122 The Festival Begins (1/2)

”Wait, I know you don't I?” Faust asks in a surprise.

”Yes, of course. You were detained because of me.”

”I thought you were lucky that you escaped in the name of detention. But I saw the purge wars.” Awarnach, who is mighty and looked like a hungry beast, now looks calm and relaxed.

”I want to tell you that I'm sorry for not believing you.” People around both Awarnach and Faust are shocked seeing Awarnach apologizing to Faust.

Faust just keeps watching Awarnach without speaking a word, he just keeps smiling. ”Can I ask you to learn my martial arts? It's not a popular one, but, I really want you to keep it in your arsenal. It is based on misdirections and deflection of weapons in midair.  Please accept my request.” Awarnach stretches his hand for a handshake while offering Faust his skills.

In this era, with no handful of martial artists. Martial arts, scripts and scrolls are treasured in a hope to pass the skills down to younger generations. Most of these are scrolls are owned by the powerhouses.

And getting a chance to learn a martial arts, no matter how low tier it is, benefits a person in getting into one of the houses as a soldier. ”I will think about it.” Faust with a smile, shakes hands with Awarnach. ”But, can I know the reason why you are willing to help me learn your skills?” Faust asks him as he, Awarnach and Aion are walking inside the school.

”I just want my martial arts to shine in your Arsenal set of skills. It is also good to be on good terms with a powerful captain like you.” Awarnach walks beside Faust, almost like his lackey while praising him.

”Ahhhh, nice, I will cherish your skill and try to uplift it by merging with my other skills.” Faust replies to him.

”Merge it?” Before awarnach could ask for details, he finds himself in the principal room with only Faust. He looks for left and right for Aion before finding him outside the door. He realizes that he forgot his surroundings while talking about the martial arts.

”Wh-why are here?” Awarnach whispers in the ears of Faust.

”I'm back in school sir, I hope I can go back to my classes as usual?” Faust asks the principal who is staring at him with a proud smirk on his face.

”Ahh, yes! Welcome back, how did your purge go?” Shizu starts a normal conversation with Faust.

”Ah, by some luck, it went good sir. Look at this, I also got into some class ha-ha.” Faust pridefully shows his captain's cloak to the principal.

”That is very good,  a senpou class huh? You should have worked harder to get a better one. And I happen to hear your conversation earlier as soon as you guys entered the room.”

”You guys don't need to set up a date to learn something. Your school festival, training begins from tomorrow. You guys can train yourself with the remaining members that are going to the festival with you.” Shizu explains.