Infinite System Inheritor Return From The Abyss

Meanwhile, in the cafeteria of their dormitory building, Andrew, Lila, Kaye, and Kyle sat together, eating their meals. After they were teleported back to the gym, the instructors announced that those present had automatically passed the exam.

They were each given their dorm assignments, with two people sharing a room. The announcement also mentioned they had three days before their first day at the Beast Doctor Academy.

Andrew leaned back in his chair after finishing his meal and sighed heavily. "I still can't believe Seojun just left us like that. He didn't even say goodbye."

Kaye pouted, poking at her food with her fork. "If Sir Gideon hadn't told us, we'd probably still be looking for him. Why did he leave anyway?"

Andrew shrugged, resting his chin in his hand. "I don't know. I just hope we'll meet him again. The only thing I know about him is his name. He's so mysterious."

They all sighed in unison, except for Lila, who was quietly eating, her focus entirely on her food. She didn't join in their complaints and instead thought to herself, He must have a reason for leaving like that.

Kyle broke the silence, leaning forward. "Well, whether he comes back or not, we still need to prepare for the academy. We can't slack off, especially after seeing how crazy that entrance exam was."

Andrew nodded. "True. But still, it would've been nice to know more about Seojun."

Kaye sighed again but smiled faintly. "I guess we'll see him again when the time's right. For now, let's focus on settling in and figuring out how to survive in this place. also i can't wait to have our beast companion. It's so sad that we can only see them again in three days."

They all agreed.

Seojun sat near the riverbank, feeling the cool night breeze brush against his face. The quiet rustling of leaves and the soft flow of water filled the air, but it didn't break the stillness in his mind.

His system suddenly spoke, its tone as cheeky as ever

[That is boring, host. We got what you wanted so easily. No excitement at all.]

Seojun smirked faintly, his eyes still closed. He could faintly sense Andrew and the group back at the dorms, knowing they were doing well without him.

That assurance brought him a sense of calm.

He opened his eyes slowly, letting the starlit sky above fill his vision. His system interrupted his thoughts again.

[What are you going to do next, host? The last test record for your group has been blocked

successfully. Shall we go back to your home now?]

Seojun sighed, leaning back on his arms as he stared up at the night sky.

"I can't let my mom find out about me this early. If she knew I've been exempted, she'd get suspicious. And that's a headache I don't want to deal with."

[Then are you planning to go somewhere until the Beast Doctor Academy finishes the process and those who passed get their licenses? That way, she won't have a reason to be suspicious.]

Seojun nodded slightly, his gaze still fixed on the stars.

[Based on my search, host, you're fortunate this year. The distribution of licenses won't take the usual one year or six months.]

"I know," Seojun replied calmly, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. "I've already planned for that. I just need to lay low until everything settles."

The system was silent for a moment, as if processing his words. Then it added, [Understood, host. I'll make sure everything proceeds smoothly.]

The peaceful atmosphere continued as the night deepened. Eventually, Seojun stood up, brushing off the dirt from his pants. His gaze lingered on the stars for a moment before he turned away, heading toward the city.

After a short walk, he found a small hotel. Checking in was quick, and soon he was in a modest but cozy room.

The quiet space felt welcoming after the day's chaos. He stripped off his shirt and stepped into the shower, letting the warm water wash away the tension in his muscles.

Once done, he wrapped a towel around his waist and walked out, droplets of water still dripping from his hair. His eyes landed on the briefcase resting on the bedside table. He approached it, a small smirk forming on his lips.

Sitting on the bed, he placed his hand on the case and muttered, "Now, it's time for you to wake up, Astral."

He reached into his space inventory and pulled out a shimmering piece of mithril, its silver-blue surface gleaming faintly.

From the briefcase, he carefully retrieved the special crystal, a pulsating orb of concentrated energy that seemed almost alive when he touched it.

With a quiet breath, Seojun placed the two items before him and spoke softly, casting a barrier around himself. A faint golden shimmer enveloped him, ensuring no one outside could sense or see what he was about to do.

Holding the mithril in one hand, he gently let the crystal float in the air above his other palm. His eyes closed as he began to chant ancient words, his voice steady and filled with authority.

The air inside the barrier grew heavy, and the mithril and crystal started to glow intensely.

The glow intensified, radiating light so bright it could blind anyone who dared to look directly at it.

The two objects slowly began to move toward each other, drawn by the powerful enchantment Seojun was weaving.
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As the items fused together, forming a singular glowing mass, Seojun bit his finger without hesitation.

Blood dripped from the wound, bright red against the overwhelming white and blue light. He let the drops fall onto the fused object, and the moment his blood touched it, the glowing intensified even more, filling the entire room with a radiant light.

[It's easier to make now, host. Unlike before, when you needed various rare ingredients due to the lack of aura, your blood and aura are sufficient this time.]

Seojun smirked, not breaking his concentration. "That's because I've grown stronger," he muttered, his voice unwavering despite the immense energy swirling around him.

The fused crystal and mithril began to take shape, elongating and refining themselves. Slowly, a blade emerged, sleek and ethereal, its edges shimmering with a soft, otherworldly glow.

The sword floated before him, its aura powerful yet calm, as if recognizing Seojun as its master.

With one final chant, the light subsided, and the barrier dissipated.

Seojun reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword, feeling its energy resonate with his own. He smiled faintly, his eyes reflecting the glow of the newly forged weapon.

"Welcome back," he whispered, gripping the sword firmly.