I immediately thanked him before rushing out of the classroom.
Now that we have that small problem resolved, let's enjoy some sparring with my friends… I'm just kidding.
I hate sparring with them because they're all so talented, and I can't even keep up with them most of the time.
Well, I can keep up with Aisa, but that's pretty much it as her backup weapon is a serrated dagger that you'd use to cut a loaf of bread or something.
"Oh, you finally here? Did the teacher chew you out good?" A familiar voice called out to me as I arrived under a large tree.
The massive canopy spread out for an entire kilometer in diameter, overshadowing all of the students who came to relax or hang out with their friends under the cool shade.
Small cracks of sunlight managed to slither through the canopy, creating this elusive and relaxing feeling as you laid your back against the prickly grass.
"He didn't chew me out," I replied before glancing at the light sparring session happening in the distance.
Findir was fighting against a girl who used water magic but to be honest, she was really weak compared to him.
It was obvious that he was holding back in order to not make her look bad in front of her friends.
"I really can't get over how cool his fighting style is," I muttered, and Cy beside me nodded in agreement.
Findir fought with twin sickles, one in each hand, and not only did he use them in close combat, but he also created flying blades of black wind that tore through most magical attacks… well, they weren't right now as he was holding back greatly.
"It's very cool... but I think mine is better," Cy replied.
"..."
"I'm afraid to look at your face because I can sense the aura of that look which is trying to tell me that I'm crazy," Cy responded, his face unwavering as he continued to watch the spar.
"Do you only have spear skills?" I asked.
"Yeah, but they're much better than yours,"
This guy… He has a god complex, doesn't he? Plus… he doesn't even try to be subtle with it… I'll have to continue to carefully watch him because when guys like these break… they fall all the way down.
I'm not just saying down to earth, but essentially down to hell.
Realization is the hardest thing to come to terms with… especially when your entire life you thought you were basically king, or god if you want.
And... he's a kid... so the realization will be much worse.
"Have you ever lost a match?" I asked.
"Of course I have,"
Well, maybe it is just arrogance because this is clearly not confidence.
"Why do you ask?"
"Nothing. Just curious,"
After a few hours of waiting about and watching each sparring match pass by, eventually, it was my turn up.
As I grabbed one of the wooden spears, a girl with a wooden longsword stepped up, and she seemed a bit quiet.
I didn't pay her any attention previously as she was just continuously picking the grass as she patiently waited for her turn.
Tan skin, long black hair, and eyes that glistened like emeralds.
Each one shone in the shadow of the tree like a real gem, and I couldn't help but admire their beauty for a few seconds.
"Your eyes are really cool," I complimented her, but she didn't say anything back as she just dashed towards me… with multiple openings.
I guess I should test her out.
I stabbed my spear straight forward a couple of times, and she just barely managed to pary them as I jumped back.
SHING
After seeing that she was continuing to charge forward, I swung my spear downwards, but all of a sudden, her speed increased, and her sword had slammed against my stomach.
"Please stop testing me," She says as I catch my breath.
I wasn't trying to underestimate her but instead try to see what she was trying to do as when somebody has that many openings, they are obviously trying to bait me into doing something.
"*sigh*... I really hate geniuses," I muttered before standing up and taking a deeper stance.
All of a sudden, the girl swung her sword downwards towards my head, and as it was too fast to dodge, I was forced to block it.
But, just as she was about to use the bounce to redirect for another hit, I parried her sword to the side and hit her stomach with the end of my spear.
"Ugh… *cough* *cough* *cough* *cough*,"
She collapsed to the ground, clenching her chest as she tried to regain her breath.
"Pretty good," I muttered.
"HEY! YOU GOT MY BLOOD BOILING IN EXCITEMENT! SPAR ME!" Cy shouts, pushing the girl to the side.
"Huh? I'm tired. Let me rest,"
"Oh, come on, you didn't even try!" He shouts before swinging a wooden spear down onto my shoulder, causing me to lose my grip on my left hand.
As the balance tilted in favor of my right hand, he hit the left side of my spear, causing it to fly out of my grip.
SHING
And then, he stabbed the hilt into my stomach.
"Mother- Mmm... Damn," I held back my curse as I tried to regain my breath.
"Alright, calm down," Findir says, intervening as Cy looked like he wanted to actually fight me to the death.
His action wasn't based on malicious intent, but I guess seeing somebody using a spear-like him riled him up… showing just how much of a child he really was.
It is easy to forget that these guys and girls are all pretty much fourteen years old, and they're already this strong.
You should never judge them based on their appearance.
Soon, our second period and third period quickly came as the day passed by pretty quickly.
In Spear Theory, we had a test on our proficiency which I just barely managed to pass, and in Gun Theory, we also had a test, but this one I passed without much trouble.
After all these were finished, I had a light snack before meeting up with the leader from before.