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Just as the fight was reaching its peak, someone interrupted and because of that, the match was called off.But the one who stepped in wasn't just anyone. He was the Academy's best fighter, the man responsible for teaching students how to fight and defend themselves:Professor Aldren Veylor.
A man in his late 30s, Professor Aldren Veylor carried a quiet intensity. His stone-grey eyes seemed to observe everything at once. He had medium-length black hair and a short, well-trimmed beard. He typically wore the official Academy coat sharp, formal, and commanding.
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A few minutes earlier, on the balcony…
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Young Instructor: said Sir… did you hear that? It's Lucien Valehart.
Professor Veylor: That kid has some power. To use fire art like that… just what I'd expect from a noble.
Instructor 2: He's cocky, though. Look at his stance. He doesn't even think this is a fight.
Instructor 3: Well, would you? That other kid didn't even bring a weapon. Who shows up to a duel like that?
Professor Veylor: Not someone reckless. Someone confident… or careful. Watch closely.
While everyone else was talking about Lucien, something else caught Professor Veylor's attention.
It was Shiro.
It's impossible to use an Art Style without your own katana but Shiro, who had borrowed a long katana from the arena helper, seemed to say something before his attack… almost like a chant.
Professor Veylor then watched as Shiro launched a decoy attack from the left, only to strike from the right. The blow landed.Lucien snapped.
Professor Veylor (thought): Did he just land a hit on Lucien? And the thing he says every time before an attack: Now that's something new…
Lucien prepared his 6th form, and everyone could feel it something massive was coming. And yet, Shiro… instead of retreating, shifted into an attack stance, ready to counter. To think he was willing to take that kind of attack head-on and strike back…
Professor Veylor (thought): Shit, this takes out of control.
Professor Veylor: Stop this fight. Right now!
Back to the persent....
With a burst of power, Professor Veylor unleashed a shockwave that exploded through the air between Shiro and Lucien, stopping both in their tracks as he stepped into the ring.
The moment the professor declared the match was over, Shiro quietly handed the borrowed katana back to the helper and walked away without even glancing back.
Everyone else was left stunned by what they had just witnessed.
Lucien: Why did you do that?! Don't you know who I am?! And to think someone like you would come down here to protect a commoner
Professor Veylor: (in a low voice, only Lucien could hear)I didn't come to save him… I came to save you.
Without another word, the professor turned and left the arena.
Professor Veylor (thought): To think he'd try to take on that much power head-on either he is really dumb or dangerous. I need to keep an eye on him.
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