The fairy left and he closed the door when he suddenly heard a deep voice,
"Hello roomie"
"Huh?"
Steve jerked instinctively in surprise, he didn't know that there was someone else in the room.
He looked around the room, it was a square room painted in white with two beds, one at each corner of the room and one window that opened to the outside.
There was also a bathroom door on one side of the room, There were some white clothes folded neatly on the bed, that would be their casual wears while they stayed in the Infernal realm,
There was also a parchment nailed to the wall beside the door. On it was written "Rules for the BS&T contestants in the Infernal realm"
It read;
1. Do not attack or fight any contestant.
T/N: If you have a grudge, you can challenge your opponent to a duel by saying the words, "I, (challenger's name) challenge you (challenged's name) to a duel"
Punishment: A strike
2. All contestants must spend the nights in their alloted dorm rooms. Or must be in their rooms by bedtime.
Punishment: A strike
3. On no grounds should any contestant leave the contestant arena.
Punishment: Immediate disqualification
4. Any injury of any form will automatically disqualify the injured contestant. The contestant will be tended to in the infirmary before been sent back to Earth.
T/N: A total of three strikes results in immediate disqualification
….. after reading the rules, his eyes continued roving around as he inspected the room till his eyes finally landed on a blonde haired young man that sat on one of the beds with his back propped against the wall, he was quite huge and muscular and his hair covered his eyes. Steve remembered him as the young man from the preliminaries who stood very still.
He was still staring awkwardly at the guy when he realized that he hadn't replied his greeting,
"Oh….hey"
"Your bed's over there"
If there had been more than one bed in the room, Steve would've had a hard time figuring what he was talking about because he didn't make any gesture with his hands and Steve couldn't see where his eyes were looking because of the thick hair that covered them.
'You're creeping me out man…' Steve thought as he walked slowly to the other bed which would be his bed from then, after organizing the items on his bed and taking a shower, he lay on it and looked outside the window. The sun of the Infernal realm was rising, it was circular in shape like that of Earth's but it had purple hues at it's edges thereby enveloping the Infernal realm in its purple color.
They had spent too much time during the preliminaries so Steve was so tired that he couldn't even cultivate his Mana or study the litanies, he just closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
....
Steve woke up when the purple sun of the Infernal realm was almost at the middle of the sky, he groaned and left the bed to prepare for the day. He cultivated his Mana and studied the litanies before leaving the room to search for food, on his way out, he met his roommate who was coming in.
"Oh roomie!, You're awake!" Trygve greeted rather cheerfully,
"Uh…yeah?"
"Good! Good!, Come to the cafeteria and have a meal"
'Oh thank goodness, there's a cafeteria' Steve thought as his roommate led him to the cafeteria.
"My name is Trygve Martins, what's yours?"
Steve turned to look at him briefly before saying,
"…Steven Heracles"
"Oooh, Heracles, the blessed bloodline"
There was admiration in his tone,
Steve chuckled dryly before replying,
"Not really though"
Trygve laughed wholeheartedly as they walked to the cafeteria, his bushy hair swishing over his face as he shook with the tremors of his laughter.
The food that was served at the cafeteria wasn't too bad by Steve's standards, tasty bibimbap (a dish of rice and mixed vegetables) with eggs and fried ground pork. Steve relaxed and began to dig into the meal with gusto.
…..
Meanwhile, in the dormitory surroundings.
A large expanse of carpet grass land, circular in shape with spectating benches around it, it was where they had conducted the preliminaries but the platform with the golden disc was no longer there.
The contestants could be seen loitering around as they talked and interacted in their white shirts and white shorts.
Billy and his team sat at one corner of the field as they sneered and jeered at other swordsmen who passed them. The lady among them was biting her nails aggressively as the boys taunted others, she was so focused on the nails that the noisy boys around didn't seem to distract her at all.
Meanwhile, the lady from Alberto's team stared at her in utter disgust, the girl's shameless behavior climbing wickedly on her nerves. When she couldn't bear it anymore, she stomped off to meet the girl from Billy's team and started,
"Hi there, gothapotamus, can't you take care of your nails properly? Must you bite them" Her voice was dripping with mockery and disgust
"…"
The goth girl looked at her from top to bottom and turned away without saying anything.
"What!!….did you just ignore me you baby bat?"
"Argh man, who are you?"
"Huh? Is that really a question you stinky gothasaurus?"
"No, it's a paragraph"
"Are you kidding me, you stupid dirty c*nt?…. do you even know who I am?"
"Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn"
They had already made a scene as people had already started watching them, the goth girl's teammates just stood idly by the side because they knew that it would take more than a female version of Michael Jackson to out curse her.
"Oh, is that so?, Then allow me enlighten your ignorance. I am Caroline Heracles, a level three supernatural swordswoman and I am betrothed to Prince Vittorio Ranieri Ma…"
"Twinkle twinkle Little star, you should know who you are, and once you know who you are, mental hospital is not so far….schzophrenic dreamy princess"
There was a glint of rage in Caroline's eyes, she just came here to teach this annoying gothic hippie a lesson but here she was, literally getting her *ss handed back to her.
"You're not getting away with this, you damn dracula in skirts" She lifted her right hand to slap her but she felt a strong hand grip her raised hand.
"What…?" She turned and saw Billy holding her hand, a mocking glare in his eyes with a perv smile.
"Get your hands off me!" She shrieked as she shook her arm vigorously in a bid to free her arm from Billy's iron grip.
Steve was coming back from the cafeteria when he saw the crowd that had gathered, he ignored them and continued on his way when Trygve suddenly grabbed him and pulled him towards the crowd.
"Hey, hey, let go of me" Steve wriggled energetically but it was of no use, Steve was quite strong as a supernatural swordsman but the force of Trygve's grip made him wonder what swordsmanship level he would be at. He finally succeeded in pulling Steve to the crowd.
"It's no use fool! You're just…" Billy was interrupted as someone pulled off the arm he used to hold Caroline's arm.
He saw a handsome young man with straight caramel hair, hazel eyes and a calm face carrying no emotion.
"You heard her, get your hands off" His voice was deep and calm as he looked down on Billy since he was taller by a few centimeters. He was 6'0 while Billy was 5'9.
The condescending tone and manner which Alberto spoke and looked at Billy infuriated him so much that he began to tremble in rage.
"….And who do you think you are, son of a b*tch?"
"…" Alberto ignored him and held Caroline's hand as they walked out of the crowd who had already paved a path for them.
Billy grabbed Alberto's shoulder and spun him around before they could leave ,
"I'm talking to you, ice cream head"
"If you love your hands, never ever use them to touch me again"
Billy paused then suddenly burst into laughter before saying, "Wait…wait…was that a threat, is this a joke or something? Some playboy from nowhere is threatening me!"
Alberto had already turned and continued walking away with Caroline.
"Well…I love my hands…so how about…" Billy jumped forward and swung his right foot forward to kick Alberto on his head
"..This!!"
Alberto felt the kick coming, pushed Caroline away and dodged the kick by bending his head down to his waist level.
When he turned to face Billy, his eyes were blazing with rage