The Last Whiteblood's

Knight Academy

The journey to the academy begins. The group of prospective students moves from the city of Rabadar, this trip will take three days and will pass two biomes.

Thomas was at the very front, guiding and guarding them. 

Inside one of the horse-drawn carriages, Daendra stretched his legs, placed his feet on the chair in front of him right beside Faesa's thigh.

Faesa elbowed Daendra's leg, making the little prince grimace in pain. "What's your problem?!"

"My problem is you're not polite"

"Why do you have to take the train with me? I'd better take a train with Arion, so I can beat him up"

"It seems you miss Arion" Faesa twirled her index finger in front of Daendra's face.

"Don't be so reckless!" Daendra removed Faesa's index finger from before him.

"No need to lie, I miss him too. Why would he pick a car back there?"

"If you miss her, why don't you go get her?"

"Arion is my sister"

"Not your younger brother and he also have no blood of Rabadar's noble family"

"Well, can you shut the fuck up? I want to enjoy nature" Faesa propped up her chin on the window.

"Whatever" Daendra chose to sleep.

Move to Arion. Aciel enjoyed the wind blowing into his face. The smell of grass in the morning makes him never bored.

"Um.. You're Arion, right?" ask one of the boys in there.

"Yes"

"It's an honor to meet you. My mom said you were the only victim left in Anvio Village"

DEG! arion instantly remembered his past. His face became sad and his eyes stared at the floor of the carriage. Aciel noticed the look on Arion's face.

"Arion, which class will you choose?" aciel asked, trying to make Arion's mind calm again.

"Hm .." he thought. Arion had heard the directive from Yaena. The princess said that Arion was gifted in swordsmanship, suggesting that Arion choose the Swordman class.

"Swordman" he replied. But for some reason in his heart there was doubt, he was worried about choosing the Swordman or the Mage.

"Is that so? Hm. .. If I prefer Mage class. My father, besides being a farmer, was also a Mage. Sometimes he uses his magic to make the rice fresher" replied Aciel.

"I wonder what class Daendra and Faesa chose" Arion murmured.

Classes for a knight start from the academy. A knight had to choose their class to determine what their fate would be like in the future.

There were nine classes available in academies throughout the Western Continent.

It consists of Swordman, Assassin, Archer, Mage, Spartan, Destroyer, Defender, Summoner and Guardian.

Hours they travel, finally the sun sets in the west, signifying for a break. Thomas ordered the soldiers to stand by and build a bonfire.

"You don't want to go out?" ask Faesa.

"No, I'm just here" replied Daendra.

Faesa shrugged his shoulders, then got off the horse carriage. He stretched his body, letting the night wind enter his body, occasionally shaking his tail. When he was busy playing with his tail, accidentally his tail hit someone's body.

"Eh! Forgive me" Faesa said in shock at the presence of that person who was none other than Aciel.

"It's okay .." Aciel's nose flushed red because the feathers from Faesa's tail went into his nose, so he wanted to sneeze. Aciel sneezed, not once but several times.

"Geez, you sneezed because of me" Faesa put on a guilty look.

"No .. it's okay. This ... may be due to the night air" Aciel said before returning to sneezing. Arion came to them.

"Arion" said the two of them simultaneously, they looked at each other for mentioning Arion's name simultaneously.

"What's wrong with you guys?" ask Arion astonished.

"This child sneezes because of me" Faesa replied.

"No. This ... because of the air ... night" Aciel denied.

"Try getting it in the car. Aciel one train with me, on train 55" Arion suggested. Faesa nodded in agreement, and he took Aciel there.

Arion watched them from behind, then his gaze moved to another place. He saw a forest not far from where they were.

"Huh?" Arion frowned. He felt that he had seen a pair of golden-colored eyes from within the forest. Arion wanted to go in there, but his arm was held by someone.

"Where are you going, Prince?" ask Thomas.

"G ..." Arion could not answer, for a second he turned his head back into the forest.

"Don't stay away from the group. You need to rest" Thomas said.

"Alright" Arion complied and walked back to his carriage while occasionally looking into the forest.

Arriving in the car, he saw Faesa accompanying Aciel.

"You're saying because of the night wind, but why is the window still open?" ask Arion. Faesa realized that the train window was still open. Arion closed the window and sat down beside Faesa.

He turned to his left, there was a crumpled-looking boy, bushy black hair even covering almost his entire face. He covered his body with a blanket, apparently asleep.

Arion does not remember the boy in the train, but he wears the same uniform as him, a sign that he is a prospective student of the academy.

"Faesa, from here let me accompany Aciel" said Arion.

"You sure?" tanya Faesa who replied a short nod from Arion.

"All right..." Faesa. He pinched Aciel's cheek. "I'm sorry, yes" and he left. Aciel held onto her cheek which Faesa had just pinched.

"She seems to like you" Arion said.

"E-uh! N-no way! No kidding!" Aciel's cheeks were shamed. Arion chuckled, looking at his friend's misdeeds.

"Already, already, let's go to sleep. It's getting late" said Arion.

Arion begins to sleep as well as Aciel. The atmosphere began to quiet, the crickets started to let out their voices. Soldiers are still on guard, going around stalking danger. Thomas sat by the fire and drank some wine.

This mysterious boy from earlier made no sound, until he opened one of his eyes that displayed a glowing golden color.

***

After a long journey, they finally arrived at Arhav, the academy's area was located.

The entire disciple looked out the window, curious about the Arhav area. This area was just like an ordinary city, it was just filled with various races that came from the Mage class.

This area is like a trade center. There are so many merchants here, there are also some magic acrobatics and other street entertainment.

