Reigna had moved behind the classist instructor, indicating that she was test first.
Many students had respected Reigna for her strong will and discipline, even to some degree the prejudice teacher had some respect towards her, but having a recommendation with a average ability, it seemed fuel more petty sparks in his heart.
The man yelled again
"Gherman Gold!"
His smile still remained the same. He had a special necklace of a start orb hanging from his neck. He clapped his hands and the teacher eyesight dulled, he raised his fist with grey aura and shot out.
Bang!
In and instant he responded "5/10"
"Adolf Astanzo!"
A guy appeared from the crowd, a strong kid, leaned body, and deep unnatural dyed red hair.
The professor asked the same this but with a slight change of tone, this was because he was a noble.
Once again he pointed at his chest.
He had a silver knuckle dusters in his hand, grey aura once again come out. In a instant, he shot forward, no one in the room being able to see him besides the professor.
Bang!
Adolf at left as though he had felt as though he hit a material had up the strongest metals on their planet. He started grasping his fist in pain, there was little to no internal or external damage caused by the punch..
"8/10, good defense technique!" The teacher said with somewhat clear happiness in his voice.
"Thanks" he replied back softly, clutching his fist as he walked to the other two.
After Adolf went had grouped up with the two.
"Graysher Pheniox!"
He called out a noble once again, He had long blue hair put into a small ponytail.
He had a meteor hammer, he made a grey aura enhancing his strength and defense of his arms and weapon. He activated his ability instantly his meteor hammer started swaying, he started to whirl his weapon, charging up for the hit.
Another bang ran though.
"9/10"
He went to the lone students behind the instructor and he called out again.
…
After saying most kids name he called the final one
"Marcus Coldren"
He approached the teacher, his hand was covered in a grey color, he moved a finger over his forearm and made a small incision.
A jolt hit Marcus, increasing his strength and vigor. He drawn out his sword and took a stance; and slashed downwards. The teacher who saw Marcus preparing, stopped his blade, preventing from hitting his chest and cracking the sword.
"8/10"
…
After long assessment of the students performances taking most of the classes hour.
The professor made it through the kids and headed towards the chalk board once again. He grabbed a nearby later a used it to draw in the board.
After drawing 3 circles with each bubble having a name in the middle: enhancement, enchantment, and compression.
He got down from the latter and pick up a saber from a wall and climb up the ladder once more.
The sword started to appear more refined, shaper, and more durable. Then It started to turn a deep blue.
"This is a modification, or mostly known as a bond. You can imprint special properties onto you weapon by utilizing the three flows" (enchantment, enhancement, and compression)
"Sense class is almost over, I want you too practice this, and one more thing do not poor more than 30% your magic into your weapon, this will a magic mark on the weapon"
The students had gotten into small groups with people they knew. Most of the class where made of nobles and the minority being the wealthy kids.
Marcus was sitting in meditative position with the sword on his lap. He a small grip over understanding to control all three flows and how to apply them.
As he pushed magic into his swords he thought white void. There are three different orbs, each at the own size and color; enchantment was purple, enhancement was gold, and compression was black.
Within his mind he moved his hands to move the three energies, he slowly gathered these energies and formed a sword, it was just a random culmination of colors that didnt make much sense.
The remaining time had flown by.
With the remaining 5 minutes left Marcus he looked at he sword, he had formed golden triangles around the edges of the sword.
'Shit this hurts, I made it so where if I'm touching it get hurt. I think it compliments my ability pretty well. Just need to work on my pain tolerance part'
I look at the wound I made on my forearm, seeing it already dried up into a scab. I enhanced the healing speed a little bit, with the enhance flow.
'The scab is a still a little large, having it dried up is better'
I let go of the sword and triangles faded away, I looked at the other students emitting different variations of colors.
'There are personal aspects of the three flows, basic flows and colored flows. Basic flows are the most basic form of the flows, they appear grey, they are the foundations of magic. The colored flows have more of the individuals aspects. It makes it easier to make a control and make the property.'
After a while of observing I looking at the different combinations of colors and simple patterns on the swords. I turn away and look at the clock, time is almost up.
Not much later, a ring could be heard through the humongous class signaling the time to leave the school.
After exiting the putting up his weapon and grabbing the rest of things, he starts walking to the entrance of the campus, the campus was surrounded with spiked fences, a first layer of security for the campus.
I see many expensive luxury cars, I kept walking until I saw mine, and many others did the same. I saw a slick back car waiting in the parking lot and walk towards it. I sat in the passenger seat.
