Subterfuge: A Cultivation Academy Series (Bastion Academy Book 3) by J.D. Astra

Author:J.D. Astra [Astra, J.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: MMO litRPG role playing steampunk quest gamelit, men&#8217, s adventure video game adaptations young adult, coming of age sword sorcery dungeon core demon, action dark epic metaphysical vengeful myth asian, Chinese manga wuxia xianxia martial arts kung fu, supernatural fantasy magic occult legends thriller
Publisher: Shadow Alley Press
Published: 2021-06-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

TRANSPORTS WAITED FOR us at the edge of the long pathway from Yamato Corp. Enjiho guided us onboard, and the train of excitable students took off for the beach luau—the party Dokun had promised the entire school to coax us into changing our plans for the day.

The sun hung a few degrees above the horizon, casting orange, pink, and red across the cloud-speckled sky. The beauty of it soured in my mind as I considered our conversation between matter and time.

Hana rested her chin on my shoulder and looked out the window with me. “Hey.”

“That was some tour, wasn’t it?” I asked her, my voice flat.

“Yeah, you’ll have to tell me all about it tonight,” she whispered, trying to sound casual amid the chatter of students.

Cho and Yuri stood nearby like sentries, quiet and still. I’d never seen Yuri so tense. Whatever she’d seen or heard on her end of the tour must’ve been worrisome in its own right. We would need to meet up again soon. I’d have to ask Sung-ki to help our excited minds rest tonight.

My mind ran in circles, chasing what I’d seen and heard at Yamato Corp. with what I knew from Min-hwan, and Mother. If Dokun had given my father a disc like Mae’s, he would’ve had all her powers at his fingertips. With resources like the Wong family—and likely others who could profit from drug distribution—he would’ve had the power he needed to operate alone.

The chatter picked up at the front of the train, and Hana tugged my arm. She beamed with what may have been real happiness as she dragged me to the windows on the other side. Glimmers of light sparkled up from the sea with the colors of reflected sunset. Pure white sand stretched on into the distance, dotted with families celebrating the very last vestiges of warmth before the snap of winter.

Hana wrapped her arm around my waist and hugged me. “I suppose it’s not a private beach,” she grumbled.

I snorted with laughter and wrapped my arm over her shoulder. “Raya’s beach does not interest me.”

We were quiet for a moment, then Hana smirked slyly. “Her name’s Numane.”

I scowled. “Huh.”

She chuckled, shaking her head. “Slick.”

The train decelerated, and a lively scene came into view at our destination. A bonfire at least three meters tall blazed on the beach, and students lounged about nearby. Down near the water, several more teens used en munje to splash one another or compete for the strongest wielders. The edge of the beach closest to the train station was lined by breezy-looking huts covered in sheer white fabric that drifted on the gentle wind.

The train set down and let us out into the fresh ocean air. Signage on the station read, Beach amenities sponsored by Yamato Corp. Thank you! Another sign below that one that had been scrawled in ry munje not long ago read, Closed at sunset for a private party. Thank you for understanding.

As far as I could tell, the trains were free; one simply had to wait in line.

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