Cai’s attention was furtively caught by a large building confidently displayed towards all from the giant gates of Irisdescent. The gates were no exception, with the sheer size of a staggering height and thickness.
Inoyva, heavily breathing sought to rid off excess “weight” on his back, expressing this by passing glances at Cai.
Quite evident, Cai was carried upon his back for majority of the way there. The gates to the elite academy were already opened for the commencement of the ceremony.
Entering onto the sacred ground, they located a massive crowd from varying individuals, who were rather young as them.
They gulped as all those other individuals probably came with the same notion. The next generation of candidates aiming for “Knighthood” made their way into an assembly hall stretching out to unknown lengths. Hesitation had no place there, heading in headfirst.
***
With flamboyant regard to the red shade of uniform on us, it appeared as if we were high school students. That was misconception, as after we entered that exasperating large and breathtaking place, a murderous mood surrounded all around without any subtlety whatsoever.
It was not a painstaking task at the start when our student ID cards which were handed before we were taken for identification. Cai and I were surrounded from each side with various candidates as ourselves heading in the same direction.
Inoyva gazed over his student ID, looking at the image of his face, “You look a tad bit nervous.”
The very second Inoyva was engrossed in such a gut-wrenching occurrence, Cai caught his attention with some words of concern. Did she pick up something?
“I was at first but I’m actually not that nervous, now.”
He removed any forms of perception that he would soil his pants.
“What about you? If it wasn’t clear from the get-go, we will be staying here for the lengthy duration of the training period.”
His focus spanned towards the length of her face that seemed too sturdy. Well she didn’t look nervous to begin with.
“Not exactly... But with anything new, shouldn’t you experience it first before making an assumption?”
Her glimmering form was at somewhat pleasure towards the long and long path they transverse that very moment in time.
“Yeah, but what about if it’s death, though?”
He put a finger at the chin when looking at the ceiling.
We were so enshrouded at the attention of talking to each other, that the murmurs in the background, the heavy atmosphere following walking in that place and the unyielding burden that would come that very second with smiles and smiling eyes.
***
…However, I didn’t image that it would be this hardcore.
Before we knew it, the various students, that being myself and 400-something other students were standing. Ordinarily for high school, the entrance ceremony would be a prompt event, while on the other hand for us who were with the intention of becoming the protectors’ of the great nation, were lined up.
A steady stream of sweat later…
“We shall now begin with the enlistment ceremony for the two hundred and eighteenth Knight candidates!”
With our arms behind our backs as a sign of tall stature, a boisterous voice rushed through. This pompous person perhaps was the headmaster of the academy. And from the pursuit of a giant physique and steady presence, we were suddenly thrashed in the world of soon-to-be Knights in a single setting.
“I retain no slight intention to aid you in your conquest to be a Knight. Since as you are now, you are mere sheep who live for the sake of fattening those monsters! However with the iron-clad rule having been presented to you from our distinguished instructors, we will hammer in the methods to not ending up as prey!”
Inoyva realized that he was with a notion to mentally break them down, molding them into the desired figures that would make the world of Knights.
However from since that day, when a slaughter was what my eyes caught, I changed. In order to kill them all, I changed.
As an inward declaration was made from Inoyva’s murderous expression and gaze, the headmaster ascended the stairway. Instead of the candidates heading towards what would become our homes for this short stay, the headmaster headed in their direction, an “eager” expression filled his face.
“The boy with the jacked-up hairline, what is your name and hometown?!”
The very next second Inoyva would follow the headmaster with his eyes, the pretentious man went towards a boy with the “jacked-up” hairline. He almost stomped his way towards that unfortunate lad.
“Quinn Pen, from the city of Grubsennahoj!”
“Pen? That’s your last name? If I smash you at the top of the head, will the tip of a pen come out?”
Further words embedded with ridicule pointed towards the unfortunate lad while he would sweat a bucket-load.
“Ah, no, Sir!”
Quinn “happily” shouted his answer.
