Chapter 328 - Fallout (1/2)
*Report of Class 2A's progression.* Written in bold; a file-stamped and approved by the guild leaders laid on the table. The interface on, the usual amber color changed to one blue and bright. In the company of Serene who had her attention on another matter, Staxius held his breath. A week and a few had passed, the sun rose around two hours ago. Contact with the students was cut for the duration. Focused on gaining the adventuring pass, 2A showed their resolve.
'Guess the time is here,' with breath held, a slide of the flowery shaped letter-opener, the papers slid across to land on the table. Individual reports for each, '-let's see.'
[Mage's Guild:]
Ysmay Mallkin - Pass
Anastasia Whitstar – Pass
Kim Lone Franquet - Pass
Christina Valerie - Pass
Mille Stalin – Pass
Timothy Clark - Pass
[Fighter's Guild]
Eira Haggard – Pass
Fletcher Vega - Pass
Harold C.u.mber - Pass
Simone Style - Pass
Tony Parker ��� Pass
'They did it,' he smiled, '-not less from A-ranked students,' on his feet sharply, Staxius reached for the door without speaking to Serene. The latter gazed over her shoulder with a nod to return to work. Climbed down the flight of stairs, the destination in mind was the guilds. Abrupt, the walk had few gazing in awe at the King. A mere gust of wind that blew through the door and out of Roth.
Few steps away stood the Trader's guild with carriages filled with items.
”Guild Master,” waved a lady with a wink.
”Guild Leader Haru,” nodded, he continued down the street.
”Guild master,” opened with a jingle, the guild assistant held breath for someone of power had come personally. Unusual for nobility would send a messenger or a retainer to carry messages.
”Aimon,” walked towards the counter, ”-I've come to see the Guild Leader.”
”Sure,” no questions asked, ”-Master Ryul is at the training grounds,” he pointed at the back.
Flashes of light, the air charged with volatile Mana, a boom, resulted in the dust flying all over. Caught in a storm, Staxius had his elbow to his face as a way to not breathe the particles. At the center was the students and guild leader, a fight had ended with no apparent victor.
”Good,” from a low stance to the ground, Ryul stood to dust off his robe. ”I'm sure, thee, temporary adventurers shall be fine. Go out proudly for I've deemed thee all worthy. Try and not die, glory can only be gotten if one is alive.” Limped and some on the floor face down, clothes torn and faces dirtied, the young ladies' hair, usually of a gentle nature was oily and rough. Their faces, untouched by injuries, held looks of extreme fatigue. One of the most prominent factors were dark-circles underneath the eye. A side note to consider was their ear-lobe, it had darkened due to mana fatigue.
”Thou hath succeeded,” approached a tall figure of a man.
”Majesty,” bowed Ryul out of respect.
”Tis good to see that the students survived thy training.”
”All but naught sire, mine training isn't a matter of praise for tis was their passion and grit.”
”Acknowledge by Ryul,” from stern, ”-good job, Class 2A,” to casual, he held out a hand to Timothy who laid head first.
”T-thank you,” stood with utmost pain, mana exhaustion was palpable, hard was it to have a firm balance as Timothy would lean to one side.
”Majesty,” coughed Anastasia, ”-we did good on our promise,” her face, lesser of anger and more of relief, ”-I won't remain silent. Are thou still sure of Eira's superiority?” flames of which had his inner self shouting in anticipation.
”Thou have proven far more than was due. Congratulations.”
Giving a smile, ”-'m glad,” her head rolled back to which she fell.
*Mana Control: Waves,* with a snap, the mana in the vicinity that all but flowed aimlessly until called upon, rose with a shock. Attracted to a singular point on the battle arena, a bed of which felt fluffy and warm caught Anastasia's unconscious body.
”Majesty?” on edge, ”-what art thou doing?” asked Ryul who stepped away.
”Controlling mana,” said in a reassured tone, ”-you need not worry. It shall take but a few moments,” *Mana Control: Spiral,* from waves to now a circle, it went around the students. ”Replenish,” mumbled underneath his breath, the mana lost in battle recharged without difficulty.