Sigh- argh- The man barely contained his annoyance-
"Fine…" He finally managed. "Albert- go take care of it." he whisked them away-
The butler though- "Unfortunately- the knight hall requires masters to formally register their apprentices- it is the new law to prevent forgery."
The other two chaos knights in the background were too busy… one was busy crying while the other, consoling.
Grinding his teeth- the very air shook and yet- "F-fine…!" Archivis managed.
"Yesh-" Albert celebrated behind the man- "Ahem- then- let us get you both dressed!"
"Wait- me too?" Flint asked- slightly concerned.
Meanwhile- "I'll get back to the academy then. Be sure to come back home right now-" Erveine said- eyeing the woman next to her.
Who in turn smiled- "Later, 'MY' lil Fil-" And with a wink, she was gone.
Making Erveine clench her teeth hard but she swallowed it anyway. "Later Fil-" She emphasized, grounding her teeth.
Leaving, "But of course, you're the one and only apprentice of my lord!" Albert grinned- showing that wicked smile of his.
'Wait, those two weren't his other pupils?'
Flint sweated… nervous sweat- yet-
"Alright."
***
Albert redid Flint's bandages-
And- brought in-
Dark and purple armor-
Heavy-
Yet- not that hard to move around.
They didn't give him a shield but rather a dark buckler. Instead of a typical sword he got a dark blade.
Standard stuff- the same stuff the other two had worn but… slightly lighter.
And Albert even gave him a healing potion that dulled all the pain-
"But aren't these really expensive?"
And they all fit him- almost perfectly.
Too perfect.
Had the man taken his measurements?
When?
How?
What?
"Yes- that's why we had you bring those trolls."
Oh-
Flint understood now. "But I didn't bring one-"
Changing room.
White curtains-
"Albert shrugged. Meh. Mah lord's not that poor-" he shrugged.
"What a drag." Similar but the lord's armor had… more flavor for the lack of a better word. And he was next to Flint but they were separated by a curtain of sorts-
Jagged- spikey- and even darker.
He had two swords and no shield.
No helmet-
And though really heavy- it didn't hinder his movement even a little- if anything he moved too easily.
"You look amazing Sir-" Flint said, poking his head through the curtain.
"Manners kid, manners. And flattery will get you nowhere. Let's go!"
"I meant that though…" He mumbled.
And got a suppressed snicker from the butler.
With that-
The three-
In a carriage-
Headed for the Knight hall-
***
Steps-
It was kind full-
"Is there any special occasion or something?" Flint whispered.
Dozens of knights and their pupils.
Chatter-
Kind of loud.
"It's the end of the month- responsible masters have come to report the progress of their pupils at the hall. It's important for licenses later on."
Large room.
Shiny floor.
Fragrance in the air.
'Oh yeah-' He also went through this in the past… he forgot all about it though.
No-
Actually.
He just didn't want to remember those days of his master just beating the shit out of him in front of others…
Yeah- he didn't want to remember that-
"Heh- worthless-" the lord said- walking ahead.
And Flint agreed.
It was worthless to him.
He just wanted to be stronger anyway.
Swish!
The air changed- something- wasn't right.
And though Flint's eyes and ears reported nothing unusual-
"Something-" Before his mouth could move-
His hand- and his buckler- quickly moved over to his master's face- in one fluid motion as he glowed in a faint light blue-
Clang!
And blocked an incoming sword-
A black scimitar-
But that's when Flint realized-
He'd been wrong.
It wasn't that his master hadn't noticed-
Rather-
His master already had a sword over his head- pointed straight at the perpetrator. "Impressive but unnecessary." He snorted- shoving Flint back at Albert.
"Have a bit more faith in your master-" Albert whispered. "After all-"
"Yeah- my body just… moved-"
Albert's eyes- flashed for a second but- "I see…" A faint grin at that too.
"Long time to see ArchiPig-" Feminine- sharp.
Black and golden armor.
Flowy Auburn hair, slit lips; kind of muscular.
"Likewise, DaBitch."
Aura-
Intense-
Murdering aura-
And yet-
At the same time-
"Knock it off you two-" A man walked this way- white hair- red eyes- dazzling armor.
The town holy knight; Paladin 7.
"Hmph- that bitch attacked me first. I'll move back if she begs on her knees-"
"Huh?" The woman glared- "Your dumb pupil got in the way or today you'd have been minced meat!"
"They're old rivals- my lord is stronger if you're wondering-" Albert answered, though Flint hadn't asked the question.
"Al-Al- stop spreading fake news!" She yelled.
"She also has a crush on my lord."
"Al-Al- you bastard!" Flushed-
Grinding her teeth- she launched herself but-
"Sacrace-" The paladin declared- shining- and engulfing the whole place-
'My body- paralyzed?' Or was it that the white aura just- didn't let him move?
Flint couldn't believe it-
But-
Then he saw-
He saw that man move-
Straight to Flint- "You- you have sense… meet me here at midnight." Barely a whisper.
The light ceased-
'When did he-'
The paladin was still way behind the other two knights- almost as though he hadn't even moved an inch.
The aura also disappeared-
Snorting- Archivis glared back. "We're leaving."
"But sir- the registration?" Albert paused… sighing. "I see."
And with that-
They just left hall. "You're okay being unofficial- right?" Archivis gave Flint a glance.
"As long as I can grow stronger- I'm fine with anything."
And he got a snort from his master as a reply.