God's Slave: Reincarnated Into an Academy of Heavenly Descendants

The question rang out as Nolan turned to look at Luna, who stood by his side, gazing into the distance like him.

Once more, he stared outside.

The students were going about their activities as they normally would, and there was no chaos at all.

There were even laughter and giggling among some of the Ascendants, and they didn't seem to fight or hate each other.

All in all, things were pretty peaceful.

"Peaceful!" Nolan replied, and a small smile, one of melancholy, rested on Luna's lips, her right hand hugging her left.

"It seems like that at first sight, doesn't it?"

"I had the same thought when I arrived here about five or so years ago," she whispered and Nolan silently listened to her.

"But now, you don't think the same?" he whispered back softly, and Luna shook her head.

"Things aren't as peaceful as they appear here. If it can even be called peaceful at all," she said quietly.

"The only way to achieve true peace is to never try to grow stronger than you currently are..."

Her voice appeared even more silent than it normally would, and Nolan noticed her body slowly starting to ooze with that cold aura again.

"Did they hurt you?" He suddenly asked as she turned her gaze to him.

"What do you mean?"

"Your cold body. It's an illness, right? It doesn't seem to me like you were born with it..." Nolan replied as he looked into her eyes.

Somehow, Nolan could sense that Luna wasn't always like this.

He had seen a Hexglaive before, and they were nothing like her now.

So, what had changed her?

It was safe to guess that someone had probably inflicted her with the sickness.

"I guess," Luna said, confirming his thoughts but not really willing to share too much about it.

"You don't seem to be put off by my six eyes for a newcomer. I wonder why?" she suddenly asked, and Nolan looked at her six eyes before grinning.

"My room got taken by a Hexglaive before I came here," he said, and she raised her eyebrows.

One had to know that Hexglaives were rare, yet Nolan had now seen two.

Somehow, it seemed like fate itself had planned to bring him and Hexglaives together.

"Did he tell you that we prefer neatness"

"Is that why you cleaned up everything the other day when you arrived?" Luna asked.

She knew well that normal Celestial Heirs were anything but cleaningness conscious, and Nolan seemed like some sort of exception, making her able to stand his presence.

But still, it surprised her that there was a Celestial Heir who valued natural cleanliness so much.

Now that she heard he had already met a Hexglaive before, things made more sense.

"Yes, he mentioned it, and I also personally saw it firsthand," He replied as Luna smiled.

"I can imagine that..."

"You seem more tolerant of dirt than he was, though," he added, and Luna giggled.

"He will get used to it soon, the longer he stays here," she said, and Nolan smiled before they both turned away and looked into the distance.

"You don't go to classes, do you?" he suddenly asked her, and Luna shook her head.

"Is it because of your cold, or other personal issues?" he asked.

He had noticed that somehow, Luna never left the room.

Nolan didn't know why, but he could swear he had a feeling that all she did every day was stay in that room and never go outside.

He was curious about her schedule and surprised that she could manage it.

"You will be required to attend classes for the first year."

"After that, you're on your own."

"Most of the other Ascendants simply go on quests, gain points, and experience, which improve their strength and maybe allow them to move up into a higher Ascendant class."

"That's pretty much what everyone here does," she explained.

"I, too, was a part of the group, well, until I got the cold and a few other issues that prompted me to finally give it up," she said, and Nolan nodded.

"I'm sorry," he whispered softly, raising an eyebrow.

"For what?"

"For the pain you go through. It's so much pain, I can't even begin to imagine..." Nolan said seriously.

He wasn't trying to overpraise her or trying to appear like a good person or anything, but Nolan genuinely knew she was enduring much.

Having gone through his own pain, he understood the feeling.

Just sitting beside her had made his lips start freezing over.

He couldn't imagine her having to endure this every single day.

"You don't need to worry much. What happened before usually doesn't happen."

"It gets triggered when a new element appears around me. That's why that happened and it only happens once too."

"It won't occur again," she explained, and Nolan's eyes flashed.

"Don't feel sorry for anything. You didn't do that purposefully," she said before he could respond, and Nolan remained silent.

Now he understood a little more about Luna.

It seemed the condition where she was so cold that he had to use his Anti-Aether to heal her wasn't normal.

It was because of Nolan's presence that her body had reacted in such a way.

Now it made more sense why she never tried to leave her room and always stayed inside.

Any type of contact with people seemed to agitate the cold in her body. Discover stories with m,v l'e-NovelBin.net

He didn't know what type of illness that was, but it was debilitating nonetheless.

It was something that prevented her from meeting new people at all. Afflicting her with seemingly eternal loneliness.

"I have a question for you, though," Luna said as Nolan turned to her.

"What's that?"

"When my cold got worse, how did you recede it."

"Normally I would remain in that state for around three days before I can open my eyes at all."

"But somehow, I opened my eyes in less than a few hours later, feeling the coldness having been completely eliminated and I also found myself on your bed."

"How did you do it?"