ID: [ King Fisher ] (Vicuel Beckman)
< Crimson Mirage >
< Insect Piranha > [+3]
< War Rock Tortoise >
< Venus Peatrap > [+2]
< Purifier Sporeling >
VS
ID: [ TyrantFTW ] (Aldritch)
< Jigash >
< Julie >
< Booboo >
< Neophyte > [+3]
**
The crowd of students in the audience erupted into frantic cheering for the infamous rank 8 King Fisher,
The ranker who said to have a devious usage of the Flora species to a new specialized heights.
While on Aldritch's, there were few who would rally on his side.
As he hardly makes any friends or ally at the current circumstance.
With the both side making appearance on the platform where they have a glimpse of the opponent.
One has red hair and a simple appearance, he was a country boy that has down-to-earth aura and does not have any significant advantage in term of charisma.
However, those that recognized his heritage would think otherwise. The Beckmans was a family of "Fishermens"
And it would be gravely mistaken if you were assume the run-in-the mills definition of that word.
For Beckmans, assassination is no different from catching a fish - they are cut-throat when it comes to baiting and creating chains of events that would lead to advantagious outcome on their mission.
If water is their patience, they would be the Atlantic Ocean itself - and all the fishes swimming in ocean would be seized regardless of who it is.
Vicuel stepped forward to face Aldritch, upon glancing him - he was somewhat surprised but brushed it off with a hand streched forward to him,
The person being received, wearing an ominious dark mask that were concealing his features expected the action and proceed to return the handshake.
Of course, all of this were taught and drilled into the students as it is a formality required to gain a confirmation from both sides.
The two teachers handling the event this time, including Faella.
As the operation of the 'Simulation Battle' is delicate and required full-time surveillance, any mishaps can cost the students lives.
Right as the handshake was exchanged, the participants were guided to their own respective areas,
In front of them were a gate that ascend to another dimension, as they were already familiar with it had only thoughts about the upcoming battle.
"Alright, lady and gentlemen. Let's give it up for these two warriors about to fight for the honor of our generation!"
"King Fisher VS TyrantFTW!"
"Now begin the ID syncronization, "
"Fight or Fright, let's battle begins!"
The sillhoutte of Aldritch soon disappear into the spatial swirls leaving traces of anxious and regrets behind it.
**
Creator: [ Aldritch Leucognia ]
HP: [14]
MP: [40]
Title: [ The one who defiled all odds ]
Class: [ Appentice Acolyte ]
Paths: [
==
STR: [5]
AGI: [5]
DEX: [8]
DEF: [8]
VIT: [5]
CDF: [4]
INT: [10]
CHR: [7]
WILL: [10]
==
Passives:
[ Enchanced Mana ]
[ Sense Possibility ]
== Special stats ==
LORE: [?]
AP: [100]
SS: [3]
SP: [22/100]
== Special skills ==
[ Malign Creation ]: < Unknown Grade ??>
[ Eldritch's Influence]: < System Grade >
[ Infused intellect ]: < Red Mystic Grade >
== Red Skills ==
[ Erudite ]: < D+ >
[ Shadow Glimpse ]: < F- >
[ Manus Spirit ]: < C+ >
[ Yig's curse ]: < E >
[ Haamox's gift ]: < F+ >
[ Frost Wedge ]: < D- >
[ Grace of Revenant ]: < D >
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I inspected my status window after giving the orders for the "prep time" we've been given.
In every war, both sides will be given an ample amount of time - somewhere around 20-30 minutes depends on the formality and rules.
Then when the peace time is over, any hostile actions or aggression in the name of winning the war will be greenlit.
Of course, the academy and the national institutions won't be expecting a chivalrious attitude from the students when they are fighting in a war during a bona fide scenario.
However, appearances and simulation are necessary for them to gain experience and master to adapt from those experiences.
That's the real reason why 'Wars of Honor' exist in the academy - simulating the cruel reality that is the outside.
I would gaze upon the rainforest in front of my direction, the camp was just barely outside the amazonian terrain that separate myself from enemies.
Usually the battlefield would be chosen randomly, but knowing my luck.
The field that was chosen would be the one that favored the enemy the most.
But, that's nothing to be concerned about as i have some aces and strategic weapons myself.
I saw the Units working together to build a fort-like structure on the premise i gave them.
" My warlord, we've accomplished most of the tasks you've graced us with. I believe the plan is mostly plausible to complete. "
Jigash reported the completion of our mission, which is wonderful to see them doing it well with such efficiency too.
'Now let's see what King Fisher's move will be.'
**
In amist of a cave above a small lake that were like an oasis in the middle of a dense jungle and trees,
A certain bamboo-hatted man were laying down his monofilament in silence and hot to trot for catching preys.
" King, as you ordered we have setup an ambush for the flanks. "
" Shush now, Crimson. If i don't catch a fish here, you're going to be paying severely for it. "
"...As you wish. "
Crimson spoke in begrulling manner as not hiding her fear of the new king - although she possess the power of a top red grade,
She was effortlessly crushed by low-profiled bamboo-hatted man, he too posseses a strange assassination art that sent shivers down her spine and not letting her disobeying his will.
There is a quote that could describe him perfectly: "Do not mess with the man who is hush as a lake, and smite like thunder."
' A summoner would conceal himself, it's our duty to funnel our opponent into the corner - do not be arrogant Crimson. '
' Capitalized on our advantages and calmly eliminate the enemy while limiting the options they can take. I suspect that they will send out the weakest option first to lure you, do not engage and let the sporeling grow first. '
That's what the king decree and echoed to her until she could memorized it, word for words.
It's truly a cunning strategy, befitting of the one she's serving.
However, what she couldn't realized was how much she had underestimated her opponent...
In a split second, her king remarked in a strange tone to her.
"This...guy actually went all out?"
No resolve would maintain a rationel that the summoner that fact was known to be the weakest class in term of durability eagerly footing on the frontline with a unit next to him,
The unit itself was so domineering!
After a visual perception on the opposing side, it appears that being had been given a dominant life.
The unit with a pale armor-like carcasses embarked on and steadily traversing through the jungle, until finally immobilized the movement and then...
A luminious necrotic flashes were reflected upon the spinal-cord sword it carried and it striked forward to the direction of where the King Fisher's camp was,
*Tinkle*
*Crack!*
A slash of an unfathomable properties, it ate away at the life force of terrain in conjuction to it and the ecosystem in the amazonian forest slowly withered and crumbling before it.
King Fisher couldn't be wise to why the summoner would manifest it's power first, but nevertheless he was nervous and in fact felt intimidated by that power the opponent had wielded!
'Booboo, you will have to use the [Undying Curse] as a warning first. Our enemies will have to respond to your flashy move. '
'Whether or not they want to stop you from reaching their main base, '
'If they show any sort of reaction, it will be our win.'
' First step of Rapid Dominance is, '
' to display a power they cannot ignore '
'We will be the one who make the first move in this game.'