The Ruined Death Knight

In the Royal academy.

In a large flat room where it was enough to hold up to 500 people. Standing to the side of this room were a group of students that were admiring a battle of two people.

The two students were standing inside a white circle, which was the arena that the battle was taking a place.

One of them had a wooden sword in this hand while the other held a staff with a small blue crystal in.

The one holding the sword dashed right towards this opponent by using this life force to enchant these legs.

The other student, Samuel Crafbinder tapping this stuff to the ground, a magic circle appeared and the next moment earth spikes formed at the predicted path of the other student.

While the other students were in amazement from Samuel´s casting speed, what surprised them more was that the other student managed to dodge the sudden earth spikes like it was nothing.

"Dammit Allen! You aren´t supposed to dodge that!" Taking a step back to gain some distance, Samuel started to prepare for this next spell.

"Was I?" Being 1 meter out of this reach, Allen Darcy put this whole strength in this legs and arms to swing at Samuel.

Unexpectedly to Allen, a 3-meter earth wall raised under Samuels's legs, saving him from the pain that was about to come.

Jumping from the other side of the wall, Samuel de-activated this earth wall which soon turned into hundreds of stones, another 3 magic circles appeared around him.

Casting the spell [Earth Shots], three slightly sharp stones formed upped in the air with soon to be launched towards Allen.

When Samuel had finally thought he had won, he was soon flabbergasted by Allen dodging two out of three shots and crashing the last one with this wooden sword.

"How can a piece of wood survive my Earth shot!?"

Seeing Allen approaching him without even breaking a sweat made Samuel snap out of this confusion and quickly prepare for this next spell.

Only to realize how short their distance was to each other.

"Got you!" Swinging this wooden sword, Allen aimed for Samuels's head.

Realizing the dread that was coming to this face, Samuel quickly moved to the side while bending this body. Barely managing to dodge the swing.

Knowing that he was doomed at Allen´s next swing, he jumped and tried to kick Allen´s face as a last-ditch effort.

Unfortunately for him though, Allen managed to block this kick effortlessly.

"Wha-" Before being able to finish this sentence, Samuel soon came to greet the cold floor.

"Are you alright, Samuel?" Asked Allen's concern.

"Ahhh that hurt...how were you even able to dodge that?"

"Simple because of your lack of knowledge and ability, student Crafbinder." Like out of nowhere, a man wearing the teacher uniform of the royal academia appeared in the middle of them.

The man looked around this mid-thirties with a height of 1.9 meters, this body looked like it was just built by muscles alone which made the teacher's uniform barely able to hold these muscles at by.

"What does she mean by that, teacher?" Samuel asked slightly annoyed, being told he was weak seemed to strike a nerve on him.

"It means every word what I say. Don´t misunderstand my words of you being weak, Student Crafbinder. The capabilities that you two had shown were amazing and even astonishing. But the result of your loss is simply because of your professional difference." The men made a short pause for the young man to understand these words.

"So what you are saying is that...I lost because I was a spell caster and not a melee fighter like Allen? Does that mean that spell casters are weaker than melee fighters?" Samuel replied without taking a single breath through this whole question.

Sighing out loud, the teacher started to explain as he knew that Samuel was going to ask this question.

"Samuel, don´t you ever dare to ask that question in front of any spell caster. As for your question, the answer is neither yes nor no. Compared to Allen that follows the path of a warrior, you follow the path of a spell caster. The early staged for a warrior is to train their body and techniques where a spell caster is in a period of gathering knowledge."

"Do you know why the kick of yours failed at the very end?"

Scratching this back of the neck, Samuel hesitantly replied.

"Because Allen is stronger..?"

"That is indeed the case, but you got it wrong. If we were to compare your magic abilities to Allen you should be stronger and yet you lose. For that, there is a single reason."

"The reason being that Allen can dodge your attacks is because he can perceive these surroundings faster than you. What looked to you fast seems slow before Allen."

The reasoning behind it was quite the obvious one, with a stronger and faster body you will be capable to react much quicker compared to a spell caster with a weak body.

Although Samuel understood this point he couldn't help but feel bitter from inside.

"If that were the case teacher...what should I do?" He asked with a slightly desperate tone.

"Do not be the concern of that, those who practice the ways of magic for long enough can unlock an ability so-called [Mana Vision]. Once you have gotten yourself that ability you will be able to keep up with the fast movement of warriors."

*Ding Doing Ding.

Hearing that break time has already come, the teacher told all the students to go to their breaks except this two.

"Don't forget you two, practice makes one the master. You two have immense talent which the kingdom will be proud to have. Keep up the hard work as, without practice, even genius fails to raise." Having spent this whole wisdom of the weak together with this 5 minutes of this break, the teacher left the two boys to go.

Both Allen and Samuel went to them to avoid all the stalkers that were hunting Samuel down, with mainly the girls being that.

"Sigh...finally able to relax." Said Samuel while greetings this bed.

"Hey Samuel, do you want and practice together this afternoon?" Asked Allen while cleaning this wooden sword.

"Ah, sorry but I can't today. My father told me to go in a black auction this afternoon." Replied Samuel with an apologetic look.

"Auction? But we aren't allowed to leave the academy without any good reason."

"Well, It was an order from my father so if I were to refuse the next time I go to my house I will have to deal with my father..."

After few seconds of gathering these thoughts, an idea came across Allen's mind.

"If that were the case, would you mind me tagging along?"

"Sure, might as well make the trip less boring with you," Samuel said excitedly.

"Hmm..shouldn't we hide. our face then? Seeing how famous you are with the girls here I worry how it will be outside." Said Allen.

"Oh come on! It wasn't like I wanted to turn out like this! Jokes aside though, I have already thought of that. "

Bringing out a bag under this bed, inside it was revealed to have two cloaks big enough to fit both of their body and two masks.

One mask resembled that of a crow's head with the other mask being that of a demon with two teeth being bigger than they should.

"We simply have to use those!"

***

Currently in the black auction...

"Hey, Danzel! You heard anything of what I just said!?"

"No" Looking at all the people gathered here I was somehow surprised.

Ever since I came to the capital I haven't seen so many people in a single place. Moreover, almost everyone had different-looking clothing on.

Since most people that I saw were Gerak and commoners, I always thought it was normal for them to wear similar clothes.

'I guess the commoners don't have much of a luxury to dress around. That or everyone here is a hired clown.'

"Stopping spacing out already! And the very least try to lie!" German shouted at me, which resulted in us getting some attention.

'Sigh, poor me...'

"I heard you crystal clear, While you go registered our items I will wait here, that's what you want right."

Danzel said while making the dwarf aware of the attention that we are getting.

"Cough~cough, yeah. Wait here until I go register our item."

Moving the carriage that we rented, Gerak went towards the reception.

It has been already a week since we sold the runed sword, but today that is going to change.

The whole past week I and Gerak spend our time making runed items no one-stop.

Except for the moments that I pretended to go for a walk and eat outside and Gerak need to sleep.

We were working no stop.

"I even got myself a good chunk of XP inside my storage. I am curious if there would be any magic scrolls to buy, I ain't seeing a list of the items to come too...Maybe I should ask someone."

Looking around me on who I should ask for advice, a group of two people caught my attention.

"Hmm...Let's ask those guys."

Walking towards the group in front of me, I gently asked the one wearing a crow on.

"Excuse me, could I make a quick question...?"

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