Kieran didn't speak right away when Lester knelt down on one knee. Instead, he picked up the communicator on the table and waved at Frost Wolf.
The smart Frost Wolf ran over, grabbed the communicator with its mouth and ran outside. When he sensed a safe enough distance from Lester through the contract, Kieran asked, "Lester, who among the Dark Eaters has Proper Meal class food?"
"Based on what I know, none.
Dark Eaters are plunderers in nature. Unless something unexpected happens, they will eat whatever food they get their hands on to strengthen themselves. "
Lester shook his head.
"Is that so?"
Although Kieran had similar guesses a long time ago, when he confirmed it, he still felt a little regretful.
However, it didn't stop Kieran from questioning the former Dark Eater.
Compared to the information he got from books, Lester's words were much more detailed, comprehensive, and real.
"The Dark Eaters have a loose alliance structure. They occasionally host some gatherings and most of the time, it's to provide protection for the Dark Eaters. Of course, you have to pay them accordingly. If you don't, don't even think about getting any help.
Fights between the Dark Eaters are rare but not non-existent. Once a fight breaks out, it's a life and death battle. The Dark Eater Alliance won't provide any help to either side, nor will it stop them.
The Dark Eater Alliance in Theorate was annihilated by E Block Principal Romuse once, but they rose from the ashes soon enough. The Dark Eaters are even more careful in hiding now. "
Lester told Kieran everything he knew, including what he didn't tell Senile and the clerk.
"Rose from the ashes?
Are there a lot of them? "
Kieran asked when he heard what he was most interested in.
"I'm not sure, but based on the last gathering, there were at least 30 of them, so there must be quite a lot of them.
A lot of Dark Eaters don't even attend these gatherings, they are more used to sending representatives. At least, the things that appeared in the last gathering couldn't be collected by one or two people. "
Lester voiced out his deduction.
"When is the next gathering of the Dark Eaters?"
Kieran asked.
"If the date hasn't been changed, it should be during the three days of Theorate's anniversary!"
Lester replied.
Kieran knew about Theoriot's anniversary celebration because he had read about it in books.
Every year, starting from Friday of the second week of October and ending at midnight on Sunday, there would be a total of three days to celebrate Theorate's founding anniversary. Since Theorate was under curfew throughout the year, students from all grades would celebrate on the streets in their own way.
Fireworks and floats were a must.
But what was most fresh in Kieran's memory was the 'Gourmet Battle' mentioned above — a battle where one could obtain food at one-tenth of the usual price, or even lower.
Unconsciously, Kieran felt his saliva secrete rapidly again.
He took a deep breath and swallowed his saliva.
There was still a period of time where he needed to be patient.
Moreover, there were more important things to do right now.
After another half an hour of conversation, when the sky started to brighten, the conversation finally came to an end.
"My lord, if you are worried about the communicator, you can let me modify it."
Lester suddenly said at the end of the conversation.
"Very well."
Kieran looked at Lester with a surprised gaze. He didn't expect Lester to be an expert in mechanical modification. When Lester took out his tool bag and deftly disassembled the communicator that Frost Wolf brought back, Kieran wisely chose not to be a spectator.
He couldn't understand a lot of things like electric fusing, transistors, and whatnot.
Although after becoming a lone wolf, Kieran tried his best to become more well-rounded, the 'well-rounded' was more suited to battles.
As for outside of battles?
You couldn't expect a person to be omniscient and omnipotent.
Just like how you couldn't expect Kieran to give the food in his hand to a stranger.
20 minutes later, Lester passed the reassembled communicator to Kieran.
"There's no problem inside, I even added a defense module to it, so it won't be eavesdropped. Even if someone really breached the defense module, it will alert the police."
Lester explained to Kieran.
When Kieran familiarized himself with the communicator, the whole dorm was bustling with activity. The freshmen woke up from their slumber and welcomed a new day.
However, every day in Theorate was destined to be extraordinary.
What happened last night had spread throughout the dorm.
Whether it was the death of over 50 men or the Dark Eater's betrayal, it was a legendary incident in the eyes of the freshmen.
When two legendary incidents happened because of a single person, that person would naturally become a legend.
Every freshman who passed by Kieran's room would stop and look at the scene with reverence, even Maica and Standler.
Especially Maica.
"Is the gap that big?"
The aide of the First Seat muttered softly.
Maica wasn't afraid of battles, in fact, from a certain aspect, he loved them, but because of that, he knew his limits.
One man against 50 men.
Even if he had some special abilities, he wouldn't be able to win.
One needed to know, the 50 men weren't just a quantitative change that caused a qualitative change, each and every one of them was an opponent that Maica had to treat seriously to win.
What if there were more than two?
He would lose!
Maica knew it very well after he got the identity of the attackers from his friend.
"Don't mind it, the First Seat is different from us."
Standler regretted telling his friend what he knew when he saw his friend was in a daze after he woke up.
"Em, em."
Maica nodded repeatedly but his eyes weren't focused at all.
"Don't forget that we are here to report to the First Seat."
Standler emphasized his words, but Maica didn't return to his normal state.
Standler sighed and walked to Kieran's room. He wanted to knock on the door, but the moment he raised his hand, the door opened.
"Morning, First Seat."
Standler jolted for a while before greeting.
Not just Standler, all the freshmen greeted Kieran respectfully when they saw him.
"Morning, First Seat."
"Em."
Kieran nodded as a reply.
The freshmen quickly left the room.
They knew why Standler and Maica, the two First Seats of the freshmen, were here.
