The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 97

When Sonya heard Bolot’s explanation, he found it funny but embarrassing at the same time.

“Aren’t you happy to be ranked among the top ten?” Bolot looked at Sonya all puzzled.

Her long lashes fluttered slightly, and with those big puppy eyes, Bolot appeared charming.

“In the beginning, no one knew about me, but now I’m being pushed into the teeth of the storm, and I don’t even know how many people are paying attention to me.

Moreover, I can’t pretend like I’m an ignorant fool anymore.

How can I be happy about that?” Sonya answered helplessly.

Bolot was first taken back, but she quickly showed a smile.

Soon, the smile became laughter, and Bolot covered her mouth as she giggled.

Sonya looked at Bolot in confusion.

To be frank, Bolot was indeed gentle and beautiful.

Even when she laughed, Bolot made others feel warmth, just like a gentle spring breeze blowing at one’s face.

No matter how one looked at her, Bolot’s beauty was pleasing to their eyes.

After laughing for a while, Bolot felt Sonya staring, and her face instantly flushed.

Then, she stopped and cast a blameful gaze at Ludwig.

“Are you afraid?”

Sonya admitted “A little bit.”

His honesty stunned Bolot again.

Ordinary people would insist that they were not afraid, even if they were.

No matter what, they would bite the bullet and deny it so that they would appear fearless.

Bolot noticed that Sonya’s thoughts were still hard to grasp.

“Think about it.

Initially, I’m able to practice and improve myself secretly, and no one will be wary of me as I’m unknown.

Hence, during the competition, I can shock everyone.

Instead, I’m now ranked in the top ten, and I’m also one of the favorites to get the Dark Moon Sect’s spot.

When that day comes, everyone will surely think that I’m a strong opponent.

Even if it only takes them 70% of their effort to beat me, they’ll still use 110% during that day.

Thus, how happy can I be?”

Sonya rubbed his temples, looking annoyed.

However, he was also aware that one would not be able to make an omelet without breaking an egg.

Since Sonya defeated Ashton and received the benefits, then it was inevitable to pay the price with his reputation.

That time, Bolot did not laugh anymore.

Instead, there was a hint of seriousness on her face as she said, “Actually, you only need to choose to skip the fear.”

“What choice?”

Bolot did not answer Sonya’s question, but she replied, “At first, I wanted to send someone to invite you over and notify you about this matter.

Since you’re here today, I might as well just tell you about it.”

Sonya understood that it concerned the matter William mentioned before, so he straightened his posture and urged, “Please, do spill.”

Bolot hit her lips and said in a gentle voice, “Two days ago, I received news that the crippled master… Passed away.”

“Ah? Who?” Sonya was baffled.

‘Crippled master? Who was that? What did his death have to do with him?’

Sonya wanted to ask all those questions, but he knew that Bolot would explain it further.

Just as he expected, Bolot soon added, “I know you’re unaware about it, so I’m here to explain it in detail.

Do you remember the last time when you came, you told me the old man that taught you the inscription was a blind man with a crooked nose and a limp leg?”

“Ah, I remember.” Sonya nodded.

At the same time, he could not help but secretly mutter, ‘Seriously? I made up such a weird-looking man, and there was really someone like that, and Bolot even knew him?’

Bolot explained, “With such unique descriptions and the artistic attainments on his inscription skills, I was already sure that the old man was our sect’s crippled master.

In terms of seniority, the crippled master would be my senior too.”

“So…” Sonya was slightly dumbfounded.

After all, he was talking nonsense the other day, and he did not expect that there would be such a coincidence.

Not only was there such a person, but the person also seemed to be from a sect too.

What was more unbelievable was that the man was also Bolot’s master!

Sonya regained his senses, and he keenly grasped on a problem in Bolot’s words.

“Bolot, the sect you mentioned is…”

“Heavenly Stars Sect.” Bolot smiled sweetly.

Sonya heard of the Heavenly Stars Sect from Lucas while they were on their way to Earlington of Efrax.

After that, he also read about it, so he had an impression of the sect.

Although the Heavenly Stars Sect and the Dark Moon Sect were located within the borders of Earlington of Efrax, they were far from each other.

They were at the two opposing ends, and Evergreen Town was under the Dark Moon Sect’s influence.

Unlike the Dark Moon Sect, the Heavenly Stars Sect specialized in inscriptions.

In an instant, Sonya finally understood why Bolot was an inscription master at such a young age.

It appeared that Bolot came from such a prestigious place.

After giving it a thought, Sonya could also faintly guess what Bolot meant by “skip the fear”.

“Anita, the crippled master that taught you inscriptions was my master’s junior.

Although he never officially accepted you as his disciple, my master speculated that you might be the last person who met him and the only person who he taught.

Hence, from that point of view, it’s not an exaggeration to say that you’re the crippled master’s last disciple.”

“Last disciple? Only?” Sonya was suddenly agitated, “He never had other disciples?”

“You’ve spent time with him, and I’m sure that you could tell that the crippled master’s personality is somewhat strange.

He studied inscriptions, refining weapons, concocting immortality pills, and so on… Hence, he never accepted any disciples.

No one heard of him teaching anyone.

Just four days ago, I got the news from my teacher that he failed to ascend and passed away.” Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Are you sure that he‘s dead?” Sonya asked.”Yes.

They found his body, and he’s now buried in the Heavenly Stars Sect,” Bolot answered.

“Then, I’m relieved.” Sonya breathed a sigh of relief.

“What did you say?” Bolot was deep in her feelings, and she did not hear Sonya well.

“I said it’s such a shame.” Sonya hurriedly changed his choice of words.

He was secretly worried as he almost said what he was thinking.

If the crippled master were still alive, Sonya’s identity would be easily exposed if they confronted him.

Now that he was dead, Sonya did not have such a worry anymore.

Besides that, if someone asked him about it, Sonya could simply answer that he was too young and could not recall the past.

The biggest significance of that matter for Sonya was that his inscriptions talent and mastery finally have a reasonable origin.

The origin was also impressive! He inherited it from the Heavenly Stars Sect of Earlington of Efrax’.

As Sonya thought about that, Bolot thought he was sad from hearing the news.

Hence, she gave him some time to ease his emotions.

After a while, Bolot said, “Anita, from now on, our seniority will be different too.”

“Uhm..?” Sonya looked at Bolot in confusion.

Bolot raised her head slightly, with a hint of playful triumph in her eyes as she replied, “From now on, I’m going to be your senior too.”