Chapter 467 Training After Fights (Part 3)
Chapter 467 Training After Fights (Part 3)
"what, you know about this?" adam asked in an unsure voice.
he was surprised since he wanted to go to the training even before the whole situation with osana and twelve branches.
the fact that osana's wedding would be in three months was just a convenient time frame during which he could devote himself to training with tron. it was possible because of their acquaintance and help from damien, whom tron would certainly not refuse.
silvana did not inform tron about the rule of power, as that was only one of the purposes of this training, but not the main reason why adam came here.
even after the battle against the plague reaper, adam wanted to become stronger and realized that he was quite weak compared to such outstanding fighters.
so... when tron suddenly mentioned the rule of power, it couldn't help but stump adam.
tron nodded with a calm face.
"sure, osana de rouzet did a pretty good job choosing a disguise and an empty space in the golden lantern park, but you didn't bother to take that off."
tron pointed to the ring on adam's finger.
from the moment osana had put that ring on his finger, he hadn't taken it off. the ring fit him perfectly and was made by a true master of his craft.
in fact, adam forgot about it as he didn't feel like there was anything extra on his finger.
"agh? a ring? so what? maybe i wanted to buy myself an accessory?" adam frowned, he didn't understand how tron knew about that.
tron took a deep breath.
"you? you certainly wouldn't buy a ring for 1,350,000 credits and that's the price of the ones mass-produced by this workshop for grooms at weddings, this ring is custom-made at the request of someone very rich and powerful."
as soon as adam heard the price, his eyes went wide. he gulped, slowly shifting his gaze from tron to his ring.
'wait... so this ring is worth more than 1,350,000 credits? no... can it be worth more than two million? fuck... looks like money really isn't a problem for the higher nobles.' adam internally scratched the back of his head.
sure, adam had a considerable amount of money in his account too, more than two million credits, but... he got it over a long period and thanks to the deal with katrin.
he wouldn't spend all his money on some ring, that was something crazy.
"i'm going to win this one. i doubt some phantom working for the marzo family has the same monstrous power as the plague reaper."
then, for the first time in their several meetings, tron's calm face broke. find your next read at empire
he smiled, and a satisfied gleam passed across his amethyst eyes.
adam's answer suited him completely.
crunch.
max took a bite of his sandwich, eyeing them curiously. though they were quite far away, everyone could hear the conversation between adam and tron.
"oh, what an interesting young man." max pronounced, he chewed.
then, he looked at silvana.
"you got lucky with phantom. if i were you, i'd do my best to keep up with his level, otherwise one day you'll fail and the government will suspend you."
max's voice was carefree and calm, he spoke as if they were discussing something routine.
but... to silvana, this was a living nightmare, this should never happen.
that was a good thing.
why?
because the operator had room to grow too. new information and access to data opened them up with the ranks of their phantom, that way operators could constantly grow.
tap.
tron shoved adam in the chest, bringing him back to the bench.
"in that case, enough talk. lift those weights if you want to move on to the fights you're so drawn to."
adam gulped, looking at the four discs that together weighed over five tons.
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