Emeros and Serena charged without warning and dashed towards the students.
There were five captains, and the rest were nearly Captains in the class.
But Emeros went on the offense and picked the strongest one.
The one at the back of the class who was not wounded or bullied was clearly the strongest.
Emeros used his Ravager and Quick Blade speed and zipped through the line.
The students in front of Emeros either evaded or were blown back by the slapping steel of Emeros's large blade.
The large sword was of intricate design, a gift of the Prince. Forged in the ship at the request of Emeros, who also revealed numerous blacksmith techniques to the smithers. Emeros only had the theories but had no memories to put them into practice. Nevertheless, his little nuggets of gold, which he shared with the group serving the Prince, all became obsessed as they began to study the ways of smithing and enchantments from the theories that Emeros spouted.
The sword was the culmination of the harsh deadline that Prince Alistair bestowed on his men. It was enchanted with flames and had a great quality metal. It could rival Champion-Grade weapons.
BASH! BASH!
Emeros tore through the non-captains with his sword swinging high, sending three students flying.
The rest tried to rush back, but a whipping vine slapped out.
Serena also began to charge at the back and, with great herculean strength, lifted a man chasing Emeros's back.
She didn't use her weapon but threw it up high as he charged, grabbed the man, and performed a move that Emeros called the German Suplex.
CRASH!
The head of the student smashed on the ground as Serena used it to keep her body from touching the ground.
She then jumped backward and somersaulted to prevent another student from rushing in.
But the class had about twenty students, and they all began to try to organize themselves.
Mackerel found his chance and ran towards Emeros as the strange vine was harassing others.
But as he stepped forward, a strange energy gathered down the ground below him, and a pillar of mana shot out like a landmine.
BANG!
Mackerel was sent flying back, and suddenly, many explosions appeared.
A large glyph was glowing on the ground.
"An Energy Conversion Circle!" The tallest student shouted as he saw the explosions rocking around.
"No time to be looking around, Captain!" Emeros laughed.
The tall student drew his choice of weapon. A thin rapier appeared as he made quick stabs at the incoming Emeros as he quickly retreated with skillful footwork. He was running backward but was still moving at similar speeds to Emeros!
But even though he was five levels higher than Emeros, the fencing style thrust was clearly seen and easily evaded.
Emeros then used his large blade like a shield.
The energy surged below him, and Emeros stepped forward as another explosion occurred, sending Emeros running faster.
The thrust of the rapier could not stop Emeros's Charge.
BASH!
The tall student was knocked back and tried to recover his footing.
"Chevik Hartrock. Son of the Hartrock family, who heads one of the independent states here in the Floating Continent. But you are now a failed elite. A fallen noble. After that bloody battle where your family's enemies usurped the position of president, your standing here also dropped. Still... you rank at the top one hundred of this academy, correct?" Emeros smiled.
The tall student, Chevik, spat out some blood and was enraged at Emeros.
"You little brat!" Chevik roared.
"Call me teacher when class is in session." Emeros laughed and began to charge at him, swinging his sword wildly as many other students shot fireballs at him.
The sword slashed out and absorbed the fire that the mages sent out.
His sword began to glow red as Chevik arrived and made a dashing thrust.
Emeros swung his sword and blocked the rapier of Chevik.
BOOM!
A fireball shot out, blew on Chevik's face, and threw him back.
He tried to recover, but the specific ground he fell on was surging with magic.
BOOM!
The ground erupted and threw Chevik in the air.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The energy conversion circle he had created in his earlier visit was now doing as intended. The explosions looked random, but the truth was there was a pattern of attack.
There was panic, and some students tried to leave the circle. But the energy gathered and exploded, sending the students rolling back towards the center.
"Everyone! There is a pattern in this circle! I can't figure it out, but if we try to run out of the circle, the energy focuses there! Half the team focuses on distracting the woman and that vine while they try to get out of the circle! This will give us a chance to attack the teacher! The Circle... The circle is resonating with the teacher! We defeat him, and we stop the circle!" Makarel suddenly shouted.
"Oh? Someone gifted with the same eyes as me? No wonder you managed to crawl your way up here, brat!" Emeros laughed as he turned over to Mackerel.
"This is good! I don't have time to pursue enchantments... You would be a good inheritor of my lessons and be my enchanter!" Emeros smiled as he observed the youth. The entire battle was a test to see if the geniuses could figure out the circle based on the fluctuations. But from the words of Makarel, he seemed to have 'seen' through the magic.
Emeros needed allies who would be supporting him and pursuing a path. He was not as smart as Kyros. And even Kyros relied on his friends to perfect and surpass the knowledge that they had found.
The Steele family perfected all styles of the job-fighting class and made new ones. The Emberdons focused, took care of all magical theories, and even assigned blacksmiths and other experts they met through their journeys.
And now, Emeros found a student worthy of being his enchanter.
The students were all crying out and reforming their ranks.
Emeros didn't attack and called Serena and Vivindel back.
"Now that I have the class's attention... Lesson one. Fighting against mobs!" Emeros harnessed magic and pressed his palms on the ground.
The explosions stopped, but a red force field appeared and sealed the circle.
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