Arselan System: AI Controller
Chapter 045: The team from the Neo-Altair Academy

Name: Ulubad Hasn

Age: 19 years old

Status: Zarahian Expert (peak)

Affiliation: Neo-Altair Academy, (***)

Threat Level: Dangerous

"My family has always been harmonious" Ats replied in an unchanging tone. He asked, "Who are you?"

"Ah, I'm not acquainted yet, huh?" the man got a little clumsy, "Sorry, I seem to be too excited about meeting a student from Altair Academy."

"Lies," Inner Ats. Other than the students from the Altair Academy, there was no way anyone else could enter the Neo-Altair Academy. It was an academy that was more elite than the Altair Academy itself. Only the most talented people can get in there at the turn of the fourth or fifth year.

"My name is Ulubad," said the man introducing himself, "People used to call me Ulu. You can call me that too."

"Hm, so, huh?" Ats doesn't know what to say. Apparently, the man didn't lie about his name.

"Yes, my full name is Ulubad Fouri" Ulubad continued lightly.

"Ah, it turns out that he is a genuine impostor," Ats piqued. He also took a glance at the empty side chair. Supposedly, someone used the place to weigh this is an economy class train. However, it seemed like someone had arranged this so that Ats sat alone.

"Why are you mouthing so much?" ask Ats coldly. You can guess who planned all this.

"Hm? Whatchu mean?" You act like you don't understand. He still wanted to hide his identity.

"You don't have to be convoluted anymore" said Ats, who was getting colder, "Say your purpose in arranging all this."

The people around Ats quietly glanced. Arselan scanned them all. Just by looking at the results of the investigation of his system, Ats already knew that they were all one team from the Neo-Altair Academy.

"..."

Ulu. The carefree smile on his face instantly disappeared replaced by a question mark filled look. Who would have thought his mission would be discovered so soon?

"Hais, never mind," a young man on the other side of the bench said, "Master was caught by him. We don't have to pretend anymore."

"Ck," Ats rattled. He checked his message to Iskandar. The message was not opened by the prince. He grumbled in his heart, "I'll sue the prince later."

"Hi, hi," the man on the opposite bench got up and sat down beside Ulu. His name is Zagan Rumi, "Don't be upset. We're just on a mission to ensure your safety."

"Tell the prince, I don't need any of that" Ats replied. He also breathed and threw away his face. That attitude made the two people in front of him look at each other with incomprehensible expressions.

"As far as you are concerned, we're just running errands" Zagan said later, "Ah, yes. My friend is a chatter. I'm sorry if he bothers you."

"Hm," Ats simply nodded slightly and looked back out the window. Sky views are seen above and below. It was a familiar sight he saw every time he boarded this inter-island train. The cloudy blue panorama is characteristic of the scenery outside the car.

Ats turned to Ulu and Zagan for a moment. The two young men were arguing right now. They're both chatty. Very disturbing journey Ats.

"Are you guys going to follow me like that?" Ats is really upset right now. He didn't want to be followed by those people from the Neo-Altair Academy anymore, but they really didn't want to let go at all.

"How else do you want?" Zagan shrugged, "You already know our identity, so we don't have to bother going undercover. After all, if we fail to protect you, our value will decrease."

"Your worth has diminished since it was discovered by me. You are too conspicuous," taunted Ats who then asked them to leave immediately. He wanted to go home alone without being followed by a bunch of annoying people like them.

"Hi, think of us as your own friends," Ulu said, "Isn't it so much better?"

"Ck! Please leave!" Ats clucked in annoyance. His eyes were also staring around. There was a shop he wanted to visit. Shortly after, he found the shop.

"Sir Ade" said Ats as soon as he entered the store.

"Hm? Weh!? It's Ats, anyway?" a middle-aged man who was busy with his cooking turned his head, "Have you come home, Le? Not the same as Den Arjuna?"

"The airport still has business in the capital, sir," replied Ats who then ordered his favorite meal. The man called Mr. Ade also gave his thumbs up, then immediately continued his cooking.

"You're a peacock, huh?" Ulu suddenly sat down and came to order the food that Ats ordered. So did Zagan and his other team. They all sit down with Ats.

"What does that mean?" Ats replied without looking back from his dress. Those people are really annoying. They were too close to make Ats feel uncomfortable.

"Aren't you the young master of the Asir Family?" tanya Ulu intended to clarify the purpose of her question earlier.

"Who said?" Ats turned his head this time, then denied, "I am not a successor of the Asir Family."

"Oh, that. Means your information is flawed, Lu," a blond man sitting beside Zagan commented. It was Rober Keynan.

"Eh, usually the master calls him Young Master Asir loh," Ulu seemed to disbelieve in Ars's denial, "Not that young master was just used as a successor."

"Emang," Ats nodded. He uses informal language because people who continue to follow him never speak formal, "Cuman successors who can call young masters."

"Food ready," Mr. Ade came and put all the food ordered by Ats' table. The short words made the table calm. The smell of delicious cuisine and fragrant as if bewitching his customers. He also has a friendly smile. There is happiness coming from there. "Weh, you guys are Ats guys, all right?"

"Yes, sir," Ulu answered immediately. The familiar snobs youth accepted his bowl of chicken noodles happily. He greeted Mr. Ade and introduced his teammates with ease.

***

"The men continued to follow Young Master Asir," said a thick-moustached man sitting in the opposite tavern, "Are they 'people of the opposite faction'?"

"Possibly so," replied the thick-browed man in front of him, "They have probably been together with Young Master Asir since at the capital station. We lost one step."

"What should we do?" ask the thick mustache impatiently. The thick brow shrugged and replied, "Come, we should be careful to meet the young master. Maybe they were just his travel companions. We'll just wait until they're all separated. Currently—"

The thick mustache sharpened his hearing fine. He will follow all the plans directed by this senior. Whatever it is, he can do it well.

"We finish the lunch first," the thick brow went back to sipping the delicious rice. His voracious way of eating showed that he really enjoyed the broth-stuffed meal, while the thick mustache in front of him looked rather disappointed, but also enjoyed the rice kungkumnya later.