After thoroughly crushing his morale and resolve, the headmaster ventured forth in the pursuit for more prey, “Sheep in the next row, what is your name and hometown?!”
“Amos…”
He released his voice when having been pointed to. That person was evidently closer to me from my right, amidst the green and black haired maiden to the left.
“I can’t hear you! Speak louder!”
Immediately, that volatile voice crushed yet another lad. In terms of the loudness of his voice he released, he was at an optimal point. Well even so, the headmaster was as harsh of a person to not want to acknowledge that.
“Amos…”
Continuation was a given until he could reach what the headmaster found “loud.”
“What is your name and hometown, sheep?!”
A plentiful vibration in the air, Inoyva’s ears would seemingly burst if he was near.
And as simple as it was to choose whoever fancied his eyes, I could be a participant.
From another person’s point of view: the proper hair, unblemished skin, lack of physique and smirk, it was by far a combination for a disaster!
I think that there would be no other optimal points in doing it other now…
As another candidate lied bare, frolicking to not let his powerful voice rage over her, a thought surged in Inoyva’s mind. He had ulterior intentions other than that of being turned into subject of ridicule.
“Pffft…”
Strangely yet, the faint traces of laughter left Inoyva’s lips. Rather meager in scale towards what a normal laugh would appear, the silence of those grounds made it quite noticeable. Of course, if what was perceived as boundless fear became an incarnate, most would think that it would be him.
“Hey, you...”
The intrigued headmaster removed his attention from that person, looking to Inoyva by a calm tone.
In that same instance, the widening eyes of his fellow school mates hounded Inoyva’s form. After all, he just had started laughing at a situation even grown adults would find hard to be immersed in.
“What are you doing?”’
Cai’s concern reached to the lad.
However that was too late of a reaction.
“The headmaster approached me with those stomping feet,” that was the only thing I could recall before a massive blow landed on my stomach. As I would flail in the air at the wake of something I could perceive as a canon ball, pain surged throughout.
“…Name and hometown?”
Regardless of the potency of the blow and what kind of impact it had, he had asked the same question as if normalcy. At Inoyva’s flailing self, that crawled to the ground after thinking that the embodiment of death had come over, Cai’s gaze widened with utter surprise and shock
The following sensation was clear as day, hitting like a bombardment of heavy things; his fist on my stomach made an impact that left the others around holding their breaths and contemplating my fate. ‘Shit, this much pain is a little…’ Inoyva’s pathetic form reflected off the headmaster’s eyes, he asked the same question from before, “Name and birthplace?” He was not remorseful after inflicting such a powerful blow to someone half his age. Well, I did show misconduct at him when laughing, so it was a given. ‘Damn… I thought I want going to die.’ Inoyva could at least reassure himself that he would not leave the mortal realm of living. Even still, it was not like he had escaped the dire situation he found himself in. “If you can’t find the words to my answer, then, tighten up your stomach for another knock or two?” Clearly from that monstrous voice, he would catch yet another one of those deadly blows. Perhaps this time Inoyva would finally die. Cai looked at Inoyva with his head
‘Though it doesn’t to have the name on the front cover, the technique it reveals is of a bodily reformation. It essentially uses Ethereal energy to work a manner to permanently strengthen one’s body.’ Well, using Ethereal energy to be more stronger is not something that is actually uncommon. And this type of teaching in not limited to a handful of people in the first place. ‘The difference is, with ordinary strengthening, you boost the explosive action of your body, may it be a single punch and thrust of the leg. For people with a higher proficiency, they can even strengthen internal organs. On the other hand, the body reformation technique uses Ethereal energy as nutrients rather than a quick fuel and implementing a sort of change. It is for those reasons why it is so fascinating. A mere person with this book’s teachings can develop the body of a season body-builder.’ However if it’s so incomparably positive, then most people would use it. Ultimately, the core concept of innate pow