The Drive was quiet, there wasn't much talk, it mostly remained quiet, i kept quiet silently watching my phone. We reached the manor that my family lives at.
The car passed a drive way, i looked out the windows of the car seeing water fountains surrounded by green artificial grass. Soon we reached the house, i gotten out of the car, a couple steps from the main door. I started to walk towards the door as the personal driver, started to drive around the house.
As I walked in, saw the grand staircase, to the sides of the staircase lead to an large cloister in manor. There's was a butler to Marcus's side.
Marcus started to remove the vest, medallion, socks, and shoes. Then he walked to the grand staircase and walked up the steps; as he got upstairs he walked forward and then left, entering a hallway. There was one on the right too.
As he walked through the large corridor, he saw the sky. The corridor Marcus was walking through was on the second floor of the manor, in the middle of the house, layed the bottom floor of the cloister. There was were arches around the second floor with railing in between each arch.
There on one of the railing on the far end of a corridor was a man leaning on the rails, he was wearing, a t-shirt and khakis. Marcus continued walking down the end of the hallway and headed in the 4th door.
It was his bedroom, the three other rooms in the corridor and other four on the other side were for staff.
Marcus helped clean the house, helping the maids who were token in front wealthy class. Most maids were token from wealthy class by buying them out from lower classes, mostly wealthy; they're times where they would buy middle class families if they take a special interest in them.
Marcus had spent most of his life sleeping in a staff room, his family never hated him, he just helps with the chores of the manor. This was considered in a disgrace to a noble family, but Marcus never really cared. This was something he was accustomed too.
The room was nothing if not pricey, it was a noticeable sign of nobility. There was bed with two dark wooden drawers on each side, a fairly large closet with personal and professional attire, and a small personal shower.
He sat on the edge of the bed, and grabbed a pencil that was inside the drawers, and started to apply the imprinting technique on the pencil.
…
Knock! Knock! Knock!
It was getting dark out when I heard knock on my door. I opened it and my a tall blond man, he had long hair and thick beard; he was wearing small circular red sunglasses.
"Yes Dad"
"Marcus your Aunts are coming over in two days, she bringing her kids too."
"Will Simon come too?"
Simon was the oldest son from his fathers sister. He was older than him, making him his nephew.
"Yes also clean the house a little more this time, there's a lot of people coming. Some are family friends coming too. Some of the maids are already overworked as it is"
"Ok"
After some uncomfortable small talk, something I was never good at doing, I head back to bed and sleep.
…
I wake up early in the morning, seeing some staff, I see maids cleaning the arches in cloister. There's a housing unit for maids in our estate. There were a lot more rooms on the bottom floor of the manor. Many maids where cleaning as Marcus walked down the corridor tiredly, clearly not used to doing this. Made it down the staircase and walked to a door near the entrance of which Marcus comes in everyday from school.
He grabbed a broom and dust pan from the cleaning supplies, he started to he started to clean for several hours.
It was time to head to school, Marcus was sitting in the personal car, sleeping all the way to school. He had
Walked to the school from the courtyard, headed to his 1st hour, It was a language class.
…
The day went by fast, it was now his 7th hour.
We continue what we had been doing yesterday.
He had started to make the golden triangles brighter, more painful. His ability never numb any pain, just strengthens his body. He sat in the same position, making them brighter.
The teacher started to inspect the progress the students were making, mostly the noble kids. He had came over to Marcus.
"Don't go over the thirty percent mark"
"I won't"
"You are approaching it though, you should stop now before it gets marked. Don't get go though, I want to see what it is"
He knelt down and touched the blade.
"As I expected, a sort of pain enhancement, good job"
'The reason why my triangles glowed gold instead of purple, because i used the purple as a base line and shined it with gold. Black was to control the size of the triangles'
…
Reigna was imagining red, brown, and white enchanted her gun to with a aspect breaching the mark, imprinting symbols on her weapon permanently. It was a red cobweb on her weapon. It near transparent but still visible.
'Fuck!'
She looked at her weapon new stained weapon. There was Adolf next to her practicing.
She nudge him forcing him to snap out.
"Yes?"
She pointed down at her rifle.
"Can you buy me a new one later please"
"Sure, owe me though"
"Cover me"
After some thinking, Adolf went up a started to talk to the professor fro the remainder of the class time.
…
After school was done, adolf had token a picture of the gun, Reigna had put up the gun.
She rode in a pristine car, the driver of the car was a chauffeur, of course not as rich as Marcuses but something many would envy. Everyone had drove home besides Adolf, who was looking for an exact model.