Nightmare Mythos

Chapter 192 Back To The Academy

Their ride towards the Academy has been uneventful, as if the lady of luck which had been out of their grasp for some time now was wrapped around them again.

After all, nothing happened to them.

The city they went through hasn't received an attack from the Revolutionary Army, the road ahead hasn't been that bumpy aside from the few hiccups here and there, and lastly, anything related to a Nightmare has been out of their attention since they didn't even meet one of them.

After Doubt that is.

That didn't mean the ongoing war between the Revolutionary Army and the world has been quiet.

It just got progressively worse.

There weren't any days when the word Revolutionary was uttered into the mouths of people. Even when they were just passing by, the terror that the Revolutionary were bringing to the world began to make the Army take immediate action time and time again.

"Do you want to help them, Cesar? You know, finish this once and for all?"

Suddenly, Arnold voiced out from the side and Cesar gave a curt nod.

"I was planning to. I was going to ask for your take on it but it looks like it is unneeded,"

Arnold let out a small chuckle before pouring cold water from his head, "Anyway, how are you so sure that the Demonic Wrath will be the one to clear your condition back to normal?"

Cesar suddenly stiffened, unable to reply to that statement.

How sure was he?

Absolutely not sure.

However, this was the only lead he got to take care of his worsening condition. He began to be sleepy, and fatigued when he wasn't even that weak to begin with, now he thought that every situation was boring.

It felt like his condition was slowly chipping away the Cesar which would result in dying at the end of everything.

If it was Cesar before this condition, he's sure he would not feel this situation as boring. Nor he's sleepy or fatigued.

"I guess I have to trust myself to pull off a deal with that Nightmare. If he's not with me, he better have something to say why because I will shit him,"

Arnold smiled, "Good mindset. I'll definitely support you,"

Cesar observed Arnold's face who seemed to be really concerned and happy about how he viewed his situation. He's also the headmaster who really supports their student to be healthy and successful.

'Oh right, there's something I owe him...'

Cesar knew he still had to say something to Arnold since that's what he promised to do.

He had tried to keep quiet about it as they conversed with each other, and Arnold had been very diligently patient but he knew he had to repay every favor he had given to his benefactors.

The moment they land on the Academy premises, Arnold leads Cesar to the site where he will surely meet the Nightmare, Demonic Wrath.

"Huh?"

It was no other than the huge main hall where every student was supposed to attend when an important announcement had to be addressed that involved any student bodies or personnel of the Academy.

It was the same hall that Arnold and probably every Headmaster in the Academy that made every graduating student disappear and transfer to different sites of the Army.

It was probably the same Nightmare that Arnold made a pact with to 'vanish' these people.

"I guess it is here..."

Cesar paused, "Do I have to wear a blindfold on like the ones we always use to proceed at this sort of ritual?"

"Ritual... I remember that rumor came up under my doorstep and some parents even complained about the power behind it. Haha, they thought I abducted their kids. It's actually kind of funny to see their reactions,"

Arnold chuckled before coming back to the topic, "As for how you will contact it, well, they are the ones that like to hide and are pretty good at what they are doing. Do you know the reason behind the kerchief?"

"Let me guess, it is the hide the hideousness that the Demonic Wrath has?"

Arnold's eyes widened as he commented, "Wow, you know what you're really saying. Correct, that's one thing. As for the other, it had something to do with privacy, I guess,"

'Privacy, huh. What a weird Nightmare...'

Arnold who seemed like a person who was always prepared to whatever situation the world had given to him, handed one kerchief at Cesar while wearing one for himself.

"Let me handle it. Just focusing on communicating,"

Arnold commented before he began to initiate the 'ritual' towards the Nightmare Demonic Wrath that has always been here in the Academy. Read exclusive content at My Virtual Library Empire

Arnold clasped his hand once.

Clap—!

Then again.

Clap—!

The motion of his hands were so fluid that Cesar will be shocked how he handled it. However he couldn't see anything aside from black due to the kerchief.

Finally, after the third clap, the silence in the main hall became even more still.

"It's here,"

Cesar's heart pounded.

"Talk to it,"