“You know, though you call yourself a capable person, you got knocked out from the headmaster’s single punch.” Inoyva, less unresponsive in already knowing what his reality was, became the recipient of Cai’s constant ranting. In part, she was a close friend that obviously carried a certain degree of concern. He laid witness to peeling the skin off the red apple, within arm’s reach. “I know already.” Shrugging it off as a sense of responsibility he already knew off, but was at a stage of lessening the burden of her seething anger, Inoyva’s voice rang with a happy tone. “If only you didn’t laugh, that would have been a big help. What exactly was that made it so funny?” Inoyva could feel the stinging sensation of being pricked by the edge of the knife. She made an outward expression of seemingly elongated eyes that peered deep within his soul. After some thought, he was quite sure of that she would be in a less joyous mood than before, ‘I saw this coming a mile away.’ The good aspe
I was eternally grateful that she exhibited such profound intentions towards the headmaster. ‘Yes! Crush with all that you have!’ Inoyva released a disdainful smile towards Cai who remained under the palm of his hand. Inoya felt his hands embedded at her soft hair. She found herself seemingly silent at that sort of embrace. Copping her head, Inoyva turned suit, towards the other two maidens with the infirmary. ‘Let’s see…’ Inoyva’s eyes would narrow down, scanning the eager cousin. Despite the fact that she had a short stature, I can vaguely feel it. She has the same composite body as Cai, well not as gifted but is incomparably stronger to most women of her age. Perhaps after some time, she could be evaluated to be a Warrior-class Knight, give or take. ‘That’s actually perfect for me, since one other main aspect I chose to remain here.’ The collective arrangement of security within the elite academy is by far ahead of its time. For those reasons, since the dorms have both genders
Irisdescent. Student dorms, Class 12-C. 04:00 AM. The seasons of spring and summer prompted the sun to arrive much more early than in the cooler seasons of the year. With an appearance of the nearing star, days are prolonged noticeably and mornings filled with darkness are shortened; a female individual walked. Before a usual awaking hour the time when most people would open their eyes, when the morning dew is still white before being melted by the sun’s sunshine, Ms. Relka made way into the dormitory building like a thief in the night. Unlike a cunning thief keeping quiet before obtaining desired treasure, she nonchalantly waltzed in, with a box-like device in hand. Not wasting any time, she advanced from the first floor to the flight stairs and before reaching the first rooms to the floor above, a thing wrapped about her body and appeared to change. Ms. Relka, split her Ethereal energy into 19 clones of herself. Said clones did not share any conversation, only beginning to w
Cai continued, directing an aiming gaze towards the front of the class. “However, through that method, instead on focusing on increasing Ethereal energy, the individual’s proficiency in using their Destroyer Art will increase.” A certain glimmer made the instructor’s face brighten up, “Yes, that is correct. As such, as a Knight, how do you increase the proficiency of your respective Destroyer Arts? By training more! Through repetitive actions of diligence and hard work, a Knight’s destructive power will increase. That is it for the basic concept behind it.” From her lengthy sigh carrying certain emotions, was the conclusion or so it seemed from the lesson. In regards to the fact of the basic concept of Ethereal energy, it was a topic well-known to ordinary people that sparingly used Ethereal energy, even while not be entirely well-versed in the minor details. Drawing a curtain to a section of a lesson, they would have the passage of time pass by quickly. “…” The elderly instruct
Inoyva read through the contents Cai had come with. ‘The composition of Ethereal energy and its uses? Why would they be teaching something as basic as this?’ Inoyva, with that demeaning face seemed to scroll with a swift glance. He partly knew the majority of the contents regarding Ethereal energy. By chance, am I dealing with idiots here? He never plucked out a certain aspect regarding the entirety of that topic, trailing each page, ‘This seems more like what kids would need to learn... But wait, everything done here has reason. To this reputable academy, that is.’ I think I can see the reason why. For anything that requires precise and hard practice, a basic level of the fundamental basis would be the most optimal path to mastering it. For all fundamental movements that were attributed to a Knight, most are derived from Ethereal energy. In that sense, to thoroughly nail each sliver of information coming along way was a headache-inducing task, like a burdening matter. As such, l
