Chapter 92: Chapter 92: The Beginning

The morning passed quickly, and after a brief stop at his dormitory, Rai Calder found himself walking alongside Adonis, who, despite the heavy atmosphere around them, seemed completely at ease.

Rai’s mind was still grappling with the weight of the plan he had just been dragged into. But there was no time to waste, and Adonis didn’t seem like someone who could be ignored or defied.

They made their way through the campus, and as they walked, Rai couldn’t help but notice how much people subtly parted as they passed.

It wasn’t just that Adonis was handsome or imposing. It was the aura he carried with him, the commanding presence that seemed to make everyone else fade into the background.

Rai had never truly understood what it meant to be born with such power, but now, as he walked alongside this beacon of strength, he could feel it.

Rai couldn’t help but glance sideways at his boss.

“Where are we going first?” Rai asked, trying to shake off the uneasy feeling settling in his chest.

Adonis looked at him briefly, a small, almost imperceptible smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

“You’ll see.”

As they walked across the sprawling academic campus, Rai’s attention was caught by the occasional group of students, their faces twisted with frustration or bitterness. He noticed how some of them had potential, but they lacked guidance. Their heads hung low, and their eyes betrayed their feelings of being trapped in a world that didn’t understand them.

Before Rai could say anything, they approached a pair of students who looked out of place, lingering by a crumbling wall in the courtyard.

Millia and Valentina stood there, exuding an energy that even Rai Calder with all his self-assured arrogance couldn’t ignore.

The aura around them was palpable.

It wasn’t just strength, it was something deeper, something intrinsic. Rai had seen many strong people in his life, but there was something about these two women that made his skin prickle.

They were like forces of darkness waiting to be unleashed.

Adonis didn’t seem surprised to see them. If anything, he greeted them like old friends.

“Millia, Valentina,” Adonis said casually, his tone commanding but warm, as if he was calling them to a private meeting of equals.

Millia’s smile was quiet but confident. Her eyes were sharp, and Rai could almost feel the intense focus behind them. She didn’t speak, but her presence was a declaration in itself, one that Rai immediately recognized.

Valentina, on the other hand, was taller, with an intensity that contrasted Millia’s quiet demeanor. She gave Rai a piercing look, as if she was measuring him in a way only someone with her level of perception could.

“These are my friends,” Adonis introduced. “Millia, Valentina, meet Rai Calder. This is the person who will help us with the Legion.”

Rai extended a hand awkwardly, still unsure of what to make of the situation.

“It’s nice to meet you both,” he said, trying to sound polite despite the internal confusion.

But there was no mistaking the shared understanding that these weren’t just ordinary “friends.”

The aura around them made it clear that these were Adonis’s allies, his partners, possibly even more.

“We recognise your talent and hope you’ll do your part honestly while we handle our part,” Millia said smoothly, the darkness energy seeping out from the bavk.

Her eyes turned toward Valentina, then to Adonis. “But I assume we’re looking for the lost ones today?”

“Yes. We need the ones who’ve been left broken.”

Rai shifted uncomfortably, watching as the trio began walking through the campus grounds. Each step felt deliberate, each move calculated.

They didn’t stop, didn’t pause, simply moving forward as if they had a single unified purpose.

They started with the west side of campus, where Rai had noticed a group of young swordsmen gathered under a tree. They were talking quietly among themselves, their movements stiff and unsure, clearly unfulfilled by their current training. Their sword skills were there, but they lacked the confidence to truly make use of them. Rai glanced at Adonis, who was already stepping forward, an air of command around him.

As they approached, Rai watched as Millia took the lead. Without saying a word, she reached into a pouch on her belt, pulling out a single gold coin. She held it high, the sun glinting off the metal.

“Want a chance to change your life?” she asked in a soft yet firm tone.

The students looked up, their eyes widening as they saw the gold coin.

“Who are you?” one of them asked, his voice hesitant.

Millia’s smile was calm, almost enigmatic.

“I’m offering you a chance. A chance to train and become something greater than you ever imagined. Join us, and we’ll give you the tools to change your fate.”

A few of them looked at each other, uncertainty written all over their faces. But the sight of the coin, of wealth, an escape from their current situation made them pause.

Rai could see the temptation in their eyes, the desperate desire for a way out.

Adonis stepped forward, spinning a gold coin on his fingers.

He spoke with a domineering authority,

“This isn’t just about gold. This is about building something that can’t be undone. Join us, and your lives won’t be the same again. You’ll have power, influence, a chance at something that others can’t even imagine.”

The group of students exchanged uneasy glances, but one young man stepped forward, his hand trembling slightly as he reached for the coin.

“I’ll join,” he said, his voice filled with a mix of nervousness and hope.

Adonis nodded with a small approving smile on his lips.

“Good choice.”

As the first recruit joined, Rai looked around. It was happening faster than he thought.

Millia and Valentina had already started talking to others, offering promises of strength and wealth, each word dripping with quiet power.

As the day went on, Rai saw the same pattern unfold time and again: Gold, promises of power, and the hope for change.

Some were lured by gold. Others by the chance of gaining power. A few by the hope of escaping their poverty.

But by the time they reached the southern courtyard, they had already gathered a small group of a dozen strong yet broken individuals who had once been great talents in their respective fields but had lost their way.

Rai couldn’t help but be amazed.

He had seen the power of gold and promises before, but something about how easily these people had fallen under Adonis’s influence left him in awe.

They were building an army. Not through fear or force, but through the desire for change.

And in this moment, Rai realized that this wasn’t just about Adonis’s revenge. It was about something much bigger.

As they walked back to the dormitory, Rai glanced back at the recruits, now talking quietly among themselves.

He glanced to Adonis, “This… this is only the beginning, isn’t it?”

Adonis grinned, “Yes, Rai. We’ve only just started.”

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