While Instructor Junades and Instructor Kassandra were overjoyed to see Nial and Bella, the mander of the military camp couldn't help but frown at the sorry state of Yves Ygdra and his underlings.
'What the hell happened to them? They don't look severely injured….well, either way.'
The mander shrugged his shoulders before turning his head to one of the Instructors, who looked a little bit unfortable at the sight of Yves.
The Instructor had a relatively close relationship to the Ygdra family, which was why he was worried and felt odd when looking at the unconscious heir of the Ygdra family.
"Get them a healer."
After receiving an order from the mander, the Instructor sighed in relief before he rushed off.
Not long after, a team of medics reached Yves and his underlings.
Meanwhile, Nial and his team had merged into the group of young Originals, who were patiently looking toward the podium in front of them.
The arrival of Nial's team and the unconscious Originals caused a small motion but it was quickly dissolved, the moment the hoarse voice of someone clearing his throat reverberated through the surrounding area.
The military camp's mander had enhanced his vocal cords and he was ready to speak to the participants of the camp.
"Hello everyone, as you all must have guessed by now, I'm the mander of the Teradan military camp, Ullyr Jer!
I know that the last few weeks have been different than expected but we felt the same. The danger level of dungeons is consistently increasing and mankind will have to face hard times if we don't improve our strength as well.
Fortunately, we have found out about the instruction manuals that specify how runic armaments are created, followed by thousands of pleted runic armaments. This will elevate mankind's position on the nameless island and the wilderness on the other fronts as well!
However, relying only on runic armaments would do us no good simply because the wielder of a weapon determines how much of its potential can be unleashed!
If a sword's wielder is not proficient with the said weapon, he or she will never be able to overe life-threatening situations, where one is forced to overe their limits.
That being said, we've e up with the most efficient plan to train all participants of the military camp in weaponry to allow them to gain more proficiency in wielding several weapons!
,m Some may already be proficient at wielding multiple weapons. For those Originals, we plan to provide them opportunities to gain fighting experience, whether this is by sparring, or conquering dungeons all by themselves!"
After mander Ullyr spoke about what the participants' next task was supposed to be, most young Originals were disappointed.
This was something the mander and the Instructors had already expected. After all, there were only a handful of Originals, whose weapon proficiency was low.
At the same time, most had already conquered dungeons at the young age of 10, or less.
Thus, most young Originals were dissatisfied with the mander's words.
However, Nial felt the plete opposite. He smiled brightly as he heard that they would be professionally taught how to wield certain weapons.
Nial had never received proper tutelage, which meant that the entire strength he had built up by now was the result of his own efforts.
But this only hinted that Nial could improve and bee much stronger as long as he wanted to study fighting properly, which was something he looked forward to.
With the resources in his possession, it wouldn't be a problem to hire a professional instructor but there was still a difference between being taught by one of the strongest Originals, or by someone, who made his living by teaching how to wield weapons.
One was fighting with his life on the line, trusting his life with the weapons he wielded, while the other was safe in the shelter, teaching the basics.
Nial clearly recalled the short spar he had against Instructor Junades long ago. It caused his smile to widen as he hoped to receive Master Juandes' tutelage.
Upon hearing the mander's decision, several young Originals began expressing their disfort.
"We are thousands of Originals, and we have only slightly more than a dozen or so Instructors…how will it even be possible for all of us to receive proper lessons, if that is even necessary, to begin with?!"
"I don't care about the benefits the plebeians receive, but I e from an influential family!! I've been taught to wield a sword since the age of 3, and with the use of my Innate ability, I can make even several Dungeon Bosses at the 10th Origin rank succumb to my sword! I don't need to be taught how to wield a sword properly, let alone gain experience in dungeon conquering…"
There were numerous similar ments. Their words were rude and dishonoring, not only to the military camp's Instructors and the mander but even more so to the few talents of ordinary households, who had been able to bee stronger only because of their merit and hard work.
For them, every second spent within the Teradan military camp was an honor, especially to be taught by mankind's idols and heroes.
Yet, the ments of those born with silver spoons, who didn't think highly about the military camp hurt the moners more than being severely injured by some monsters!
The mander was also quite enraged, but he couldn't help but agree that some of the Originals had more than enough experience.
"You belong to the Sword Master's family, right? Jase Irkar, if I'm not wrong?" The calm voice of the mander reached one of the Original's ears.
"That is correct, mander Jer. I'm Jase Irkar!" The prideful voice of the young but well-built man reached everyone.
It was as if he wanted to let everyone know of his identity and to show off his might.
However, the mander merely nodded his head before sighing deeply as he looked over the batch of arrogant participants.
