Chapter 135: Unraveling

After they had negotiated for information about the location of his cake supplier, the dinner was much less awkward. They made small talk, learning that Grace was a fellow first year and that Amelia was a newly hired teaching assistant.

While it was going well, Julius did note that Amelia had made several snide comments to him throughout the night, but being the bigger man, he had pretended not to notice. However, he knew that Lily and Derek picked up on it as well.

At least Grace was pleasant to be around. She didn’t say much, as she was too focused on eating. It was just like how she had devoured his cake. Julius was amused to see that she managed to put away just as much bread as Aubrey did in half the time. It was nice to have a meal with someone who enjoyed their food as much as he did. He knew that the others felt the same way.

It was something Julius could appreciate from the young girl. A healthy stomach spoke of a healthy soul. The rest of the meal was just as delicious, he was sad when the end of their night came to an end. However, just like Derek and Aubrey had promised, he left the restaurant with a full belly. It was the perfect balance of full but not stuffed.

However, as they were leaving they noticed a commotion in the lobby of the restaurant. A large group of people in luxurious clothes were coming down the stairs and two groups were arguing quite loudly.

Julius was just about to ignore them like the others were, but then he saw something attached to the chest of one group. It was an emblem of a wolf with two spears crossing behind it. It was exactly the emblem of Duke Greyson’s House.

It was like a switch flipped. The moment Julius saw it, he felt an incredible surge of rage bubble to the surface. Rage that he had been keeping tightly sealed away in the depths of his soul.

He found himself slowly inching toward them menacingly, mana pulsing through his veins without him even noticing he was doing so.

The only reason he stopped was because he felt Lily grab his shoulder before he could get any closer. She must have felt his swing in emotions and was worried about what he would do.

He looked down at her and she was looking at him with concerned eyes. She knew better than anyone why he would be feeling this way. He told her about Duke Greyson and what they did at the estate. So she had a good guess that he wasn’t heading over to them with intentions of giving them a hug.

He was so angry that even a fully empowered [Savage Dance] wasn’t able to control his emotions. The pit of anger just kept getting bigger and bigger, it took everything Julius had to keep the lid on it. He knew that if he let go for even a single second, he wouldn’t be able to wrangle control again.

Just when he thought his anger was about to get out of hand, he felt a soothing sensation flow through him, cooling even the fiery rage that bubbled in his chest. He turned to look at who was responsible. Lily was still holding his shoulder, but he could feel her pushing some type of skill into him.

It was like a soothing balm for his soul.

If it was anyone else he wouldn’t have allowed them to mess with his emotions. But this was Lily. Julius allowed her to keep on feeding him the relaxing feeling of whatever technique she was using.

However, even with her help, Julius still had to keep [Savage Dance] active. But the worst had passed and he felt like he had enough control to turn and give Lily a grateful squeeze on her shoulder.

He took another glance at the group that was still arguing with the other one just in front of him. Now that he was looking closer he could see that the group consisted of three main individuals. It was difficult to tell which one of them was the person in charge, but he would guess the person in the middle. Everyone else in his group appeared to be retainers of some type or servants.

Around half a dozen men and women were spread around the group. With just as many on the other group’s side. However, they weren’t doing the arguing. That was done by the three people of the Greyson group as well as the two leaders of the other group.

There were also two large looming men who were clearly there for protection if their strong auras were any indicator. Their auras were decently well controlled, but the small amount that leaked out screamed Tier 4. They also had Greyson crests but theirs were over a sleek piece of armor that stood out in the restaurant where everyone was dressed normally.

The three Greyson guys were all young and around Tier 3, maybe even Tier 4 if they were weak. It was hard to tell because they wore multiple devices that hid their aura.

The one in the middle was tall, handsome, and had long ash-grey hair put up in a ponytail. The other two had dark brown hair but were equally as handsome. However, it was their expressions that made their good looks go to waste. Their faces were screwed with anger and sneers as they yelled at the other party, creating a commotion.

Just looking at their faces made Julius want to launch a fully empowered spike of mana at them with no regard for what might happen as a consequence. This was the same House what had caused the attack at the estate. The attack had taken Lukas and Edwin away from him.

In his mind, he knew that these men were unlikely to be directly responsible. That was the only reason why they were still alive and that Julius hadn’t wasted them the second he saw them. But that didn’t mean that they weren’t still connected with the House that caused it to happen. No, in Julius’s mind, they were partly guilty just by association. They were even wearing House Greyson’s crests over their chests like like proud badges of honor.

Julius gently removed Lily’s hand from his shoulder and before he could do anything stupid, he immediately stormed out of the restaurant, ignoring his group’s worried looks.

However, Julius also spotted something else mixed into their expressions. Distaste, they carefully hid hints of distaste when they looked at the members of House Greyson, even Grace had a similar look on her face.

When he stepped out into the cool crisp breeze of the city, he took a deep ragged breath. No matter how much his anger wanted to be let free, he couldn’t allow it to do what it wanted. He was in charge, he wouldn’t allow his rage to ruin everything.

If he attacked them in the middle of the restaurant, he would be captured and killed by their Tier 4 bodyguards. While the rest of the group had seemed like weak users, who mostly advanced through supplemental means, those two were genuine Tier 4 elites.

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They didn’t give off the same vibe as Gabriel or Declan, but it was close. He wasn’t quite on that level yet. He just needed more time. He was getting stronger by the day and now that he had a Concept and acquired an epic-rank skill, he felt himself reaching the required strength to have a fighting chance. He just needed to be patient.

He distantly heard the others follow him outside and approach him cautiously.

“Are you alright?” Grace asked concerned.

Julius didn’t say anything or even acknowledge her.

The others knew better than to talk to him right now. They understood why he had stormed out and gave him some space to calm down.

“What happened? Why did you leave in such a rush?” Grace asked again.

Julius had to take another deep breath to not snap at her for asking too many questions. It’s not like she knows, he reminded himself. She is just being curious, which is natural. But his posture seemed to scare the girl regardless.

However, unlike Grace who sounded genuinely concerned. Amelia didn’t have the same approach. Her tone was confrontational. “Aren’t you going to answer her question?” She said offended, as if scolding him like a child.

Julius felt a lance of irritation spear him right through the chest and ever so slowly turned his head to look at Amelia with a furious gaze. His eyes contained all of the restrained rage he had been holding in.