Five Centaurs walked while holding large axes. Then, there were the Elves who were passing by.

"They're so pretty!" aciel said who was stunned by those Elves.

"Yes ..." Arion agrees.

A large gate opened when Thomas's entourage arrived. They went inside. Inside was a complex filled with disciples in black uniforms.

This complex consists of small houses where these houses are the residence of the students while in the academy. Then, not far from the complex, there was a vast field. The field was filled with weapons, some straw sculptures, traps and obstacles as well as items needed for training.

In the middle of the complex there is a fountain with a statue of a dolphin on it. And the most important thing was the academy building which was shaped like a castle.

A gentleman stood in the middle of the street, more precisely in front of the academy's gates. The man looked like a Mage, with a large gray robe, a long white beard to the stomach, a large conical hat, holding a wooden stick and a wrinkled face.

Thomas stopped his horse's steps in front of the man. He came down and saluted him.

"Mr Felim" said Thomas.

"Thomas" Felim says hello. "Is this your party?"

"Right, they're students this year"

"All right, get them down"

Thomas told all the disciples to get off the train. Aciel instantly became cold due to the mountain air. It just so happened that the location of the academy was at the foot of the mountain.

Arion looks at the area, but he is shocked by the appearance of a mysterious child sleeping on the same train as him. The boy did not move just standing next to Arion all of a sudden.

"Ario!" Faesa waved to Arion. The fox girl ran up to him, she clasped Arion's hand. "You've separated from us, this time you can't separate"

"But ..!" Arion did not have time to finish his words, he was immediately pulled by Faesa running forward.

"Where are you from?!" gerutu Daendra's. Faesa just smiled.

Arion looked at Felim from the bottom up. Realizing he was being noticed, Felim gave a smile from behind his bushy mustache.

"Everyone, gather!" exclaim Thomas. All the prospective disciples were gathered in front of Felim and Thomas.

Felim tapped his staff once on the ground.

"Welcome to Gyrawart Academy, my children. You came here to study and become a strong and responsible person. In this academy you are flooded with knowledge that you have not learned before and here too you will become the forerunner of important people in the future"

"Well, without much ado, we go straight inside" Felim turned around and stepped into the castle. Followed by Thomas and the prospective students.

"Gee!" Everyone was amazed to see the ancient architecture inside the castle. Knight statues were lined up on the walls and the light of the lights illuminated the passageway.

They went up to the second floor, there was a big room. There were nine weapons floating in the middle of the room. There were also some senior disciples standing there. Felim had all the prospective students surround the nine weapons.

"These nine weapons are an early sign of you entering a class" Felim said. Thomas stood outside the ranks of the disciples while folding his arms around his chest.

"Well, who wants to go first?" ask Felim.

"Me!" Daendra confidently raised his hand.

"Prince Daendra, go ahead" Felim smiled then took two steps back from the nine weapons.

Daendra advanced, he saw the nine weapons. Daendra had already determined that he chose Swordman, like his Father and Uncle.

When he was about to hold the sword, there was a sudden burst of energy that made Daendra crash from there. He fell down beside Thomas's feet while coughing.

"Geez .." muttered Thomas, shaking slowly.

"W-what happened?!" ask Daendra shock.

"That means that class doesn't suit you, but you can still choose that class. The explosion was just a sign" Felim replied.

All the prospective disciples gulped their saliva each.

"Do you still want to choose him?" ask Felim.

"Yes" Daendra replied as he got up.

"Well, you can join your senior in Swordman class"

Daendra walked towards his group.

"Who else?" asked Felim with a smile.

Faesa went forward, looking at the nine weapons. He chose a mace weapon that represented the Destroyer class. It's strange for a little girl to choose such a class, but this is Faesa, a big-powered fox girl. Arion and Daendra were no wonder.

Faesa closed his eyes, worried that the same explosion would occur as Daendra. A few seconds later, nothing happened.

"Yes!" faesa said, excited.

"Princess Faesa, please join your senior"

After Faesa, Aciel fiddled with his finger. It's his habit of being nervous.

"What's up, Aciel?" ask Arion.

"I ... nervous"

"It's okay, you can handle it" Arion stroked Aciel's back. "You can go first" he continued.

Aciel took a deep breath, then threw it away. "Well, I can do it" he said. But, as he was about to advance, a disciple immediately preceded him. He was the mysterious boy on the train.

Without hesitation, he chose a blade that represented the Assassin class. Felim raised both his eyebrows.

"Ooh, of course. Okay, please join your senior"

The boy was straight on the road to his group. Arion watched the boy for quite a while.

Aciel. He chose a stick that represented the Mage class. Little light occurs, but only briefly and does not cause an explosion. With a sigh of relief, Aciel walked towards his group.

As Arion finally advanced, he saw a sword representing the Swordman. Felim raised both eyebrows again. When his hand was about to reach for the sword, a light suddenly illuminated the room making those inside become glare. Two seconds later, Arion was dragged backwards, but he stood still.

There was no explosion, but it was still shocking.

"What's going on?!"

"Why glare?!"

Arion himself was confused as well. Felim tapped his wand on the floor. "Peace all, this is common. My son, you don't have to worry. The mark is that there are two classes that suit you, one of which is Swordman. There was a burst of energy as the other class was jealous of the Swordman class"

Arion looked at the stick. "Mage Class" he said.

"Absolutely. Now, you can join your senior" Felim said. Arion nodded, he walked towards the Swordman group.

"Ah, great. Now I have to take a class with him. Just be careful if I room with him" grumbled Daendra.

Arion occasionally watched the Mage's wand. It turned out that all this time it was true that he had ties to the Mage class.