《God's Eyes 》Chapter 163: Heir's Burden
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Max wasn't able to use his force in order to drag Jason away from his current path because too many students watched them.
The only thing he was could do was to pray, that his great-grandfather wouldn't beat the sh*t out of him, because he disregarded his good meant advice, some may even see as order.
He was suspicious about Jason, as he seemed to know his great-grandfather which not many people on Astrix could claim, even fewer youths.
This was weird, but Max couldn´t find a logical reason for this scenario, except that Jason´s background was forged.
In the end, he convinced himself that Jason was from a large ancient clan because it was easier for him to comprehend that an ancient clan's heir disregarded his authority than a nobody.
Taking this scenario also as the reason for him to be acquainted with his great-grandfather, made it much easier for him to understand everything.
Nodding his head, the misunderstanding Max formed, took a firm place within his mind as he followed Jason who was still dragging Seron behind him.
Jason heard that Max, who followed him, turning noticeably quieter, even though he was still lamenting and cursing out from time to time.
This wondered him, as he thought the annoying blue-haired brick-head might even use brute force to prevent him from walking towards Old Drake, which, however, didn't happen.
Walking towards Old Drake who stood next to Till with his hands crossed behind his back noticed Jason and Seron walking towards them, as he sensed an overly familiar mana fluctuation.
Only a moment later, he saw Max, his great-grandson, and his eyebrows furrowed almost immediately causing Max to flinch.
`I´m doomed` was the only thought in his mind, as he ran past Jason towards Old Drake.
Seeing that, Jason smiled lightly as he appeared in front of his teacher.
Max was unaware of what Jason might do, causing him to confess what he did.
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This was to prevent Jason from distorting the story in order to display him as a villain.
However, Jason never wanted to tell Old Drake something unnecessary like that, to begin with.
Rather than that, he played a small mind game with Max and he only wanted to inform Till about his forfeited match, as every student did so in order to keep the track of how many 6th affiliated students could hold their special combat class seats and for how long.
Till, however, heard Max confessing everything to Old Drake and frowned, as he turned his gaze toward Jason with an obvious question in his mind.
'How did you annoy someone, without even knowing who he is? There is something called "holding back"'
But even so, he wouldn't say something like that to Jason as he inwardly approved his behavior.
It was completely unnecessary to challenge Jason for his special combat class seat in such a manner.
Even more so because Max was not a Vanguard-school student to begin with.
It was not only that but he was also neither a student of any school on Astrix nor some other islands but from Canir.
And even there, Max was in one of the most prestigious schools which couldn't even remotely be compared to the Vanguard school
Noticing Till´s gaze, Jason almost chuckled as he declared confidently without being ashamed of his loss. "I´ve lost my seat, should I challenge someone right off the bat or do I have to wait?
Hearing that, Till´s questionable expression was immediately replaced with a faint smile as he said
"Max isn't even a student on Astrix, as such, you haven't lost your seat!" he stated but Jason immediately rejected what his teacher said
"Even though that might be the case, Max is stronger than me and he `defeated` me fairly. I won't take this seat back."
Turning towards Max, who seemed to endure Old Drake telling-off, Jason smiled.
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He was more than satisfied with this, as not a tiny speck from the previous overbearing appearance radiated from Max anymore.
Meanwhile, Seron still felt uncomfortable, when Artemis landed on his head, releasing a small cry, seemingly trying to comfort him.
He was still feeling weird seeing Max as his memories about the past tortured him somewhat.
All slightly powerful families liked to compare their children to other descendants and due to his malfunctioned mana veins, he was quite often the topic of everyone's conversation when it came to comparing their own children to others.
This ashamed not only the Gier family but caused the heirs at Seron´s age to bully him often.
Max with his superior physique and high mana sensitivity was the most recent prodigy the Drake family had and they were coincidentally at the same age with only a few months separating them.
While Seron was seen as a weakling, comparing him to Max who was a prodigy, was definitely a painful reminder, with an unbearable sting piercing his heart, torturing him every single day.
Max didn´t bully him but it felt even worse, as he seemed to have disregarded his whole existence, as if he was worthless.
This could have happened subconsciously, but it was hard for Seron to bear.
However, he wondered how Max even knew his name as they never talked to each other, which was suspicious.
Jason waited for Old Drake to finish him telling off Max and when he turned back to them, both he and Seron greeted him politely.
Through his mana eyes, he saw something that attracted his attention about Max
It was roughly the same, Jason perceived more than a month ago within Dalia, but there was a vast difference between both of them, as he could see everything clearly within Max.
He was unable to peek into Dalia and only due to her revelation, Jason was able to conclude what exactly he traced within her.
Now, Jason could guarantee his train of thought through Max, if he were to answer some of his questions.
Old Drake felt embarrassed about his great-grandson, who he searched throughout the whole morning, only to find him where he was definitely not supposed to be.
As such, he talked with Jason for a few minutes and was about to go, when he heard something particular.
"May I talk with Max for a second? I don't know if I'm allowed to ask that but I'm curious about his constitution….A..No forget that...it's probably a family secret."
Jason´s voice grew fainter the longer he talked as he only noticed what he said when the words left his mouth.
Asking someone about special traits was as if someone asked Jason to reveal his soul world in addition to every ounce of information about it and extremely impolite.
Till was about to drag Jason away from Old Drake when he noticed the old man´s widened eyes.
"How do you know about his constitution?" He asked, visibly astonished as Jason pointed at his eyes.
"I can see it" He revealed without hesitation and one could see it as an offer from him because he revealed something about his own trait, hoping to receive something in return.
This might be dangerous, but Jason wanted to understand special physiques and constitutions better in order to know what he should pay attention to in the future.
Till only now noticed the significance of Jason´s first words, as his eyes similarly widened, which was also the case with Seron and even Max, who knew nothing about him.
`He can see it?` Max was visibly confused but seeing curiosity gleaming in his great-grandfather´s eyes, he remained silent.
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