55 Osp Day 1 - Stop The Sorry (1/2)

I slowly rose, faced my distraught eldest brother and held his eyes; swiftly extended my left hand, palm upward and sharply brought my open right hand down on my left palm at a right angle then slapped his cheek to calm his hysteria.

”Enough of the sorry. This is what it is. I don't blame you for anything.” I warmly signed and hugged him when he had calmed down.

I pulled away and turned to Leinard and Dr. Samuel. Both men had readjusted their uniforms, so they looked respectable men of their ranks.

”So, will my mind s.h.i.+eld break down again?” I signed.

”No.” Leinard skilfully signed. ”I think. We'll need to monitor you regularly to be sure. Especially if someone or thing attempts to penetrate deeper into your thoughts and memories.”

It made me realised if knowing sign language was a mandatory form of communication amongst the knights.

”It is. So, there won't be any problems with the knights being able to talk with you.” Leinard rea.s.sured me in my mind. ”A lot of knights have suffered hearing damage in the field. Colin being mute, it was a reason we made this skill mandatory knowledge.”

I sighed and eased back into the lounge, coming to terms with my silence.

The positive was I was able to still hear Leinard, War, Small Cap, Wilfred and Jensen's voices in my mind through telepathy. I glanced to Death who sighed despondently.

Our attention was directed towards Keiran's entrance into the room with Deacon.

They reminded us of our training and time being crucial. The fact that we were attacked at Academy Lane by the Baleful Rider and Aidoneus meant our time for the next stage was reduced to six weeks maximum.

”What're we waiting for?” I looked to Ryuu for the way to my cla.s.s.

I caught Leinard's smile as he pa.s.sed me, and also a sight of his clenching fists that he shoved into his pant pockets when he saw I had noticed. A strange feeling lingered around him. I frowned.

”Are you alright?” I asked him in his mind.

”Pay attention to your lessons, but if you feel unwell, stop and let Ryuu know.” He spoke in thought and left the room.

”Gat s.h.i.+em Brothers. Before you leave, you must know why you need to learn.” Deacon skilfully signed.

His eyes lingered on mine for sometime before he asked Ryuu and Dr. Mercer to step outside and for my brothers to take a seat again.

The gentlemen complied.

We a.s.sumed spots on the three seater, facing Deacon and Keiran who stood with purpose before us.

”Time is running out. I suspect the Illuminate Group are advancing their tactics. Otherwise, they wouldn't have bothered to attack our academy.” Deacon soberly signed his concerns.

It was the first time I detected genuine concern from him. Almost to say, he was doing his best not to appear shaken.

”Sir, has the group or anything attacked a student or knight in that lane before?” I coolly asked.

Deacon shook his head and added that it should have been impossible since Academy Lane was protected by wards and charms imbued in the maple trees with ancient magic.

The maple trees were blessed with strong and rare form of protection magic called Ma.s.siah, which was a combination of Sacral Cakra and Force magic.

The Ma.s.siah was a rare practice only a few clans from the East Hold of Gonade had mastered and pa.s.sed down to family generations (literally) through bloodlines.

”The one who knows this skill in our order is Jensen, since his family was one of the last two Ma.s.siah clans. Those clans are now extinct.”

”What happen to them?”

”Ma.s.sacred with non ma.s.s members (those without the Ma.s.siah skill) sold into slavery,” Deacon factually answered.