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Supreme Ruler: Reincarnated as the Emperor's Bastard Son
Chapter 23 [Bonus ]The Next MorningAshoka successfully formed the contract with the Dragon grimoire and as if getting a buy-one-get-one offer, Drakonrinith, the Monarch of Wrath also clung to him.
Sage Vyasa and Sage Chanakya were overjoyed with his success since if he had failed to make a contract with the grimoire they would have to hand over the precious dragon grimoire to the crown prince.
Soon after, Sage Chanakya bombarded him with questions as to what happened and what did he gain after the contract.
Ashoka didn't hide anything from Sage Chanakya and was honest with him.
He told him what exactly happened, from the contract with the dragon grimoire to the Monarch of Wrath, Drakorith turning into a flowery ring.
He told him everything that happened while he was in that black dimension.
One reason being he didn't exactly want to lie to Sage Chanakya who had provided him with such a rare opportunity to be contracted with a dragon grimoire.
Another reason being he wanted to find out if there are any ways to get rid of Drakorinith.
Although Sage Chanakya and Vyasa were curious about the system, they choose to keep their curiosity in check and warned Ashoka.
"Do not disclose the information about the system to anyone unless you absolutely trust them"
That's what Sage Chanakya advised him.
Ashoka really wanted to hear their advice but maybe due to his talk with Drakonith, he was very exhausted and he collapsed soon after.
Old man Pingala checked his health and made sure that there was nothing wrong with him.
Chanakya once again examined Ashoka's body for any abnormalities, but except for the strong dark attribute mana, he didn't manage to find anything else.
Though he tried to look into the flowery ring in Ashoka's hand, which Ashoka said was the manifestation of Drakorinith's will, He didn't find anything.
And it was also impossible for even him, the praised 9th-rank magician of the Mauryan empire to touch the ring, it was like it wasn't even there.
If it isn't for the visibility of the ring, Sage Chanakya wouldn't even have believed Ashoka dismissing it as a child's delusion.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAnyway, with that, the matter came to an end.
Despite the fact that Chandra was very worried to discover another one of her child in unconscious child, everything else ended peacefully.
Leaving a letter for unconscious kids, they left the tempest manor as no officials and relatives were permitted to stay in the tempest manor except for the children of the emperor and the nannies in charge of them.
***
The next day dawned.
Ashoka got up feeling refreshed.
His nanny Hema was already in front of him with a large cup of milk.
"Good morning, Hema"
Ashoka greeted her as he took the glass from her.
Every fiber of his being was surging with incredible power.
Ashoka felt like he could do anything right now.
"Good morning, young master."
She greeted him back while moving closer to the next bed to hand the milk to still-sleeping Sudhatta.
Though his wounds were severe, since the royal physician himself treated him, he was able to recover very rapidly.
Sudhatta was now as good as new.
"Sage Chanakya has left a letter for each of you, master"
Hema said pulling out two letters from her pocket and handing them to the princes.
"A letter..?..! They already left?"
It was Sudhatta who was surprised by hearing that everyone had already left the tempest manor.
"Unfortunately, they had to leave. Since neither any relatives nor any officials could stay in the tempest manor"
"I wanted to bid them farewell before they left"
Sudhatta pouted like a puppy seeing which Ashoka chuckled inwardly.
Anyway, he didn't comment on that as his brother was a crybaby who would start crying over any small matter.
Instead, Ashoka opened the letter.
[There will be young children from all noble families coming over to the tempest manor for training, be sure to make some connections.]
He could guess who wrote the letter without even thinking.
'Sage Chanakya, as expected of him, right to the point as always.'
A smile appeared on Ashoka's face.
He closed his letter and looked towards Sudhatta.
"What does it say?"
He asked with curiosity.
"Nothing special, they instructed me to rest for today and join the training from tomorrow"
Since Sudhatta was severely injured, it made sense that they told him to take rest.
Nevertheless, since Ashoka needed to attend the training, he got from bed to freshen up.
"Ok then, I am going to go ahead."
"..And I will get even stronger moving ahead of you in today's training, good luck catching up to me"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAshoka teased Sudhatta intentionally before leaving the room.
"I am not going lose to you"
He heard a shout not long after he left the room, which made him chuckle once more.
'My cute brother'
***
After devouring the tasty breakfast made by Hema, Ashoka left the annex building with the luggage that contained his training equipment.
"See you later, young master."
Hema bowed while wishing him farewell, although they were going to meet again in the evening.
Nevertheless, Ashoka wanted to act cool and waved his hand without looking back.
"Good luck, Ashoka."
Sudhatta also wished him luck.
"Thank you."
Ashoka nodded, then turned back. Without delay, he started walking towards the training ground.
"Is he going to be alright?"
Sudhatta worriedly asked Hema.
"I am praying for the safety of those noble kids, young master"
"That's right, he is Ashoka after all."
Both of them nodded looking at Ashoka's back, which got farther and farther away while they prayed that he wouldn't beat up those young nobles.
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