The principal seated in his palace-like office. He flinched,
"Same energy. . .slightly better"
He looks outside his window,
"What are you pulling Hlofgar. . .?"
Nozick had a wide smile on his face
"I swear I will fight you. . .I just have to try over and over again till you accept. kuhahahahahaha my!! RIVAL!!!!"
As Neza was going through a pile of books on his table he stopped for a brief moment. . . at that same period.
"Irritably"
"Uh, brother did you say something?"
Neza did not bother to reply to her instead he continued with what he was doing.
'Tch... what would he take to reply me. . . I guess he's just busy'
*******
The dark world returned to normal in a split second. A man in a worn out hat and tattered cloth walking on a mountain stopped for a brief moment. He looked towards the sky.
"Filler's Swordsmanship. . . kukukuku. . .perhaps some brat as picked it up and is putting it to good use, anyway if Filler's legacy is coming back to the world perhaps it's time I play some active role."
He laughed out as he continued his journey.
*********
The vice-principal stopped Rein's sword before it could drop. His ultimate defence was broken and he stopped the sword with his bare hands.
Blood dripped from his palm.
Rein opened his eyes, he staggered backwards. . .
'damn that skill takes too much stamina.'
"tsk tsk tsk, we've got so much to work on. Staggering after just using one powerful sword skill."
Rein crouched to get himself again.
The vice-principal stood in the front of him,
"Stand up..."
Rein looked at him,
'seriously . . . why do I have a bad hunch about this'
Rein belatedly looked around him and so how much damage he has caused, he opened his mouth in awe.
"Your dad is rich, he would have to pay a lot of bills"
'crappy-'
"We'll be starting from the fundamentals"
Rein checked his stat window as he struggled to get up.
[๐๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ญ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ: ๐๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐จ๐ง]
[๐๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ: ๐๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐จ๐ง(๐๐๐)๐ฅ๐ฏ2ยป๐ฅ๐ฏ7]
[๐๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ฆ ๐ก๐๐ฌ ๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐๐ค๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ]
[๐๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ: ๐๐ง๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐๐ง๐๐ ๐๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐จ๐ง(๐๐) ๐ก๐๐ฌ ๐๐๐๐ง ๐ ๐๐ง๐๐ซ๐๐ญ๐๐]
'goddamn gods. . .what damn adjustment?'
Rein stood up.
The vice-principal looked at him.
"We'll be starting with 100 pushups and after which you will run 10km"
"Eh... you cannot be se-"
"I'm very much serious. . .I have very much to teach you, but we have to work on your fundamental, and since you have no aptitude for mana, we would have to pour all into physical training"
He pats Rein's shoulder,
"Don't worry . . . I believe in you"
He wore his clothes and faced Rein,
"Oh, and you should now."
Rein stared at him as he went out of the private training room.
As the door opened, the three Master-level martial artists including the head instructor stood at the door entrance waiting for the Vice-principal to come out.
Rein fell to his butt as the door closed. Who said getting strong was ever gonna be easy.
"Is that the boy with the demon beas-"
"oho, I wouldn't like you prying into my business now would I ?"
They sloppily left.