In the kingdom of Elista , in a lush , green valley, surrounded by mountains. The kingdom's castle visible in a distance , its towers rising above the trees. The capital city bustling with activities , with merchants selling their wares and people going about their daily lives. In the center of the city a large market square, where people gather to trade goods and gossip. a mile away from the capital just enough to have a peaceful atmosphere and retreat but close enough to enjoy the benefits of the city is a tall, white and beautiful mansion second to only the palace surrounded by manicured lawns and gardens, located in a lush, green forest. The mansion is painted a pristine white, with gilded windows and an elegant entrance way and at the top of the mansion a symbol, a three cornered shape (triquetra) white in color. The lawns are immaculately trimmed, and flowerbeds line the walkways ,walking down a winding path through the forest, tall trees creating a canopy of greenery overhead. The air is cool and smells of pine and damp earth. Hearing the call of birds in the distance, and the occasional rustling of leaves as a small animals scurries through the underbrush. emerging from the forest to find a stately manor house , its gleaming white walls shining in the afternoon sun. approaching the mansion, it's a constructed of fine white marble, with columns that soar towards the sky. The windows are outlined with ornate gold trim, and above the entrance, a grand balcony overlooks the gardens. At the top of the building, a golden weathervane shines in the light, and a small fountain trickles nearby. A set of polished wooden doors is the entrance to the manor, and above the doors is a coat of arms with a golden lion , The garden is located in the front of the mansion, with a stone walkway that leads to the front doors. The garden is divided into sections, each filled with a different type of flower. In one area, the tulips are tall and pink, their petals fluttering in the wind. In another, a row of tall, white lilies stands like soldiers. In another, a hedge maze winds through the garden, its bushes trimmed into perfect squares. There are benches placed throughout the garden, each covered in intricate patterns of vines and flowers. Inside, the mansion is filled with antiques and exquisite artwork, and the windows overlook the expansive grounds , The interior of the manor is just as impressive as the exterior. Stepping through the front doors and are greeted by a large entry hall, its floor covered in polished marble. Along the walls are paintings in ornate golden frames, depicting scenes of nature and battle. You can see two hallways that lead away from the entry hall, each leading to different parts of the house. One hallway leads to the training room, which is filled with different kinds weapons of every kind. Legendary Swords, shields, and armors are on display, as well as a variety of other weapons from different eras. The training room is large and airy, with high ceilings and windows that let in the sunlight. In the center of the room is a large sparring mat, where warriors can practice their skills. Along one wall is a rack of training weapons, including legendary swords, staffs, and daggers etc that Hellsing family have used over the ages , On another wall is a set of armor mannequins, each dressed in armor from a different era showing all their history , what they have gone through, all their suffering ,endeavor , all their hard earned sweat to reach where they are . armors from the Renaissance era , the medieval period, and even the modern- medieval day tactical gear, on the center of sparring mat a young boy looking at him , he looks to be in his teens 13 year's A/N : to be more specific; wet white messy hair that reaches his shoulder, hair that reflects the sun light that light up the room , wearing a white vintage blouse showing his pale tone bare chest with a white joggers that is soaked with sweat ,his almond white eyes , focused and distant , his pale , unblemished skin like face like a winter moon , luminous, ethereal , his expression focused on just swinging a wooden sword every swing was different , it becomes faster , shaper , more refrained , not losing any momentum, sweat dripping on the floor , lost any sense of time and he didn't really care , he doesn't know how long he has been swinging his sword maybe minutes, hours , he doesn't really care , right now all his mind, body , soul was focused on just swinging his wooden sword, to him everything was slow , lonely , calm , quiet , he felt his body urging him to stop but he really didn't care , he was so focused that he didn't even notice his teacher coming into the training room wearing a tight black vest that brought out his broad tone chest and his muscular body with a black joggers, even due his teacher was not concealing himself .
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Travis: Abaddon!
; Shouting his name because he knew that his student is not going to hear him because he didn't sense him entering , Abaddon finally stopping after many hours
Abaddon: how long have it been.
Looking at his teacher with his usually cold , distant eyes but right now it was weary , his breathing was irregular , his limbs were numb for practicing for so long
Travis : it has been 12 hours , half a day you have been going at it , seriously do you want to die.
Abaddon : why are you here ?
Not trying to answer his teacher previous question,
Travis: I came here to just to stretch or do you want to have a little spare or you are going to make an excuse that you too tried
His lips curving mischievously, staring at his student that looks like a sweating bucket
Abaddon: sure thing old man but don't die on me
Travis : yeah , yeah and who are you calling old man
Speaking in a nonchalantly manner, Picking two sliver color sword , throwing one to Abaddon
"And please try to entertain me"
Both taking there stance's looking at each other tension building up in the air
Travis : one more thing I am going for the kill.