"I know you did big deeds, but the competitions aren't only about strength," the master argued.
"That's why I'll leave here and focus entirely over the academy and its lessons," Arthur calmly said before adding, "but leaving the city in such critical moments while every dark clan is stirred against me isn't wise."
"So you want to appoint us as your city bodyguards?" another master said in a mocking tone, yet Arthur replied with calm smile before answering him:
"It's not to guard the city," he shook his head before pointing his finger up, "this city has the strongest defenses ever in this world. Not a mere dark clan army or armies can penetrate such defense."
He wasn't bragging without any ground. He knew during their stay here they must have noticed and thoroughly checked his walls and the mighty defensive shield in it.
"A shield with no force to kill the invaders is useless even if it's such a mighty shield," the master kept arguing with him.
"I can't agree more," Arthur nodded before adding, "so I want to appoint you here to help train my citizens."
"For what?" another master said.
"Don't say the competition. We already have our team ready to go to the next competition in a month's time," a third master bragged while cutting the road on Arthur to use this chip.
As Arthur was thinking about offering some treasures to them, his golden dragon gave him the answer he was seeking.
"I want to challenge them," Arthur followed the words of his golden dragon without hesitation.
"What?" it was Cesile who exclaimed in surprise this time. "This team is already containing all the grade nine and eight disciples of our academy," she tried to push some reason into him.
"I want to challenge them all, to prove to you my worth."
"We already know your value," Amanda stood on the side of Cesile while adding, "but don't rush things up. Take your time and train in a year or couple more before thinking of going to the tournament."
"I don't have such time," he bitterly admitted to himself before saying aloud: "Why wait when I can go now?"
"But you lack a lot compared to them," Mr. E tried to make him drop this idea, "you need to compete with them in fight competition, forging competition, array competition, alchemy competition, and finally the most important of all; the unique talent competition."
He tried to make Arthur realize how foolish his childish idea was, yet Arthur just smiled in confidence while saying:
"When is the next competition being held?"
"A month," one of the masters opposing his idea said, "do you want to challenge them in a month?" he laughed as he glanced all around.
"Sure," Arthur nodded before raising three fingers in front of everyone, "give me three weeks and I'll defeat them all."
Everyone glanced at him like glancing at a maniac. Yet he had a good plan in his mind, and luckily all of his five masters were on his side.
"I agree on this outrageous challenge," the master who laughed once laughed again, "this will serve as a good lesson to you kid. It's great to have good strength, yet it's bad to not properly assess it."
His tone and attitude was mean, yet the words he said were honest. Everyone nodded in agreement while Arthur said: "Then is it settled?"
Mr. E glanced around, and strangely they were all united by this strange challenge. He sighed, as only a small part of his top masters; Arthur's masters, were opposing this madness.
"Let's trust you then," Mr. E finally made up his mind, "in three weeks time you'll have your challenge ready."
"Good," Arthur said before adding, "if I won you'll become my city guardians."
"What if you lost?" the annoying master asked, "what would we gain beside the lesson we'll give to you?"
"Well," Arthur hesitated for a moment before his system gave him the answer. "I'll make you have this little one here," he waved his hand and the next moment a short thick pillar appeared; the berserker pillar.
The pillar got slight changes since entering the garden. The aura of the garden helped it a lot, especially since it wasn't a black pillar from the start.
"This is…" Arthur was surprised to see the amazed expression over their faces, even Mr. E wanted to come and touch the pillar.
Yet Arthur gave his system the instant order to retract that pillar, taking him away from the reach of his grandmaster. "Sorry, last time you took things from me with no paying back," Arthur said when he noticed the strict gazes of Mr. E.
"Tsk, it was only a dragonair's pillar. What's the big deal on that little thing?" Mr. E sighed before pointing to the place where the berserker pillar appeared, "yet this pillar here, it belongs to the berserker clan, right?"
Arthur didn't expect them to know the identity of this pillar so easily. "They are really unfathomable," he muttered to himself, trying to recall his main goal here.
He wasn't aiming to be the top disciple, he aimed to be the top master and the dean of this academy. To do that, he must be better than them, all of them.
"It was one of the foes I had to face," Arthur shook his head, while honestly showing how tense it was facing the berserker from before.
"You…" Mr. E was shocked beyond belief, "you faced those fighting maniacs and managed to stay alive?!!"
"It seems I'm," Arthur laughed before adding, "anyway this pillar will go to the academy as retribution for my loss."
"What can we do with one pillar?" another master said, greedily thinking of more.
"This pillar can help you contact berserker clans," Arthur smiled as he calmly said, "if you don't want it, then I can replace it easily with the usual dark pillars in this world."
"No, we need that one," Mr.. E hurried to say while turning sharply to gaze at the arguing master, silencing him, silencing everyone with his firm look.
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