A ripened fist slammed downwards towards the bruised lad. ‘Where does the concept of magic even lie in that attack?! It’s just a ordinary punch!’ “Magic attack! Magic attack! Magic attack! Magic attack! Magic attack!” Inoyva unleashed a series of 7 punches to the lying lad’s face. ‘Why did you shout it five times when he actually hit me seven times?! This bastard!’ He was barking mad from the sheer realization of the projected power of those fists and more so angered of how lacking Inoyva was when counting them down. “Why are you even doing this?” He vehemently was riddled with various forms of injuries towards his face that painted a ghastly picture. As such, he was with the thirst of knowing what he chose this kind of method in attacking them. Inoyva was willing to answer, still a short wave away from landing another blow, “Well, you know from those heroes each time they activate their special move, they say the name of it. So, this is my ultimate move, too.” He was encompasse
The vanguard of the Legion of Shadow proceeded forward exactly as other smaller Legions would, with only a difference of the indefinite actions that were superior in terms of coordination and the individual combat capabilities of their Knights. Additionally, the swiftness of their actions caused an apparent decline of the Abyss’ numbers within moments after they trailed through. After all, one of the strong Legions would have obviously encountered and fought Abyss of a difficult rank exactly like this one or maybe a horde much more fierce. “…” To that area, at the outskirts, he gazed far and wide while gliding through the air. Accompanying him from behind being other Knights in the same squadron, unlike the rest, they showed particular interest in locating Abyss and identifying their characteristics but would not intercept them. Catching an appearance of what they were tasked with, a large Abyss reeled in the distance. Its size and height, that being tall enough for surrounding
Miraculously, countless Knights grasped the proceeding space and fervently emerged from thin air above the female Knight. Certainly those could be reinforcements from other Legions that could have finally reached the battlefield to offer some much needed support.They came after the climax already reached peak and now just helped in cleaning up the scraps left. Scraps of the defeated horde when compared to the initial force when the first 5 Legions entered the fray still posed a threat if they could run hurriedly and unchecked. And also, the citizens who lived there obviously wanted to return to their former homes and lives.Following that, the female Knight’s lips opened.“Clean it up.”Immediately, all gathering forces diverged into different directions as if they cut through the air like bullets. At least one thing in common that they did was head over to the Abyss soldiers.The Knight’s eyes peered into the distance.{Master of the Legion of Shadow, S-rank: Isui Setra.}***After
With the head, the leader of the horde of Abyss, the boss defeated the proceeding underlings it reigned over would scatter in every direction. Abyss gathered into a single formation known as a horde but due to their animalistic traits, they sometimes strayed from said formation to essentially do whatever they desired. And not necessarily to execute their role of being soldiers or guards since Abyss could care less about what occurred to their brethren. If they found prey to fill their stomachs, everything else was a bother.Except for the boss, the remaining monsters were ruled over. With an iron fist and understandable power in hand, the boss acted as a beckon, a sort of antenna that coordinate all movements in the horde and initiated for their formation to consist of the outer layer and mid layer for the purpose of fighting and pillaging enemies and prey, but still leave enough room for it to not be in the firing line. In that sense of train of thought, it was a strategist feigni
The boss was the strongest in a horde and noticing the sheer number of Abyss that crawled through the streets and everywhere else, they would be commanded. And a slightly capable boss could not maintain control of all those numbers. That glinted at a possibility at least that this one sole humaniod monster could potentially be a C-rank Abyss. As such, letting it go could be detrimental to the counterattack.A repeat of past events, the Knight would disappear like before as if she turned invisible. What was not clear from that point was that she would not let it escape. Up until then, the boss felt like a lesser individual that grasped at straws but now, a feeling of being trapped like a plaything before receiving a fatal strike became its reality. Suddenly, the boss felt a painful sensation as if its limb was being crushed. It was not an attack, but a hold over its left arm. The Knight once more appeared from thin air to the left side.Obviously, her power was unmatched. She used
