Chapter 5 - Weapons Of Panspermia (2/2)
Three of the four other chosen ones looked curiously at Luke, but only one of them felt like approaching as they walked to the entrance door.
”Hey, hey, I've never seen a canine-type half-beast before! Where are you from?!” Atilath questioned excitedly.
The half-wolf knew that his type was rare, as was Meredith's, and this was one of the factors that made their friendship last for so long. As children, both of them had to shave their tails every week so that they wouldn't get bulky and attract attention when they went begging, but now they didn't have to go through that anymore.
”Ann... Born and raised in Oukiwa.” Luke lied. In reality, Luke knew he had not been born in this town.
”I've never heard of a half-beast in the Oukiwa Academy.” Wallace intruded into the conversation; however, he kept his distance.
”I never went to Oukiwa Academy.” This statement coming from Luke surprised everyone because the Oukiwa Noble Academy was where all the young people of the city studied.
Atilath did not want to disturb him anymore, so she distanced herself from him. As they entered the house, Oliver said: ”Follow me and don't touch anything.”
Luke imagined that the house would be full of servants, but there was no one. The few pieces of furniture that were in the place were covered in plastic and white cloths.
The five were guided into a large empty hall, which was over fifty feet long and at least ten feet high. The windows of the room were huge, which lit up well even while it was raining on the beast side.
”You five will fight here. The last one standing will get the spot.” As everyone got his attention, Oliver would be happy with any outcome. ”However, there are three rules that you cannot break. Number one: No killing blows. Number two: Don't use magic, and Three: Don't attack me.”
”Attack you? Why would we do that?” Wallace questioned, confused.
”I'm with your weapons, some of you might want to steal.” Oliver carried a pouch on his back, where he placed the physical weapons and the Panspermia Weapons. ”This pouch prevents the invocation of the Panspermia Weapons, so don't think about that either.”
This was the exact reason why the Panspermia Weapons were so famous and expensive. They didn't need constant repair because they repaired themselves when elicited, were versatile, and were also very strong. If they evolved, even ordinary ones would be even more expensive and unique.
”Otherwise, you can cause any damage to this room, because soon that mansion will be demolished. Just avoid making too much noise.” Oliver said.
Luke didn't understand, but he didn't care either; after all, his fighting style was pretty quiet.
”We'll fight with what weapons, then?” Stella, the champion of the Tournament of Legends, questioned.
The old guard dropped the bag of weapons on the floor, and from inside his armor, he pulled out five glass orbs. ”I will lend each of you an ordinary knife-type Panspermia Weapon. I know proficiency is a great factor to analyze, but for today, I want to know about you and the skills in which you excel.”
And then he handed each of them an orb. Even Luke, who had never held a Panspermia Weapon in his hand, knew how to summon it just by touching it. He was amazed and contemplated gathering money to buy one.
The old guard, before shouting, checked that he had a reasonable margin of the distance between the chosen ones. ”Ready? Don't forget the rules! Three, two, one and start!”