"Is there anyone from a humble background here, who's capable of fighting one of these arrogant pricks?" Ullyr Jer asked in a loud voice, feeling the urge to teach the arrogant Originals a lesson.
He had nothing against influential families, but the way in which most families taught their heirs to treat other households was truly disgusting. They believed themselves to be better than others in every aspect.
The bad treatment highly influential families gave others was even worse if someone hailed from a 'merely' ordinary background without wealth, power, or talent.
Strength decided everything and to most powerful families, ordinary people were not worth their attention, even if they were somewhat talented.
And this was quite annoying in the mander's opinion, after all, he was from an ordinary background as well, and the Teradan military camp was capable of changing the fate of the less fortunate.
Thus, Jase Ikar's and the other's ments were inappropriate and highly demeaning, which was why he wanted someone to beat them up. He couldn't do it himself, after all!
"How about you allow Olivia Meradnin to fight? She is from a humble background but is extremely powerful. Those who think too highly of their own strength will be defeated by her in seconds!!
"No, let Bella Morningstar fight them. She is my disciple and can beat them into a pulp."
"Let Jase Irka fight with Nial Orin! He is the best candidate to make everyone realize what reality tastes like!"
A few instructors remended the names of several young Originals so that mander Ullyr Jer would pick them to fight against the arrogant Originals that were from an influential background, and born with great talent, including an Innate ability.
However, even if the Instructors voiced out a few names, there was only one person, who dared to say that his remendation was capable of fighting Jase Irka.
mander Ullyr turned to Junades, whose eyes were sparkling with excitement while looking at the mander.
"You know that Jase is one of the strongest Originals we accepted in this year's batch, right?"
The Sword Master was even stronger than the Old Medic, Miranda.
He might be of a lower rank as he owned one less Advanced Origin ring, but the Sword Master focused on fighting rather than healing, which was why he owned several abilities that were solely focused on improving his strength.
As long as he unleashed his whole strength, the Sword Master was capable of crushing several Giganodes all by himself.
Even Miranda had to use her ability so that others would increase her strength with supporting abilities.
This was not something the Sword Master required. His Art of the Sword was unparalleled, and not a single human was able to defeat him.
Jase Irka was born and raised in Liondra. He had attended the best schools, had undergone the best training, and awakened an even higher talent than his father.
His origin might have awoken quite late, but Jase Irka was already at the 8th Origin rank, and not a single word he spoke about his strength had been exaggerated.
For Jase Irka it was no problem to fight several Dungeon Bosses at the 10th Origin rank as long as he unleashed his Innate ability!
That was why nobody dared to say that their remended Originals were able to defeat him in particular…except Junades.
"Of course, I know about Jase, his strength, and his background. And, to be honest, I'm not sure if Nial is strong enough to defeat Jase, but I want to see their spar!"
It was rare to see Junades that excited. Many Instructors threw him weird gazes, only for Kassandra to frown deeply.
"You want to send a Blind 3rd Origin rank to spar against Jase Irka, the Sword Master's son, an Original at the 8th Origin rank with over a decade of training in the Art of the Sword? Either you want these arrogant young Originals to keep boasting about their strength, or you want to kill this Nial Orin!!"
It was obvious for Kassandra to know who Nial Orin was.
The moment her disciple, Bella chose to team up with Mathias Cartel and Nial Orin, she investigated their background, their strength, and their entire past.
That was why Kassandra knew everything about Mathias and Nial, with the sole uncertain factor being that Nial's family had disappeared on a seemingly normal day.
Nobody could tell her where they were right now, but they weren't considered dead either, which was weird. The information she tried to figure out about their current location was simply denied to her and she had been told that it was a highly classified secret.
This was weird, but it had nothing to do with Nial's strength, which Kassandra knew quite well.
mander Ullyr looked at Junades' frown the moment Kassandra said something, but he chose not to ment on it.
'I cannot take the risk. Looks like I will have to spare Jase for the time being and discipline him properly in the training session…what a pity.'
Ullyr Jer had no idea what was on Junades' mind, but it was impossible for him to take the risk of allowing Nial Orin to fight Jase Irka. On one hand, he didn't want the military to lose their reputation, but on the other he did not want to allow the arrogant Originals to keep spouting nonsense either.
With that in mind, the mander turned back to the young Originals, who had already begun a heated debate and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
"Miss Olivia Meradnin, Sir Mirhan Kark, are the two of you willing to have a little spar? I think we have a few Originals here, who have to calm down a little bit!"
While one of the Instructors smiled brightly, both Kassandra and Junades could only give a disappointed sigh.
'You just missed out on an opportunity to teach Jase and the other annoying pricks a lesson…it's not my fault if an untoward incident occurs!!'
User Comments
0 comments from readers