, creating no loss."

Kashan revealed a bright smile.

"I succeeded, the Archbishop personally conducted the ceremony, fifteen Main Priests protected me, and I consumed the Soul Trait, gaining a new Fire Spark."

"Fire of Fury."

"Anger significantly enhances my strength, enhances my Spiritual Energy, and it radically transforms my other two Fire Sparks, Steel Giant Strength and Iron Hardening. When angry, my strength can increase by thousands of times."

"Not only did this help me join the special students, but Dean Vera also invited me to the secret division."

"He promised that I could soon wear the ’Strong’ emblem and enter the Top Class,"

Kashan raised her delicate fist, her beautiful eyes curving into a sly smile.

"So, Rod, don’t make me angry in the future, or be careful that I might beat you up."

Rod felt both relieved and a bit heartbroken.

"Kashan, why would you take such a big risk? You, you really don’t need to..."

Kashan’s light blue eyes sparkled, like sunlight refracting off a lake.

"Rod, you know that I have always aspired to be an excellent warrior," she said. "To carry the torch and offer a light for us who advance in the darkness."

"For this goal, I can sacrifice everything. I’ve been studying and striving relentlessly just to get to this crossroad. How could I give up?"

Kashan reached out her hand.

"Rod, we promised each other that we would become comrades fighting shoulder to shoulder, bringing our light to the companions in the darkness,"

Suddenly, Soron started applauding and the sound quickly filled the small corner.

Amidst the enthusiastic applause, Rod took Kashan’s hand.

"Welcome, Kashan,"

Amidst a chorus of cheers, everyone around them grasped their hands and chanted, "Welcome, Kashan!"

Flower of Humanity +1

——

Kashan quickly returned to training. She was soon to undergo an assessment that would determine if she could join the Top Class.

The Top Class was currently empty, with all thirty-three spots being keenly watched by all regular class students.

Becoming a ’Strong’ emblem student was their dream.

Rod was very happy, not only had he gained another Flower of Humanity, but he also gained a staunch ally.

This was of great help to the career he was about to undertake.

And all this was brought about by that relic.

Dean, was this also within your calculations?

Ha-ha, truly you are the most legendary Spell Master in history.

Rod smiled joyfully; everything was getting better.

Since the Sun Festival started, it had all been good news.

Having just stepped into the starting point of his life, he was greeted with success. Ha-ha, could it be that I am actually the Child of Destiny?

With such a beautiful dream, Rod arrived at the new training ground, where he saw his former classmates from the Top Class.

They had all changed out of their student robes and into the covert ops warrior robes.

The robes were sleek and practical, primarily in ash-grey, with a pair of freely spread wings printed on the back, and underneath a quote:

"What does not kill me, makes me stronger."

This was very much in line with the theme of the covert branch; everyone here was the type to grow stronger through battle.

Most of them were middle squad leaders, with only Rod as the Captain.

"Wahaha!"

Rod laughed heartily.

"Call you guys who previously bullied me and looked down on me, now I have climbed above your heads. Quick! Fall in, I want to check your physical state."

"Starting with you, Teresa."