I decided to add a bracket to help understand who is the one talking when I write conversation.
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(Asta) "Of all the people i didn't expect someone like razte to leave behind a family, he was denser than a blackhole."
(Yubin) "Maybe quila finally managed to be blunt about it, she always had some sort of crush for that guy."
With nothing to do and his magic forbidden, Asta decided just sit around and looks at the map of the world again.
The world is currently split into 2 mega continents, 3 small continents are 15 island nations. The two continents are on the other side of the planet while the three smaller ones are located in some sort of triangle between the big ones.
The Island nations have no fixed shaped and are scattered around the globe with no fixed order between them.
The first mega continent is ruled half by dragons, a third by demons and devils and the last are tribes of other races.
The second continent is also a fifth controlleed by demon, three-sixth by elves and feys and the remaining is completely under lizardmen and merfolk.
Asta is currently in the last hope city which is situated at the center the center of dragon ruled territory of the first continent which is the so called last hope city.
The dragon territory is divided in seven empires and each empire has two to five kingdoms under them.
(Asta) " Divinewing empire.. they grew quite well after the years, the greyblood however seems to be losing on their side." Asta says as compared the map composition with his memories.
(Yubin) " Look, isn't that the battlefield where you.. sacrificed yourself?" Yubin points it's current hawk like claws towards a territory on the border of the dragon territory.
(Asta) "Eutodiso, the second city of science. I guess they decided to use my broken weapons for research. Wonder if they managed to recover the terriolion."
(Yubin) "They probably did, those short fanatics would kill to have had your weapons for research."
After a some more comparison and planning, Asta finally put aside the map and left the library. Just as he exited, he was met by a familiar face.
"Sol? Why are you here again? This is the first year's campus."
Sol mumbles something to herself before looking at asta and said, " I came to find you, I have something we need to talk about."
"Then why not say it here?" Asta asked bluntly as a nerve emerged on sol's head.
"Just come with me will you?" She insisted.
Asta, bored and with nothing to do, decided to play along and left the campus alongside Sol.
Sol lead Asta on foot to a place within the forest somewhere between the first year campus and third year campus.
He looks around in boredom as they together walk through the thick canopy of trees where sunlight barely reached.
Finally losing his patience, Asta turns to Sol with a annoyed expression, "Just what is it you want to show me? We have been walking for a hour already."
She turned back with similar expression to his and glares at him, " This is fifth time you have asked that, will you just shut up and follow me?"
(Asta) "Then tell me how long. I hate waiting for anything. We could have taken the brooms for all I know."
".. We are here." She said as they reached a small clearing completely covered by the branches of a massive tree.
Walking forward, the duo soon reached the trunk where Sol moved a bit of dirt which actually was her golem to reveal a passage downwards.
(Asta) "A hideout? You sure made a lot of effort making one in this middle of nowhere."
(Sol) "Shut up and get it, they are waiting for you."
"Who is?" Asta asked but recieved no answer as Sol silently walked down the stairs.
Filled with curiosity, he followed behind to find himself not in some narrow tunneled area but a whole house with everything you could imagine in a house.
A few people came into his view as some sort of detection device quickly scanned through his body.
Sitting on the couches in front of him were people of similar uniform to Sol, Klaus and mimosa.
They were the student management board or rather the punishment council as they were known throughout the academy.
"Let me introduce them first, That glasses freak with curly hair is gamon, our barber and the best detective you would find in the academy." Sol said as she pointed at a 5'6 something guy with curly blue hair polishing a pair of glasses despite wearing one.
She then turned to white haired pale girl who seemed very over worked, "That is viona, our manager and supplies specialist."
"Hello" A voice akin to a ghostly whisper came from viona's mouth as she fell face first and fell asleep on the table.
Moving forward, Sol gave a hand shake to mimosa who was also sitting there sipping on tea and finally moved to the last person in room.
"And this hunk of muscle is for some damn reason our stealth expert." Sol said sarcastically.
"Can't see me if I am too fast, pleased to meet you, name's gunther. Flexc Gunther." Gunther said as he extended his hand towards Asta for a handshake.
Asta however didn't shake his hand as he felt the gaze of others on him, he smiled and instead clenched his hand for a fistbump.
"Those tricks won't work on me." Asta said calmly, as Gunther burst out laughing, "Good good, you are second one to see through my trick."
(Asta) "Only second? Who is the first?"
" The ever serious four eyes or xavier as we call him." Gunther said calmly as he pointed towards a photo on the wall showing seven people.
Asta could see mimosa and Sol standing together in the back, Gunther in middle posing, Klaus trying to read a scroll, gamon still cleaning the glasses and viona filling herself with a cup of coffee straight out of a crusher.
"Who is that guy with the fiery face?" Asta asked calmly but suddenly the room's atmosphere changed as a angry voice hit them.
The door slams open to reveal the red haired fiery person with crazy eyes, he crackles his fingers as he roars, "WHY THE HELL ARE YOU GUYS HERE? GO TO YOUR DAMN POSTS."
