Half an hour passed, Laura and Bertolt were almost done filling up the necessary informations Nil needed to know.
Nil was able let out a sigh of relief, good thing that they only knew about the ring and not how does it function. Probably even the Prophet did not even know how this thing works. Nil thought.
An hour ago, Bertolt told Nil that the ring was a legacy from a foreign civilization which was accidentally drag to this continent of Gourmetopia.
From the words of Bertolt he was definitely hiding a part of the story which he told Nil that it was not the time yet for him to know.
But obviously Nil already concluded that this continent was more than what it is right now, after all only 23% of this world was only known and the rest was unknown. Nil guessed that probably the civilization Bertolt was talking about was another continent that might be existing on the other side on this massive world.
Nil got a little anxious on the fact that he got mixed with some mess he couldn't handle and his dream to stand on top as food saint might be rougher than he thought.
But still Nil manage to reap some benefits from meeting Bertolt and now was an official page of Laura.
A 'page' of an expert was akin to apprenticeship. Only difference was that a master can have tons of apprentices and teach them with some pointers.
While being recognized as a 'page' of a master means inheriting all the knowledge and travel experience of the mentor.
Like how Bertolt was a page of the Prophet and Laura as a page of Bertolt.
Another thing Nil managed to have was an information about the so called genovation.
From Bertolt, it was the process which cultivator undergone, by the reconfiguration of gene, one can perform beyond superhuman feats. For the Prophet, her genovation was the ability to foresee the future and it'll be different for every person who achieved the genovation stage.
As for Nil, he couldn't care less unless he train harder with the guidance of Laura and the GBS.
The information about genovation was kept hidden by higher ops, if the said information was to publicized, numerous powers will arise on each corner of the continent and who knows who would be the good and the bad one.
The last thing Bertolt told Nil was to lose the match against his seniors, he even asked Laura to set up a device jammer on the arena so that the students would not be able to record their fight.
I definitely feel like I'm a protagonist from an anime I watched! But losing? Perhaps I'll think about it. Nil thought, subsiding all unnecessary things at the back of his mind.
...
On the battle arena, the whole vicinity bustling from the bleacher area full of crowds.
Most of the audiences were first year and second year students with some very few third year and fourth year students.
At the center of the arena, 3 students stood wearing different battle suits.
The three students were Dylan, Nico and Angelo.
That was the difference of a sophomore student from a freshmen, they were able to have a customized battle suit to their liking, in addition to that, with the backing from their family having a suit made from cutting edge technology and built by a well know infrastructure master would be as easy as whistling.
'Will that bastard really come?'
'I bet he was scared to his wits, a thousand grand, Nil will not come whose on the opposite bet?'
'Just so you wait sophomores this battle will be good!'
'I wanted to see those handsome guys beating each other."
'If those three dare to cause damage Nil's face I'll kill them!'
'Just so you dare, bitch! I'll let you join Nil on his defeat with our three prince!'
'I bet two thousand grands that Nil will come.'
The students on the bleachers were busily bustling and screaming. The whole battle ground was filled with noise.
Bets on one side was a hit for everyone, on the other side were girls rooting for their dream guy, in the middle were just senseless gossips and arguments.
It's been thirty minutes since classes ended, even though the trio of the sophomores were informed about Nil being called to Laura's office, the three of them as well as the crowd whose eager to watch the battle were all pissed.
Another five minute passed the noise coming from everyone intensifies.
Some students were standing from their seats and were all ranting about Nil's cowardice and was about to leave the hall not after the sound of the arena doors opening echoed around the battle hall.
A black haired young man stepped from the door. The lad was wearing a navy blue long sleeved battle suit with golden-yellow details and linings.
Even though it was just a common freshmen's battle suit for the university, the way the handsome young man wore it was elegant. He was akin to the models used on brochures to advertise battle suits.
The lad was none other than Nil, he walked inside the battle hall and stepped up on the arena.
"Sorry for being late, Miss Laura just reminded me not to bully you guys!" Nil said casually with a teasing grin on his lips which caused the whole crowd in an uproar.
It was a direct mocking to the three sophomores!
Standing on the last row of the bleachers was Bertolt with a one hand face palm while shaking his head upon hearing what Nil said.
He was hiding his presence and was actively using the device jammer so no one would be able to record the fight.
Unaware about Bertolt's attendance, Nil and the three sophomores started to discussed the restrictions about the fight.
Laura and another stern looking old man named Samuel would serve as the referees for the match. Both were professors of the classes involved on the fight.
"No more than fainting or a sprain is available. Causing harm the will last for a long time means disqualification and suspension from the university." Miss Laura announced.
"Nil agreed with the handicap of battling my three students at the same time. Everyone was allowed to use only training weapons." Samuel added.
Nil only chose a common training sword while his opponents obviously chose combination of a gunslinger, a gauntlet user and and a sword. It was a typical combo for a three man team.
They're going serious huh? Nil thought.
Everyone inside the battle hall turned silent. Only the countdown timer could be heard.
3...
2..
1.
"Battle Begin!" Laura and Samuel roared in unison!
Right after those words was uttered by the two professors, two seconds later a loud sound of a wood hitting something echoed. Angelo, the Gunslinger on the backline fall on the ground face first, behind him was Nil smiling from ear to ear, he was exerting his full aura.
Some of the fourth year and third year students widen their eyes, some raised a brow on what they saw.
Most of the second year students was in a state of shock with their mouths left open.
And lastly the first year students wall all screaming in disbelief.
Dylan gasp the young lad on his age before him who he thought was too far to reach his level was now exerting an aura of a pinnacle Apprentice Rank not too far from his level!
"My, my, my did you found a gold coin on the ground? We're in the middle of a fight you know?." Nil mocked loudly.
"He's really a monster into training and cultivation." Miss Laura whispered.