Chapter 13: Biocore Fusion
The next morning, Nioh emerged from his room, transformed. His long gray hair was braided into a slick-back style, with a few strands left hanging to frame his striking golden eyes. He wore a dark, full-body suit emblazoned with the Glev family insignia—a lightning bolt etched over the heart. His polished appearance stood in stark contrast to the disheveled figure of the previous day.
X was the first to greet him in the hallway. "Good morning, Young Master!"
"Good morning, Sir X! What's on the schedule for today?" Nioh replied with a cheerful smile.
"Today, you'll have lessons with Marsai, followed by a discussion about your future ordered by the Monarch," X informed him.
"Understood!" Nioh said, nodding as he made his way to the dining room.
At the breakfast table, Cryo was already seated, casually eating. He barely acknowledged Nioh's arrival and made no attempt to greet him. Nioh served himself without the air of royalty, piling his plate as high as possible. Cryo's disdainful gaze burned into him, but Nioh ignored it, eating the equivalent of seven days' rations with deliberate ease.
Once he finished, he stood and left without a word, heading toward the study to meet Marsai, his appointed etiquette teacher.
Marsai awaited him at the study door, her posture was again impeccable. She dipped into a formal bow. "Good morning, Young Master."
"I already told you to dispense with the formalities," Nioh said, his tone polite but firm.
"I recall, but if we forgo protocol entirely,Young Master may never learn it," she replied with a measured smile.
"Fair enough," he conceded. "Let's go in."