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–Inside A Forest Roughly 20 Miles From The Capital–
A man wearing brown leather armor sat on top of a small boulder. Next to him, stood a woman with black hair tied into a ponytail. This girl was the Class Representative.
Before them were the rest of her classmates, excluding Alek.
She clears her throat before starting her announcement.
(“Its been almost a month since we’ve received the report about the attack on the capital which lead to the King and the Prince’s grave injuries. In about a day or two, we’ll arrive at the capital as support”.) -Class Rep.
Some of the students started murmuring to each other when suddenly the armored man, Dean, stood up. He had dyed, blonde hair and an earring on his left ear; the perfect poster boy for being a playboy.
(“Now, now, calm down. We’re just going back to help with moving the debris n’ stuff. ‘kay!?”, he said with a dismissive tone.) -Dean
Soon, the murmurs died down and the students dispersed; leaving the Class Rep. and Dean to themselves.
(“Hey, Class Rep., what do you think happened back at the capital anyway?”) -Dean
She shrugs nonchalantly and looks at the knights who were ordered to help them, but only when they truly needed it.
(“The knights haven’t told me anything. Just kept saying it was some sort of monster…”) -Class Rep.
(“Well, I guess we’ll find out soon enough…”) -Dean
Just as they were about to go, rushed footsteps and a sudden shout caught their attention.
(“Class Rep! Class rep! Problem!”, yelled the random student as he got closer.) -Random Student
She turns her head to look at the incoming student and notices a number of scratches on his thick, woolen robe.
(“Whats wrong? Did something happen?”, she asked with stern authority in her voice.) -Class Rep.
(“The knights! *huff*.. They-…*huff*.. They’re in trouble!”, he managed to say as he caught his breath.) -Random Student
Dean and the Class Rep. looked at each other before nodding once. The Class Rep. took a step forward.
(“Lead the way!”) -Class Rep.
————-Yes, I’m A Dividing Line. Hello.————-
As they ran towards the direction of the knights, the sound of battle rung through the air accompanied by the sound of a child’s laughter.
When they reached the clearing, the scene presented truly shocked them with awe.
In the middle of the clearing stood a boy. He had red, spiky hair, was wearing a black cloak, and on his fists were red metallic gauntlets with spikes placed on the area where the knuckles could be found. What shocked them though, were all the high level knights, who were lent to them by the king as guardians, surrounding him and beaten to a pulp on the floor.
Their armors were dented, swords in pieces, and shields broken. Some were even knocked out while others were simply lying on the ground while letting out pained moans.
Only one knight was left standing. A level 70 Knight Captain; one of the kings most trusted knights. He swung his sword aiming towards the child’s head. His attack was so fast that even we, with our heightened senses, could only see it as nothing but a blur.
(“Martial skill: Crescent swing!”, the Knight Captain yelled as he brought his blade down.) -Knight Captain
His sword was suddenly covered in red energy which increased the speed of his swing to the point that we couldn’t even see the sword as it sliced through the air. I instinctively closed my eyes; anticipating the inevitable death of his young opponent.
The sound of metal hitting metal reverberated through the forest just as I had closed my eyes.
‘Eh? The kid managed to parry his swing!? What amazing speed!’ -Class Rep.
But, as soon as I opened my eyes, I realized just how much I had underestimated the child.
Before me was the young boy with spiky, red hair; his left hand covering his mouth as he yawned while his right hand was raised in the air, holding the Knight Captain’s sword between his index and middle finger like it was a mere toothpick.
(“M-Monster!”, he exclaimed in fear.) -Knight Captain
(“Huh? That was it? So much for the Captain la~”) -Spiky Hair
He flicked his arm and sent the Knight Captain flying towards a tree, knocking him out.
The child tilted his head, staring at the two who had just arrived.
(“Ooh~ More people!”, he said in a jovial tone.”) -Spiky Hair
(“You.”, he said as he pointed his gauntlet at Dean. “You look stronger than those pesky knights; fight me!”) -Spiky hair
(“Ha? You wanna fight me!? Hmph! Suit yourself!”) -Dean
This idiot! -Class Rep.
I quickly grab him by the shoulder and pull him back.
(“Oi! Are you brain-dead!? Don’t you notice anything strange about him?”) -Class Rep
(“I know, I know! He beat the knights, but I can beat the knights too! Trust me. Even though I’m at a lower level than the knights, I could still win.”) -Dean
(“It’s not that you idiot! Look at him and concentrate! You can’t see his level at all! Not just that; even his name and title can’t be seen by using ‘identify‘!”) -Class rep
As the two of us whispered to each other. the spiky hair child suddenly clicked his tongue.
(“Tch. What, you ain’t comin’? Well… If you’re not gonna go first, then I will!) -Spiky hair
As soon as he finished, he suddenly dashed towards us… No it wouldn’t do it justice if I called it as just a ‘dash‘.
It was more like he teleported in front of us; he was that fast.
He pulled his right hand back before sending a punch towards Deans face.
Even though I was right next to him, I couldn’t do anything about the incoming attack. Even dean couldn’t react fast enough to dodge it and he has the highest level in our whole class!
I closed my eyes and so did Dean, bracing for impact…
(“Asura, that’s enough.”) -???
Suddenly, a cold and emotionless voice echoed through the forest.
As I slowly open my eyes, I see the red gauntlet inches away from Deans face. Dean on the other hand was sweating all over, his breathing rough.
(“Tch… you got lucky.”) -Asura
As I raise my head to look at the origin of the voice, I see seven hooded figures standing on top of different tree branches. They were all wearing black cloaks that hid even their feet. A very tall one; a short, but wide one; and four others with average height. The last of the group, however, had his hood lowered; showing his entire face. It was Alek, the classmate we deemed unneeded. Why was he with them!?
(“Come, we need to go.”) -Alek
The spiky, red haired boy, Asura, nods his head and jumps towards one of the branches before covering half of his face with his own hood.
(“Arcana : Mirage”) -Female Voice
One of the people in the hooded group suddenly casts a spell and all eight of them start to become transparent and fade from vision.
From the start of the spell until they were completely invisible, Alek stared at me with emotionless eyes. As if he were merely looking at an ant…