Dim reddish light painted the sky, drawn by the bloody moon. A light heat lay in the air, the surrounding smelled awkwardly, but well known, it was the scent of a battle field. Enthroned above all was me, standing proud. The match was over my fight against the best of the whole academy. I was happy, my goal had been reached, I was at the pinnacle of power without doubt. The match lasted only some five minutes, our fighting styles were only slightly different, so I had no issues.
One after another all watchers, who cheered, shouted and had been hyped left, all their expectations were blown away by the incredible scenes embedded in their very soul. I stood there like a statue, looking towards the moon—thinking about all, my life, my friends, my achievements. As I unfroze I realized, I was alone—almost. The dude from the counter stood behind me, looking in my eyes, then he stretched out his hand and gave me a new card. The same as I had before, but engraved beneath was the number 1 in a rainbow hew.
He congratulated me and thereafter asked if I want to become his student. Curiosity got the better of me, I asked him who he was, and what he could teach me. Laughing he introduced himself as the vice principle of the academy and that O.V.O. was a special system, designed to deduce the best of the best for special recruitments. As I had nothing better to do, I nodded and said I would learn under him for the next half year and then decide for myself if it was worth my time.
And so I got a new mentor, who I should meet tomorrow after classes. Our training was scheduled four times a week.
The next day the long awaited moment came, as my new personal teacher found me strolling around the campus. We moved to one of the least used training areas. There he began with an assessment of my capabilities, I had to fight him with all I got. I didn’t hesitate and began, I swung my sword gracefully at him, used all my energy in arsenal. But I couldn’t touch him, he was too fast, precise and strong. He only toyed around with me, not even my lighting could touch him, my wave attacks couldn’t destroy he barriers even when trying different kind of waves. He was a monster, the strongest I ever saw to that.
Over the course of the next weeks he helped me progressing, first in mastering my sword skills even further and thereafter in energy. Thanks to him I was rapidly gaining more strength and could even hold my own in a fight against him. He is a great teacher, really nice and I already decided I would stay with him until I finish the military academy. My days were the following: training early in the morning, going to the lessons (only when I had to), being trained or training myself, go hunting, mediate through the night. That is it, I didn’t do more or less, unless eating and drinking once in a while.
You might be reading a stolen copy. Visit Royal Road for the authentic version.
The procedure made me remember the days in school, where I had been trained by the instructors. It was the same as now, I was incredibly weak, compared to them, but through their guidance I surpassed them in record time. It was as if I had all the potential in the world combined in my body. My powers leapt forward, my strength surged up and my will remained rigid, each fight against the mysterious man, narrowed the ravine between our powers. Until I could belittle his powers as I crossed the now none existing gap between us and defeat him in a battle of skill, knowledge and aesthetic.
But I wasn’t content, still there must be some stronger than me and so I must stride forward. So I gathered my confidence and asked the vice-principal, who was sitting on the bottom, if I could be freed from lessons so I could train even more. He firstly praised my win and then answered with a “yes”, he told further that I could even skip the exams and get my graduation. He explained that I wouldn’t gain much from it, only spilled time.
I thought a bit and decided I wouldn't go to all lessons, only to the interesting few and exams I would ignore completely.
This change made the rapidly approaching end of the school year quite enjoyable, with much time. As well as it will be the case for the following last year of academy.
In my vacation to Aldorem Nian was finally there again, we had a little battle, where I proudly claimed a victory. Thereafter he explained me, why he was stagnating. He told, he had only little time to train, as he needed to be often in school lessons and then help his family. He added that nowadays monsters are coming exponential often, more and more city’s are getting attacked and they are getting seemingly stronger. He demonstrated on the plain grass the situation. In the western mountains most monsters have their strongholds, normally they stay there and are passive, but that they are attacking can only mean either of two things. Firstly, they are wanting to expand their territory, which is unlikely, or they are fleeing from the mountains. I asked Nian from what, and he stated, probably the kingdom of high humans, behind the mountains.
This would mean that Aldorem and all the cites in this Kingdom, are in danger, in a really dire situation. With this we parted again, Nian wished me good luck, and told he would beat my ass next time.
With those bitter news the last year began, where I need to decide what I am gonna do when graduating. Momently I consider the military, the guild or free lancer. I believe the right way will open for me.
