The Inheritor 40 Mourning Heart Ship

All of them were discussing about morning cla.s.s and butler server a tasty cla.s.sic lunch.

"Quinn why did Teacher Fran ask, if we were aware of Kallis's body refining art?" Boris suddenly remembered at the cla.s.s Kallis was the only student whose roommates were questioned by Fran.

Quinn had felt a bit gloomy and the entire pleasant aura created by the tasty food vanished.

"You will know when you guys read through the description of the body refining art of your friends."

Quinn just bluntly told them to check the description instead of explaining. Lardo and Boris started to check the description instead of eating; while Kallis had a smirk on his face.

"Kallis you too you're in for a surprise so check it out first."

Quinn wanted to drag Kallis into the frace thus he also asked him to read the description. Kallis was a bit stunned, nevertheless the checked it first.

Surprisingly everyone first read Quinn's art and got stunned seeing the brief description. They all recovered easily and didn't question him as their body refining arts weren't a normal either.

After reading all their body refining art Lardo and Kallis had a devilish grin and looked at Boris. Boris felt like his soul flew from his body was frozen when Lardo and Kallis grinned at him.

He made a short trip to the h.e.l.l the moment they grinned. Kallis put his hands over Boris neck and hugged him.

"Boris I will promise you that in few years you will have the most perfect poison resistance." Kallis was happy as he would have a free personal poison tester.

Lardo patted Boris and laughed. Unlike his usual poker face Lardo was grinning like a lewd pervert.

"Boris nothing in this world can stop me from turning you in to the world's best punching bag er…er….. no no the world best Guardian with superb attack resistance."

Though Lardo was slow and silent it seems he has a good sense of humor.

Lardo and Kallis teased Boris while Quinn watched the show, after 2 hours they went to the cla.s.s. This time it was Boris was following his roommates at a distance while the three were laughing and teasing before him.

Boris started to regret choosing Herculean Muscle Art. He knew it was too late to change the art and he was even more unwilling to change it. When they went to the cla.s.s Fran was waiting for them in a new outfit.

All the students were stunned seeing Fran dress. He was wearing a glossy white gown with golden borders and his hair was neatly kempt. He had a sword hanging on his waist, though he was average looking he had a pleasant aura which made him even more desirable.

His outfit was stark contrast to his usual plain attire. After all the students gathered Fran stood from his seat.

"All of you follow me we are going to the school Library."

Fran walked with his hands on his back giving off strict scholarly aura. While Fran was leading his cla.s.s, a tall large silhouette emerged from the woods; when he saw Fran's outfit his jaw fell down in shock.

All the students followed Fran who was nimbly yet elegantly, the sunlight fell on him and the golden patterns stared to glow and glitter like a golden star. Fran's long slivery white hair wasn't overthrown by the glow of the dress, it still stood out fluttering in the air creating a righteousaura.

The students were gaping at their teacher as if they were witnessing a divine being. Quinn felt the current Fran was like a super star promoting his film with a fancy costume.

'Did Kelly return, no, she's still in Glossy Jasper Ridge then why the heck is Fran dressed like this?'

Ben was muddled seeing Fran's clothing as Fran seldom cares about dressing or appearance.

Fran generally wore his standard cyan rode with near invisible white borders and patterns. He never tended to his hair though it was his only highlighting feature, the last time he dressed up like this was for sending off Kelly, his wife.

Ben was thoroughly confused by his friend's sudden change so just followed them at a distance.

Fran took the kids to the island sh.o.r.e, and told them to stand back a bit. Then he went near the water and a s.h.i.+p suddenly appeared out of thin air. It was taken by from a storage device; the children weren't shocked by the sudden appearance.

The School Ring had a storage s.p.a.ce in it so a teacher is expected have his storage ring. The s.h.i.+p was more like a bigger yacht about 60 meters long.

The Yacht was in deep black color with silver designs and decorations; though it was majestic and powerful it gave a gloomy and dark aura. The darkness wasn't that of the death or threatening force instead it was filled with sadness and grief.

It was like a majestic and kingly Lion mourning at the loss of its dearest. The children who were cheerful happily waiting for getting their Body Refining Arts all turned solemn and silent.

The aura from the s.h.i.+p affected them even Quinn was affected if he went back in time to Roy's funeral. Though Roy was his only family Quinn didn't divulge sorrow instead he became cautious and solemn.

Fran signaled them to get on the s.h.i.+p while watching it absentmindedly and lost in his own thought. The students silently entered the s.h.i.+p following their teacher, no one even utter word, the whole s.h.i.+p was silent as grave.

The s.h.i.+p moved through the water gently and the deck was still and stable, not even a single jerk could be felt the deck was like the yacht was standing still. Fran was going around the s.h.i.+p feeling different parts of the s.h.i.+p with his hands and sighed frequently.

Ben nearly fell from the tree of the due the shock, his eyes enlarged to the size of sun. He still couldn't believe what he was seeing. Fran has never allows anyone to enter his s.h.i.+p except his wife and Ben.

The s.h.i.+p was too precious for Fran; he even offended many powerful cultivators by rejecting them a ride. Fran's Mourning Heart s.h.i.+p was as precious as his Herculean Muscle art.

Mourning Heart s.h.i.+p was Fran's master Troy last work, though it wasn't the best ever he had ever done it undoubtedly the most sentimental one. Troy crafted it when his daughter Celia died in an accident.

He only spent 2 days making Mourning Heart s.h.i.+p, though it was refined quickly all his sorrow and grief were imbibed to the yacht. The s.h.i.+p's first trip was Celia's funeral procession across the Pregrandis Lake.