They didn't want to stay and affect their report. Even the most curious freshmen, who wanted to take another look at Kieran and discover what was different about Kieran, didn't stay for long.
After all, this report was of utmost importance. If anything bad happened, they would be the ones to suffer the consequences.
"What's up?"
Kieran asked.
"It's about the tutorial class!
The tutorial class for the third-year students that was supposed to be held on the weekend has been rescheduled to this morning and it will be attended by the representatives of the second-year, third-year, and fourth-year students. "
Standler answered.
Then, he paused for a while and looked at Kieran's calm face before continuing, "According to the information I've received, this is the custom of the 'friendly display of strength' among the upper year students."
Of course, the friendly display doesn't involve death.
"Bruises, swollen faces, broken bones, and tendons are common."
"As for the valedictorian and his two assistants, they are usually the ones who receive the most attention."
"Is it compulsory?"
Kieran asked.
"It's not compulsory …"
"Then I won't join."
Kieran said straightforwardly.
"But if you participate and defeat an upperclassman, you'll be able to obtain Fast Food or Bento class food that corresponds to that level …"
"When does it start?"
Kieran asked straightforwardly.
'Aren't you changing your mind too fast for food?'
Standler's mouth twitched at Kieran, but he still said clearly, "10 am, E Block field."
"I'll be there on time."
Kieran closed the door after he said that.
Standler showed a bitter smile when he saw the closed door.
He still had more to report about the First Seat's work.
He was wise enough not to knock on the door.
Standler dragged Maica, who was still in a daze, to the cafeteria.
However, when Standler reached the cafeteria, he realized Kieran, who should have been behind them, was in front of them.
"You are really punctual."
Standler quickly caught up to Kieran. As he spoke, he glanced at the cold young man in his twenties beside Kieran.
'Is he the Dark Eater?'
Standler wondered.
"It's not gentlemanly to let the food wait."
Kieran replied.
"I hope you can carry your gentlemanly manner forward, at least when you are doing your job as the First Seat, you should maintain your gentlemanly manner."
Standler wouldn't give up the chance to meet Kieran again. He reminded Kieran, hoping that Kieran could fulfill his duty.
However, he soon realized how naive he was.
"Don't I have you guys?"
Kieran asked in astonishment, as if Standler had just said something that defied common sense.
"But we can't replace you!"
Standler emphasized.
"Of course you guys can't replace me, but … the work that the First Seat didn't finish can be passed to the two assistants.
You guys are doing well, keep it up.
I believe in you guys! "
Kieran nodded in agreement, giving Standler an encouraging gaze before he hastened his steps, leaving Standler behind with Maica.
Standler looked at Kieran's back, raised his hand, and wanted to say something.
But in the end, nothing came out.
"Maica, it seems like our workload will be doubled … Huh? Maica?"
Standler turned around, wanting to complain to his friend and discuss their work arrangements, but he realized his friend, who was in a daze, had somehow gone up the stairs of the cafeteria and entered the cafeteria.
Standler was the only one left on the spot.
He stared blankly ahead and finally let out a sigh.
It was a melancholic kind.
…
"Three sets of A, B, C, and C.
What do you want, Lester? "
The battle last night didn't just reward him with items, Kieran also found a sufficient amount of money on the assailants.
"One set of B set."
The former Dark Eater glanced over the menu and chose the most exquisite one.
The cafeteria was serving food as fast as usual, just like how fast Kieran ate.
Nine sets of breakfast were finished quickly, and Lester had just finished his own set and was about to put the utensils into the sink.
However, just as the former Dark Eater picked up the utensils, a feeling of being watched rose in his heart.
Without a second thought, Lester put down the utensils and stood in front of Kieran.
"Who is it?
Come out! "
The former Dark Eater growled.
"Don't misunderstand, 2567 and I are old friends."
Following the voice, Oliford Ryde walked in in a black suit, the red handkerchief in front of his chest was very eye-catching.
Lester didn't leave Kieran's side, still looking at Oliford Ryde with vigilance.
He instinctively sensed danger from Oliford Ryde.
"It's fine, Lester."
Kieran said to the Dark Eater before looking at Oliford Ryde with a polite and courteous smile.
"I hope you still remember the time of our deal."
Kieran reminded Oliford Ryde.
According to their deal, Kieran would trade a near Proper Meal class Bento, two normal Bento classes, and seven Fast Food classes for a Proper Meal class meal from Oliford Ryde. The deal would last for a week and the time limit was almost up.
"Of course I remember.
That's why I am here.
But, 2567, you really do surprise people, your achievements made a lot of people around me exclaim in disbelief.
I heard you have been to Professor Smith's lab before? "
Oliford Ryde replied with obvious compliments in his words. Suddenly, Oliford's words took a sharp turn.
"Em."
Kieran nodded without batting an eyelid.
"What do you think about that place?"
Oliford Ryde was carefully choosing his words.
"What do you mean?"
Kieran faintly guessed what Oliford Ryde was trying to do, but he pretended to be confused.
"I hope to have a deeper collaboration with you, 2567.
"I'll give you a Proper Meal class food as a reward."
If you agree, we can sign the agreement right away. "
Oliford Ryde said with a smile.
"Oh, what kind of cooperation is it? It's worth a Proper Meal class food?"
Kieran wasn't moved at all.
Although he was tempted by a dish that was above the Proper Meal level, he was more vigilant than anything else at this moment.
Of course, he showed an interested expression on his face and when he saw the expression, Oliford Ryde obviously misunderstood something. He lowered his voice and said.
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