A week had long passed and Neon and the gang will resume their worrisome taste of relaxation. After they starved till they resort to eating some uncooked, monster flesh, they've become grateful for their mundane events. There currently in the presence of their teacher who discusses the tragedies of past events. Death, torment, suffering, and even more but one may think I'd be the work of monsters, but it came from one of their own
"Can anyone tell me what happened in the year 2043? Yes, you there what's your name again?" Whilst the rest of the students flip every page of their book, a single individual raises his hand from the crowd
"It's Neon, instructor. As for your question, the answer is the "Great elven war" that took place in Vietnam. Additionally, it was said they arrived about a month and hid their existence in the forest for so long,"
"Correct! Take your seat, Neon. As he mentioned the "Great elven war" occurred in the year 2043. As you all know elves are pacifists and they aren't that open to the use of violence. But that was before we got to know them, back then the system didn't have the perk of Common tongue," The instructor goes on and explain every single thing written in their textbooks but as usual he never pays attention
'These textbooks didn't cover the true story of the whole thing. I guess the US wouldn't be influential if the true reason for that whole fiasco was known. Ten years old, after two years of training as a child soldier I got sent to be one of their first batch of recruits. The horror was truly beyond my comprehension... I still remember that fateful day, what a dark and gruesome memory,'
Whilst he didnt suffer any signs of PTSD, the times he spent in Vietnam as a soldier were enough for his body to shake. War wasn't a place a child at the age of ten could survive and yet he prevailed from the hardships that came his way. His mind was filled with justice and his mind was yet to be broken by the ugliest truth of the world which
'Trees, grass, soil, and everything else that's stationed in their territory sends shivers down my spine. They blend well with their environment and because of magic, you wouldn't know if that snoring tree is an elf or monster in disguise. But how did a ten-year-old survive such a nightmare difficulty game setting?'
'Believe it or not, I volunteered to have myself injected with the government experimental drugs that increase my overall strength. The alchemist of that time was mad scientists who were supported by the government and use kids as a means of their guinea pig. But the reason why the US was so eager to fight them was because of their artifact eyed by one of their scientists,'
'The artifact to control monsters that the caster has injured. Once they've been marked by that artifact they'll become a slave to the alchemists will. When I was thirteen I was tasked with capturing that person who'd hone rogue for my final mission and destroying any trace of the artifact. That rogue alchemist brought one of the most gruesome and inhumane things of all, the creation of chimeras,'
"If I didn't follow my instructor at that time, who knows I might have been a pawn of the government. Instructor Kirika... Hehehe, my first love and the woman who turned me into a man before I turned fourteen. Come to think of it, I might have been far too mature for my age~" He didn't realize that his mouth was wide and he had not one but all the students near his seat listening in his memories
However, their uncontrolled laughter made it clear they think he's been fantasizing about his graduation as a boy
(Want me to kill them...? Vestal will gladly take the lives of the fools who dare mock you, master)
'It's not worth it... Let them be, it gets old beating some sense into the youth when I did so for forty-nine days. Since you're awake, did you find anything useful when you invaded the mind of the terrorist I'd caught? They're getting more and more active after I returned from our week-long session,'
(No luck, it seems they kept their people in the dark and the person you nabbed was powerful enough to resist. It appears that we're at a dead end from our lead... How about that side plan you mentioned before? I'd heard most of the details from Glutton, I think that's our only way~)
"Earth to Neon! Hello, do you hear me...? I asked if you want to be the representative of our class. The other teachers from the student-faculty have realized your worth, it seems that you've made quite a name. Top scorer in both written and practical exams, do you want to be this class's representative or not?" His instructor asked him whether or not he'll continue after his request has been permitted
"Since not a single person is opposing this idea, I thought that I should just ask for your thoughts. But let me make this clear, a representative will force you to spend most of your time within the premise of the school. Do you wish to continue with your choice or would you back away?" This was the other idea he made in the case that there's nothing more he can extract from his captives
Becoming the representative grants one the authority that'll affect the academy and its activities. But with all that power, the representatives are in charge of lowering the workload of their instructors. Apart from that, they're said to hold a meeting every week for them to discuss and review the weekly casualties of the academy
'It's just a glimpse but the fabric I saw led me to think I need to gain a higher position before I take my step. Similar in design, and fabric, but most of all it has better defensive capabilities. There are only a few people who're granted such uniforms, the one im looking for is either an exception or a representative,'
The day ends so early than he'd expected it to be, the sun was nearly present, and the streets became deserted. With the silence, he received on his way back to his home, a figure was slowly approaching his side. It seems his mind was troubled and he couldn't detect the perpetrator and continued his stroll in the sinister streets
"Today was tiresome as they can get, who'd known they slave me away after I became the representative~ Who's there!!!" When his mind manages to regain its usual state, his senses came back and he felt an aura that lurked in his surrounding
The streets were now packed with a bunch of thugs that approach him with the intent to end his life. Their numbers can easily pressure just about anyone, and their aura was enough for them to have a title. Nonetheless, these people wanted more than they could chew
"The descriptions perfectly matched... This guy's the one our client told to cripple and beat him till he's disfigured. Don't try running, from this point on, struggling will only make it harder for yourself~" The figure he's been wary about the time he learned of their presence had now made its appearance
The first thing this mysterious individual did was silence the mouths of those who tried to oppose his existence. One of the thugs was sent flying with a single punch and the others who rallied together fainted without a doubt. The mist which enveloped their surroundings was strong to easily place the rest of their members to sleep
The figure piqued his interest and Neon decided to play along with the outcome of the events. He purposely lost his footing and his body was about to fall to the ground, and before he knew it, his body was caught. The figure was unusually gentle and he never once felt his life being threatened by the aura it emits
"Master are you okay~" Before he could hear the words of this figure, he extended the reach of his hand and the body if his target brushed with his own
[System: The guardian's special ability [Fangs of the hydra] has been triggered!!!
(Poison creation) Passive: The caster can create poison from their bodily fluids and any form of effect is ineffective to the producer of said poison]
"Waaah! Master, it's too early for things like this~ Ahhhh!!!" His finger reaches the mouth of the individual and slowly he poured the number of toxins he required
[Status: The target of your poison has been affected with [Paralysis] due to its potency, they couldn't move a single inch]
When he finally gained the upper hand, Neon reaches to unmask this mysterious individual before his every eye. Robe, mask, and all sorts of items are responsible for changing her appearance, voice, and tone, and even concealing her true form. When all of the aforementioned items were removed, Neon was stunned when faced with her identity
"It can't be... Gwendolyn?" A name of a maiden was then invoked, a description that matches a vivid memory of his past would dwell in his sight
The ill-fated child, Gwendolyn Mystralath... An elfling whose skin was pale as white, and hair rivals the snow. When she arrived a week before, she wastes no time and look for the last warmth that appeared in her life. She tears up and her body easily rejected his drug and her arms extended for a hug
"Master... I'm glad that you're alive. This isn't a dream, am I correct, and not a figment of my imagination? This warmth, I haven't forgotten about it, after you left. My master is alive the great alchemist Ernest quel~"
"I haven't used that name since I've awakened... I go by the name Neon~ ah shit!!! I just ruined the mood, didn't I? Well, this is awkward. Do you ugh want to go to a cafe? I haven't eaten since I left the academy," Thus their heartwarming reunion ended with his remarks about correcting her mistake