In terms of the multitude of manners to conduct a battle against foes, there truly exist an infinite number of methods to go about conflict. Polished skills... Adaptive capabilities... Sharpened weapons… Innate abilities. Abundant talent…However, all that was pale in comparison to the proceeding situation, where a sole individual came crashing from the sky and did away with all of them using minimal effort. She commanded strength... An unordinary strength… A simple strength that could make anything and anyone kneel…It was a miracle or so to say that she could come to that moment at where the Knights’ force previously suffered a blow that left a massive dent. It was to say that due to that the Masters, the elite unit failed their given task without much needed thought to it. Being ultimately the most capable in their Legions proved a staggering responsibility to be placed atop their shoulders. However to those individuals, said load was welcomed with wholeheartedness. But, a blund
The boss expected a difficult fight, but this was rather not interesting in the least. If the opponent already figured the gap in numbers between them, she might have turned tail in order to save her own life or even call for further assistance. A difference in the overall forces ended up being the deciding factor. The boss would smirk but then notice something aloof with the stationed soldiers on the ground. A passing gust of wind blew slightly. In its insignificance, a rising tension among the Abyss lowered, this would guarantee the victory. But then, one head out of the heads among the stationed soldiers seemed to fall off the body and land to the ground. The next soldier near also found its head proceeding to land on the ground like a ball and roll over. Blood immediately spilled out of the decapitated bodies and finally fell to the earth. Surprisingly, another group lost the command of their bodies and fell, partly due to the heads that landed to the ground first. As if
A loud bang was heard throughout the outskirts of the city. Following a flash of light with a shade of purple, tremors and air pressure generated by said sudden explosion was apparent all over. Even distant Knights from far away could probably see it without wielding Amadioha of a green shade. A massive sphere that could scale the tallest of buildings caught attention. Accompanied with the never ending gusts of the wind, other living creatures found themselves blown away as if they shared weightless characteristics of plastic or paper. Even for the citizens, who no less could achieve a subtle level in Destroyer Arts knew from that explosion that it was one of the techniques in a Destroyer Art, the size was too abrupt, only a Knight could have activated it in such short notice. And the traces of Ethereal energy lingering in the air could catch their attention without needed effort. Certainly, the cause of the explosion needed to be identified, that being the Knight, it was unth
The figure built up unthinkable speed and momentum as to deliver the strongest strike with minimal motion.The posture taken and the form gestured to coordinate with the fact that it was airborne, was perfect. A fist brimmed with unearthly strength caught one of the guard’s jaw in less than a second.A massive bang resounded throughout the entire area and caught attention from all over. Air pressure generated furtively gestured near the vicinity.Exactly like a seasoned boxer extending their arm for a right hook with explosive speed and devastating power, the figure achieved the same effects and managed to inflict damage towards the guard’s face. Following momentum, the guard stumbled even though it stood on all fours. Ultimately, it lost balance and would fall, but the buildings near halted its descent. For the monster, thankfully it was far enough to be prey of a strike, but the boss was still far ahead while being protected by other Abyss of the same kind. ***At the somewhat o
Thankfully, the elite unit composed of four Masters was unharmed at the blazing projectile’s wrath. Was it due to luck coupled with their efforts of maneuverability? Evidently, the projectile was not directly fired at them due to a fact that they were not the intended enemy. Looking to the projectile, a fireball with blue flames, it had high levels of Ethereal energy wrapped about in it, pointing to that a Sykoh, preferably a Knight fired but what another thing about it was the remnants of another type of energy. Another type of energy pitch-black in nature and brought a sense of coldness around despite infused to the concentration of arid creations.Perhaps the ally they desperately wanted to join, adjusted the course of the fireball so not to harm them, but inflict damage to the guards nonetheless? A definite answer could not be given, though. After all, amidst the immediate explosion and hurls of air pressure because of the fireball, they had lost sight of what produce and sh