Creation System: Reborn As A Fantasy Worldsmith
Chapter 332 The Waiting Room
Chapter 332 The Waiting Room
'That fool...' Leon scoffed, looking back at Jalern, 'He probably thinks he's some bigshot, and that Lyrian won't want to fight him. He doesn't know what kind of fool Lyrian is... I wouldn't be surprised if he even challenged an emperor.'
Alten was thinking the same, 'Oh god! Does that idiot really think Lyrian will back off from a direct threat!? He doesn't know the extent of Lyrian's arrogance!'
At that moment, Jalern furrowed his brows. He lost his smirk, as he confusedly stared at Lyrian's irritated expression.
'What? What is that reaction? Does he actually want a fight right now? Is he that stupid?'
A few seconds of awkward silence passed, as Lyrian and Jalern stared at each other.
Finally, Lyrian broke the silence, "Meh... anyways. Let's get moving." His annoyed tone disappeared as he calmly walked down the stairs.
At that moment, both Leon and Alten's jaws dropped to the floor.
Even Leon, who was trying to keep a calmer demeanor, couldn't help but be utterly astonished at that reaction.
As Lyrian walked past him, he stared at him, just to make sure he was seeing right.
Jalern broke out into a laugh, "Hahaha! That's right. Don't be foolish... peasant."
Lyrian didn't react to that at all either, sending Alten into a world of bewilderment.
'What in the hell!? Why is Lyrian acting like that? Has he completely changed from before!?' He couldn't help but think.
Lyrian on the other hand walked down the stairs, musing to himself, 'Not now... I'll save that fight for when we get to that room.'
He emphasized the word 'that' in his thoughts as he continued, 'That way, all the world can see at once when I beat the shit out of this pathetic fool.'
As a reader, I know what you are thinking. What room is Lyrian talking about here?
Well, when he was inside Orion's old body, seeing the graveyard be built from a first-person point of view, Lyrian had seen a certain room.
This room was built in a way where its purpose was obvious to anyone who looked at it.
For now, Lyrian would ignore Jalern, until this room arrived.
Thankfully, from what he remembered, they weren't too far away.
In fact, Lyrian and his group had taken the shortest path there was.
'I guess we got lucky.' Lyrian mused as he walked around the pillars and back toward the end of the room.
"Follow me. There should be a hidden passage over here." He called out to everyone.
They were slightly surprised that he knew of the passage, and quickly followed him.
At that moment, those watching the exam from home exhaled their breath.
It felt as though they had been holding it the entire time while watching what just unfolded.
Some were excited to see a fight between a high noble from the Masvidal family, and an MVP who held Orion's Grandeur wand.
Others were worried since they imagined the safety of both students would be in grave danger had they decided to fight.
Examiners in the academy also breathed a sigh of relief but for varied reasons.
"Wow... that could have been bad. A fight between two powerful students? It would have been a mess."
Jalls exclaimed in relief, as Rerth and Julius looked over at him, and then to themselves.
They both knew they were thinking the same thing, and that was, 'It was a good thing that Lyrian didn't decide to fight Jalern... since the academy might have lost a high-ranking noble...'
Walking past the pillars, Lyrian came across a hidden passage underneath the coffin, where the body of Orion was located.
It was a cramped space, but he and everyone else made it through okay.
After walking down a small flight of stairs, they walked into another passageway that was just as wide as the one they first stepped in at the beginning of the exam.
Soon enough, the group came across what looked to be another dead end.
This time, a map atop another pedestal was again located in the room.
"Do we have to complete another puzzle?" Jackson questioned, walking up to the pedestal.
Before anyone could speak, Lyrian sat down on a bench made of stone near the wall and replied, "Nope. Our job for now is finished."
Hearing this, everyone turned to face him in slight confusion.
"What are you talking about, 'our job is finished', how are you sure of that?" Alten questioned, slightly confused about where Lyrian was coming from.
"Look around. It should be obvious that this is a waiting room."
"A waiting room? Why would a waiting room be in a deadly place like this..."
Alten quieted down as he surveyed the room and actually found that it did resemble a place designed to rest.
There was a small reservoir of water in one corner, a bed made of stone in another, and a few small benches placed against the walls.
Still, it wasn't enough to be certain. There was another metal door in this room as well.
"Why is there another map here then? Are you sure we aren't supposed to attempt another puzzle?" Geld questioned, placing his hand on the map.
Oddly enough, the part of the map that was lit up with the golden aura from before was still lit up.
Even though it was a different map, it followed the exact pattern of the last one.
'It will look kind of suspicious if I just say the right answers outright... but it shouldn't matter too much at this point.'
Lyrian mused before speaking.
"Well, from what I've seen, It looks like each major group from the entrance exam will have to finish their part of the graveyard, and arrive at their very own waiting rooms."
Lyrian said, as the others slowly listened more.
"As you have probably surmised by now, there are four waiting rooms and one main room in the center."
Before he could say anymore, Geld exclaimed, "There are four waiting rooms, because there are four parts of the map."
"Exactly."
Lyrian retorted, as Alten added, "And once all four parts of the map are completed, then all the waiting room doors will open up, and all four groups gathered up will enter the final room at once."
Lyrian smirked slightly on hearing this, "Exactly."
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