
I don't know if I should be happy, or if I'd be more insecure with the compliments of my two roommates, Yasmin and Salome.
The real reality happened when we started classes at the academy. More than thirty students and students in that class were genius children who came from the cities of our Negri Dorado. What was more unfortunate was that, other than geniuses, they were on average from the family of state officials, or at least the family of wealthy nobles.
A girl named Chino Akae. From his name and physical appearance alone, it was obvious that he was a descendant of the Han tribe from the land of Hydra. But who would have thought that this Chino Akae is the only daughter of a colonel in our Negri Dorado military.
This Chino Akae was a sweet sixteen-year-old girl, black-haired as dark as night, straight dangling like a waterfall. His eyes were like an eagle, sharp with a straight yellow face with a height of about one hundred and seventy inches. He always wore boots made of choice cowhide. Do not ask how much the shoes cost - well even though we are distributed uniforms both clothing and shoes by the academy.
As the daughter of a medium-sized military officer, of course this Chino Akae from an early age had been training with battle techniques. The girl was even good at using swords - I saw her demonstrate one sword technique in the dining room, when we all ate together that night.
Chino is even very adept at using arrows, even he claimed that an arrow tool called a crossbow, is everyday food when he trains at his home. From the stories he deliberately told out loud in the dining room, I knew that Chino was often hunted by his father the colonel.
Even this Chino Akae boasted that he had once shot a leopard, which instantly died in one shot of his crossbow. Of course, everyone was amazed to hear Chino's booing, and maybe I was the only one who snorted at him.
Chino Akae heard my cold snort, and from that very second, the girl put my name on the list of enemies she had to bully.
Actually I don't care about bullyan Chino because I came to this place was to become a Knight - instead of being a firebender like Mr. Shaakir said.
This Akae Chino has one best friend named Sakandhi Rokana, a young noble boy in Virgo City who is said to be in the group of ten wealthy people of Virgo City.
Sakandhi's body is quite high for a child his age. One hundred and eighty inches I think is a height for a fifteen-year-old. Sakandhi is also very good at using swords, because of the stories of girls who are interested in him (including Salome and Yasmin) they tell that Sakandhi has even had a personal teacher for fighting techniques since he was seven years old.
Well.. I think enough already I describe two people who then like forming an alliance to bully me, right? You can imagine what my suffering would be during my training in the academy right?
That's very true. With the skills of the two children, whenever there was a chance of sparing, the two of them unreservedly hit me intentionally, without reducing the strength in the slightest. I then became very resentful of the combat technique lessons, because that idiot instructor always put me in a sparring otherwise with Chino, he put me up to spar against Sakandhi.
I haven't told you yet, our martial instructor is a big tall man, a bare-handed swordsman and martial arts expert named instructor Canabbas. According to Canabbas, I, as the only student who knows nothing about fighting, must train with a real martial artist, so that my combat techniques can develop quickly.
I think I forgot to tell you all. What makes me so upset besides sparing tempr with two bully children is, I have to be in class with Chino Akae and Sakandhi Rokana on certain lessons. Basic magic, for example.
Why do I have to meet those two bullies in a special class? Because Chino Akae is a special excess girl of spellcaster and Sakandhi Rokana is a special excess child of water controllers.
Seriate.
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