Edgar and Fabby had just arrived at the mines, and they were already being given cold looks. If Fabby wasn’t an outer disciple, many would have already run more than just their mouths.
“I thought they were dead. Why are they still alive?”
“We should consider it lucky. Because now we can mess with them ourselves.’
The siblings, however, ignored their ramblings.
Fabby was given ten acres of region to watch over. Edgar was also there to help her. It was quite muddy everywhere, and there was no avoiding the mud. But Fabby had gotten her ring back, so both the siblings were wearing their old set of clothes that they wore when they first entered Orseya.
Though ordinary miners didn’t dare mess wit
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WHIT 98 - RESPECT
Because Fabby couldn’t control the black sand yet, she had to use the mud around it to move the black sand.Though most MUD swans managed to fly out of the pit, one of them got blocked by a falling rock and fell right back into the pit.Edgar ran over to save that individual, but as he got there, the entire pit itself rose up, and Edgar managed to easily pull that man out of the mud.Bontu, who just arrived there, was shocked and surprised with the chaotic situation. The inspectors and other miners also got there and helped bring people away from the danger spots.After everyone was brought outside of the danger zone, the inspectors counted the number, and after confirming that they saved everyone, they approached Fabby with enraged expressions.
WHIT 99 - WELL IN THE WOODS
In the early evening.“Sis, it’s still not coming out,” said Edgar as he and his sister were walking through a long curving street with trees on either side.“Don’t worry. It’ll come out sooner or later,” assured Fabby. “No one in history lost their core ability once they’ve attained it, you know, not that I know of.”“Mm…” he could only nod, even though he knew that his sister’s knowledge was probably very limited.Ever since he woke up from his months-long sleep, he was unable to bring out lightning for some reason. He didn’t know why, but no matter what he tried, it just didn’t come out. So he could only wait and hope that time would set things right.
WHIT 100 - A CHANGE OF HEART
“I’m telling you, someone has put it there,” Fabby argued with a mission manager in the mission hall. “We have to find the one who did it.” “We’re glad that you’ve completed the mission, but your work here is done. You don’t get to jump to conclusions or tell us what to do. If you don’t have anything else, then you may leave.” Fabby gritted her teeth. She felt a surge of anger rising out of her. “Don’t said I didn’t warn you.” She turned and started to walk away, but then she felt a strange taste in her mouth. She brought her tongue outside, and it was all muddy. “What the…” she spat a few times, causing the mission manager to yell at her. A few minutes later. She came out of the mission hall, having taken a new mission. FIND THE
WHIT 101 - COCKY TRIO
The next morning.When Bontu arrived at the lecture hall, the siblings were sleeping outside on the edge of the stairs. He woke them up.“Since when were you two sleeping here?” he couldn’t help but ask.“That’s not important,” Fabby was yawning, and he found it cute. “Edgar found out an important clue regarding the drug seller. It’s someone who wears a green towel it seems. We should confirm if it’s true or not.”“Oh…” Bontu’s eyes lit up. He looked at Edgar for confirmation. “I didn’t think any foot disciple would give away such information.”“Well,” Edgar scratched the back of his head because Bontu was right.
WHIT 102 - A LITTLE BIT OF HISTORY
“What did you say?” the blonde’s brows drew together. “Please don’t mind his words, senior,” Fabby hurriedly stood. “They don’t have any deeper meaning.” “Hmph! Who are you?” the blonde then gestured with her finger as if telling Fabby to come on stage. “I’m his sister.” Fabby went onto the stage. The blonde girl suddenly slapped Fabby, startling her to the core. Edgar was also quite shocked. “Don’t mind my slap,” she told Fabby. “It doesn’t have any deeper meaning.” Most of the audience could barely control themselves from bursting out into laughter. Edgar, however, was on the verge of losing it. He grabbed the chair’s hand so
WHIT 103 - SIGMAS
“There is no particular way to unlock one’s Drive because it depends on every individual,” Leo explained to the juniors in the class through a little demonstration. “Assuming that you unlocked the Drive, you will be able to release red energy from your body.” He released reddish energy out of his body. A faint warm breeze washed over the juniors’ faces. “This is called sigma energy which is derived from your blood. And those who can use it are called sigma-level warriors or simply called sigmas or red hoods. There are more levels than one, but the topic of higher levels is for another time.“Some of you here might have the red drive, the sigma energy, and that means you are all at the first level, the sigma level. This level has ten stages. Before I explain those stages, let me give you some advice. Some people take months to go from one stage to another, and
WHIT 104 - A KAPPA
Some outer disciples got onto the stage and showcased their drive. Even some foot disciples showed off. Some broke coconuts with bare hands. Some did push-ups on their thumbs. Some seniors among the outer disciples put holes in thin blocks of wood with their fingers. Some stood on their big toes for a minute or so. Some made loud noises with their claps, whereas some played musical instruments at extreme speeds. All in all, the juniors showcased their skills in different but intriguing ways, and this was a good opportunity for both Edgar and Fabby to watch and learn. However, only Fabby seemed interested at the moment.Soon, everyone was chatting nonstop after Leo left the room for a short break.Edgar was still looking serious. Fabby put her hand on his hand and said, “Eddie, do you realize that after your crippled leg was healed and you became strong, y
WHIT 105 - ARDOR VS ARROGANCE
“T-That flaming energy… He’s a Kappa!” Many mouths hung open from what they were witnessing. Marfa, the guy who got his wrist cut last night was also there, and he, too, was exceedingly astounded. Though his hand got stitched back and would take weeks if not months to work like before, it throbbed now more so than ever. That said, many people had ridiculed him for losing to a kid, even though Edgar already had earned a reputation. Now, after the public display he put, all those people who teased him might be feeling like slapping their own faces. Marfa who was intensely eating a sweet potato, even stood and said, “This is the guy who cut my hand. Underestimate him at your own peril.” Marfa was a notable figure among the foot disciples, so his words struck them hard. Becoming a foot disciple of any sect wasn’t a b