Everyone of the council quickly vanished as they ran to their posts, the guy's face twists in annoyance as he walks towards asta.
(Quill) "Are you the newbie they sent to us?*extends a handshake* I am quill the leader of these lazy bunch."
(Asta) "*Accepts the handshake* Asta.. what do you mean joining you?"
" You didn't know? Elder licht said you are good enough to ace the first year exam.. so he decided to give you early access." Quill nonchalantly declared.
After a few seconds of momentarily silence, Asta finally let's go of the hand and sat on the couch instead.
(Asta) "Of all the things I could get, it had to be Punishment council.. *deep breathing* Can I reject?"
(Quill) "Nope. It's a order.. also we are not the punishment council?"
(Asta) "*Sarcastically* What are you then? The management committee? The disciplinary squad?"
(Quill) " You can say we are war messengers, we basically roam around the continent delivering big orders every now or then."
(Asta) 'War messangers, weren't this the job of post knights?.. those geezers removed the post Knight order didn't they?', "So when do I start?"
(Quill) 'I told you we do it occasionally.. so *punches at Asta* How about we see how you play?"
Blocking the jab, Asta leapt away as Quills followed up with a kick.
Ducking under the attack, Asta moved into a leg sweep followed by strong punch and sended Quill sliding across the floor.
A smile forms on quill's face as a presence befitting a berserker begin seeping out of him.
The clash resumed again both parties dashed forward in strides, jabs, hooks and pure physical combat with grabs and grapples followed as they both fought eachother, non wanting to fall back.
"You are by far the most impressive first year I have seen in the academy, a pity you weren't in the same year as me." Quill said as he delivered a heavy uppercut to Asta and grabbed onto the neck.
Asta twisted his body and smashed Quill down to the ground with a judo throw, he then proceeded to spin around and hit with a suplex and planted him in the floor like bamboo.
Uncaring about anything, quill just pushed himself out of the broken floor and stood on his feet without a single scratch on his body.
(Asta) "Stage fifth? I guess you are third year then."
(Quill) "Spot on, now tell me. Will you rather take those lame theory classes in person. Or take recordings and rather travel around having fun?"
(Asta) " *Confused* Pre recordings? Do they give something like that to everyone on this squad?"
(Quill) "Pretty much. We are gone a third of the year anyway. So what will it be?"
Without even giving it much thought, "Count me in. Theory is the last thing I need." He said as they dapped each other up and immediately became friends.
Asta spent the rest of the day getting familiar about the duty of everyone in the team.
Evangila yovin or Mimosa was the team's healer and battle healer, despite how kind she is, she have ripped apart enough bandit, mafia and cultists arms to create a exhibit.
Sol or Celes Staria as they call her, is their demoman, a pure offense based summoner who acts as their team's terrain specialist.
Viona vangilist or Viva for short is their work manager, she is a information specialist who knows mind reading and memory alteration. Quill warned Asta against angering her.
Flexc Gunther, the speedster behemoth, the vanguard and supply holder. He is basically the team's backpack and infiltration rogue.
Klaus cilion, The team's iron shield, his job is protecting the supplies and the backliners. He is also the one makes the report to the elders. Surprisingly Klaus is his new name as well.
Gamon, the team emo detective, his job? Finding clues and interrogation of cultists, he will torture you with a level even the demons won't dare try.
And finally Quill sadem, the leader and battle planner, Extremely obsessive about battling but calm enough to control his impulses.
'Reminds me of the black bulls, wasn't they just as untamed as these guys?' Asta asked himself as he looks at the giant photo which now shows him alongside the other members of the Iron messangers.
Quill came with a bunch of drinks which Asta had to reject bluntly before they could even try their luck.
(Sol) "That reminds me. What job is Asta supposed to do? I get that he is a fighter but we need some occupation as well."
(Mimosa) " Now that you mention it.. Why don't you tell us Asta?"
(Gunther) "Ye tell us bud, even i have to go around as a bodyguard for some change nowadays."
(Asta) " If I have to be blunt, I am a runesmith and scribe."
(Sol) "Really? *Raises his hands in some sort of victory pose* Finally we can cut down on the magic scrolls.. What level did you reach anyway? Beginner? Apprentice?"
(Asta) "Adv-.. Master level."
A small moment of silence followed by utter chaos as every basically begins treating as a celebrity, Gunther acted like a butler while Gamon himself poured him a glass of grapes juice.
"This is a dream right? Somebody slap m-" Quill said with a stream of tears running down his cheeks before getting slapped into the wall by mimosa.
watching Quill raise a thumbs up, Gamon, Gunther and Viona again went back to buttering up Asta for some funds while he was practically being treated as a the owner by a bunch of puppies.
"GET OFF" Asta yelled as he escaped the confinement where he felt like a exibition painting, turning back he saw the sparkling eyes of his team and sighed.
His hand went to his storage pouch as he brought out two crystal coins and put them on the table, "Atleast be a little professional if you guys want something, it felt like being ganged up on by disguised assassins."
He said as he quickly left for the kitchen after distracting the rest of the members and escaped.