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”I can ’t believe I got held back by Weak balls and Stinky. ”

”Well, we don ’t want number one getting in trouble, ” Sil said.

Raten turned to look at Sil.
He started to grit his teeth, and then the anger suddenly just left him.
Sil was the one person for some reason he could just never get angry at.
Even though they were kids, he seemed to be even more childish.
Naive to the point where he didn ’t understand.

”Let ’s get rid of these nicknames, ” Vorden said.
”I kind of don ’t like mine. ”

The three of them laughed, and the teacher finally came outside in the hallway to talk to them.
In all honesty for what Raten had done, he didn ’t get in much trouble, they just talked to him, but there was no punishment.

There wasn ’t much they could do, and they didn ’t really want to hamper his skills or training in any way.
The other kids knew he got away with things because he was talented, and it was the reason why they just came to dislike him even more.

The class lesson today was about creating their own skills.
After mastering an ability, it was important for them to try to create their own skills and not just rely on the ones in the skill book.
For this, they would have to have a creative mind.

They had all sorts of different lessons, usually the theory based one ’s being in the morning.
Once this class had finished, it was time for them to eat in one of the halls.

The three sat on their own, talked and ate, each day becoming closer and closer.
The afternoon lessons were what Raten looked forward to the most though.

It was time for the combat classes.
Generally, there were two types of combat classes that were taught.
Basic hand to hand combat skills with no use of abilities.
From time to time, they would also use weapons.

Then there was the ability class.
Where they would practice using their abilities.
When this class happened, they would often bring people out who were tied up and blindfolded, gagged so they couldn ’t say anything.

Not much was explained about who these people were, only that if they didn ’t do well, they could become like them in the future.
It was their way of scaring the kids.

Today ’s lesson was casual hand to hand combat for them, and it was Friday.
Each Friday it would be sparing night, where students would go up against each other in a duel.

This was done outside under the supervision of many teachers.
The three watched a few people fight, and it was Sil ’s turn.
Sil seemed like his normal self, but he wasn ’t too bad when it came to hand to fighting.

It always started usually the same, with Sil being hit first, and then soon after, not wanting to get hurt anymore, Sil would hit the person back beating them so he could no longer get hurt.

Then it was Vorden ’s turn.
The student came running at him with a fist.
It was obvious he was going to punch him Vorden thought, so he tried to step out of the way, but with the other hand, he had been grabbed by the shirt yanking him forward.

Using all the strength he had, he tried to kick the other person away in the stomach, but it was useless and weak.
Then before he knew it, he was getting his face punched in until the fight was declared over.

Then finally, it was Raten ’s turn.
He had a smile on his face and was ready to take on any one of them.
Then he pointed at the student who had just fought.

”You, you ’re fresh, right? You didn ’t get hurt in the last fight, so let ’s get this on! ” Raten shouted.

However, his request was denied, as the teachers knew what was going on.
If Raten was to fight, he probably wouldn ’t have stopped hurting the child until someone pulled him off.
Because even if he didn ’t know, they did.
Raten cared about his two friends.

He was paired up with another student, and he had finished winning his fight with ease.

After the fighting session had ended, students were finally able to relax.
They lived in the Temple, and this was considered free time where they could do as they wished.
During this time, each one of them would be called one by one for an individual session.

Here they would speak to one of the teachers to hear if they had any problems.
What they were going through would be a heavy toll on a child that was around eight years old.
This was why they had a teacher check their mental health and state frequently.

”Sil, you ’re up next.
You know the room to go to. ”

Sil got up and smiled as he headed to the room.
When he opened the door.
A black-haired curly young man was sitting down on the floor with a small table.

”Nice to see you, Sil. ”

”Caser! ” Sil shouted as he ran and gave the man a big hug.
Sure, Sil had his friends, and he cared for them, but this man in front of him was the most important person in the world.

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