"And here we are cadets! Exactly thirty minutes before the cut off as well. Now please wait here, feel free to mingle, until the headmaster arrives", Bartleby told us as we dismounted from his Sandroc. Once everyone got off and secured our respective pieces of luggage, Bartleby promptly recalled his majimonster.
"Now if you need me, I'll be at the administration office finalizing your arrival and registrations. Ta ta for now", he said before marching straight towards one of the castle's wings.
"So...I guess after this is when we part ways to separate classes?", Savina asked aloud.
"Not necessarily. My cousin said that when the escorts bring in groups, they tend to keep them together as either students in the same class or as dorm mates in order to facilitate teamwork...I think", Bori said while scratching his head in thought.
"Oh yay! I do look forward to us getting to know each other even better!", Savina said excitedly.
"Yeah-waitaminute".
I was about to agree with Savina until my ears picked up something mildly distressing.
{Give him back}!
{Make us little lamb~}.
As I turned to see the source of distress, I saw a group of people several feet away from us picking on this small looking child with curly hair and sheep horns. From what I could see, they were holding a drajule just out of their reach and tossing it between one another. An itchy feeling crawled up my back as I watched them toss around the drajule. It was good thing only the binder who owned the drajule could summon the monster inside it, otherwise this could've gotten uglier than it currently was.
"Sil-Sil, you promised not to get into any fights...", Savina said as she leaned on my shoulder and whispered into my ear.
"Until we got to the capital", I replied, "Besides, I'm just going to go over there and help out the little one". With that said, I began to make my way towards the group of bullies.
"Silvia is rather heroic isn't she?", I heard Albina comment to Savina.
"That or wreckless", Savina followed up.
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Kolo was having a rather bad day.
This morning went fine, his group and his escort managed to get to the capital in record time and breakfast was decent...what little he managed to eat. On the ride over, they had hit a snag and his delicious blueberry muffin fell out of his hand and onto the wayside. It would've been rude for him to ask to pull over so he just kept quiet and sniffled bit on the way here.
After they got to the academy, Kolo had somehow gotten lost and subsequently separated from his group. Making matters worst, when he tried to approach another group to help him find his friends, they made the very unreasonable demand of him to hand over ownership of his majimonster as a "service fee". Naturally he refused, which now lead to them playing "keep away" with his drajule. If he could summon Goro with his mind, he would've let them have it. Unfortunately, all he could was feebly grab at it as it was tossed about.
He was rapidly approaching just breaking down and crying in public, but just as his drajule was about to be caught by one of the bulkier looking bullies, a red-headed girl with intense blue eyes intercepted the throw.
"Hey! Who do you-OOF! Ack"!
But before the bully could tell her off, the girl had punched him in the stomach and headbutted him in the face. She had then turned towards Kolo and presented him with his drajule with an open palm.
"I hope they didn't hurt you too badly, Mister...", she said while rubbing her forehead with her other hand. Kolo was in awe and was currently staring at her with wide, slightly worshipful, eyes.
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[You know you could've just thrown an ice disk at them right?], Voxea commented in my head.
[I can't exactly show off maji-like powers in the middle of a crowded city now can I?], I retorted.
The small sheep looking boy just sorta stared at me with these big eyes that reminded me of a small child staring at a musician in wonder. He was kinda cute in a teddy bear sort of way.
"Are you just gonna leave me hanging here or are ya gonna take back your drajule?", I asked.
"Huh? Yes! Sorry miss. My name's Kolo by the way", the boy said as he took back his drajule.
"Name's Silvia".
"Hey! What do you think you're doing to my men, peasant?!", a loud arrogant voice called out to me.
Oh I could already tell I was going to need to punch another fool.