Chapter 214 Bad Teacher (1/2)
Arran hurried through the training fields, feeling soroup of novices he was supposed to train The sun was already up and groups of students were gathering in the fields around him, but he had yet to find his own novices
At rando wolanced at him as he approached, but then, her eyes ide ”You're the one who defeated Doran!”
”I a for…” He paused, trying to recall the naon's Fist,” she corrected hiures they'd let you train the House's most advanced novices You'll find theate”
Arran quickly thanked her, then departed at a run
Now that he knehere to go, he found the group in minutes There were about three dozen novices, paired off and sparring against each other Walking ae Arran had faced the previous day
The adept still bore several large bruises on his face froreeted the newco late,” Arran said ”I had soroup”
”No matter,” Doran replied ”A few in?”
”I suppose,” Arran said In truth, he felt far fro this fate
”Everyone, gather up!” the adept called out loudly He waited for the novices to gather, then said, ”This is Initiate Ghostblade Starting today, he will joinyou”
The novices looked at Arran with some curiosity, but then, one of them spoke up ”Is this a joke? We are to be instructed by an initiate?”
The novice who spoke was a young man with short, dark hair and a clean-shaven face His eyes held a hint of arrogance that caused Arran to feel an immediate dislike toward him
”See this, Levo?” Doran pointed at the bruises covering his face ”He's the one who did that Initiate or not, his skill is well beyond yours You would do well to learn from hio wide-eyed with surprise Apparently, word of the previous day's events hadn't yet spread to everyone
Yet although the novice named Levo shut his mouth, his expression reh to convince hi the novice's doubtful look, Doran turned to Arran ”Since this is your first tiest we instruct the another Valley's take on the styles they know”
Though Doran intended well, Arran paled at the suggestion
He had trained in swordsmanshi+p for several years already, but he had never seriously studied any single style, much less mastered one Instead, he simply used the scattered techniques he had picked up over the years, relying on his instincts to coh, he decided that there was nothing for it but to tell the truth
”I don't know any co any single style — I've always just co those best suited for the situation”
Doran frowned, but before he could say anything, Levo spoke up once more This time, there was a hint of mockery in his voice
”The initiate doesn't even know any styles? And he's supposed to teach us?” The young ainst you, but that doesn't mean he's qualified to teach us”
”Is that so?” Doran said the words calmly, but there was a subtle coldness to his voice as he spoke ”Anyone who believes Ghostblade isn't qualified to teach this group, step forward”
Naturally, Levo wasted no ti just that But a moment later, another novice followed, and then another Before long, most of the novices had joined him
There was a satisfied look on Levo's face when he looked at the others around hiree that this initiate is unworthy,” he said, a s expression on his face
”Indeed,” Doran replied ”All of you who stepped forward, draw your swords Now!”
Confused looks crossed the novices' faces, but they did as the adept said The tone of his voice brooked no argument