Daimon turned to see the newcomer which turned out to be the veiled woman Archknight, that was also the principal who was in company of the field marshal yesterday.
‘Now that I remember, she seemed to know our tutor’, thought Daimon.
Boris had a slightly weird expression after listening the woman calling him old.
“Brat, you might have recently broken through, but I’m still your superior in rank you know?”.
The woman shrugged as she took a seat on the front row of the grades.
“Well, I can’t call you “uncle” like Aliya since we both studied under instructor Richard, but you are indeed older”.
The veiled woman then glared at the other students that were sitting on the grades before.
“All of you get out… also take your classmates with you”, she said as she pointed at the guys that were laying on the ground around Aleah.
Surprisingly no one complained, instead they did what they were told and ran away as if their lives depended on it, then with a snap of her fingers a barrier made out of battle aura blocked the entrance of the arena.
Her gaze then fell on the students of the elite class stopping a few seconds on Daimon before her image flashed, the next thing everyone saw was Aliya being thrown around in the air by the veiled woman.
“It’s been some time since we saw each other Ali, how have you been~”.
… “Huh?”.
Everyone had the same reaction, the veiled woman suddenly became all friendly, judging by Aliya’s slightly uncomfortable expression and Boris’s amused one, that this was a common thing between them.
“Ahem, Diana, remember that Aliya isn’t in a good condition”, said Boris worried that her niece could end up feeling dizzy, an Archknight’s strength is no joke after all.
The veiled woman who was apparently called Diana, suddenly stopped her joyful reunion with Aliya, seeing her slightly pale face she apologized.
“Sorry, I still can’t get used to the thought that the youngest member of my old regiment…”.
Aliya saw the depressed expression of Diana and she shook her head.
“Don’t worry about that sister Diana, if I were given the chance to choose, I would still do the same once again”.
Although the face of Diana was fully covered by a veil, making her expression impossible to see, the harmonious atmosphere they had made clear for Daimon and the others that their teacher and this vice principal were more like friends than comrades in arms.
Diana noticed Aleah was dying to start her spar with Daimon and she chuckled.
“Sorry for the interruption, although I’m not the tutor of the third years elite class, I can’t help but feel interested in a five-star knight who can deal with dozens of seventh star individuals”.
“And of course, the famous “demon” among the freshman, who has been mentioned in the same sentences as our little prodigy”.
Daimon raised an eyebrow at Boris which scratched the back of his head as he explained.
“This magic ruin is rather capricious, the army also has an academy it’s just that unlike others it’s militarized, in other words they have to follow a strict discipline which means they aren’t allowed to leave or fool around until their three years are over”.
“As you can already guess, the students there are completely different to the “young masters” of this place, if I’m being honest, the first years of the military academy can defeat the second years of the Wild Claw academy, even if their realms are lower, since their battle experience makes up for it”.
“That being said, that difference disappears for third years, in fact the third years of the Wild Claw academy are on par with the third years of the army’s academy, or that was the case until this generation”.
“A certain monster appeared in the last days of the previous year, someone that never stood out defeated the whole elite classes… of all the academies in our White Fang galaxy, the disciple of the field marshal and his adopted son Damian Arizel”.
Daimon was a bit interested in the story but he still didn’t understand what it had to do with him or Aleah, making Boris sigh.
“Don’t look at me like that, basically everyone is comparing you with him, because he can also cross realms quite easily, the difference is that he is already a seventh star mage, so he can’t enter the magic ruin… if not the badge that was given to you would have ended in his hands, or at least that’s what most people think”.
Diana was carefully evaluating the black-haired youth’s expression, trying to discern what he was thinking, but Daimon’s next words made her speechless.
“Can he fight against a mage lord?”.
Diana nearly tripped, while Boris had an expression which meant “as expected”.
“Well, I have seen him fighting head on with nine-star mages and knights without too much problem but…”.
“What’s the big fuss, I could do the same since I became a peak five-star knight”, Aleah who finally lost her patience stepped in, since she was getting bored, her eyes were burning with battle intentions and her battle aura was leaking from her body.
Calvin felt Boris’s gaze piercing him and he could only pray that their tutor didn’t take it against him for Aleah’s, rebellious attitude.
Daimon also put the subject on the back of his mind, and jumped onto the stage making Boris remind them.
p “Brats, this is just a spar, Daimon you need to be on your best condition for the tournament, just be aware that if don’t like what I’m seeing I will stop you the fight”.
Although Aleah was unhappy, she had no other choice but to agree with Boris, but in the inside, she was cursing Calvin for not telling her how physically strong was Daimon.
‘It seems I need to remind him who is the boss’, she thought making Calvin feel a chill running down his spine.
Aisha and the other girls went to the stands to have a better vision of the fight that was about to start, while Boris, Diana and Aliya sat on the floor near the platform.
“No weapons?”, asked Daimon as his nails turned into claws.
Aleah’s smile broadened as she did the same, her battle aura also covered her arms adding a metallic glow to them.
With a loud explosion both Daimon and Aleah dashed forward, one being clad in silver light and the other in purple lightning.
Not even a couple of seconds later, they clashed creating a huge shockwave, it was as if a thunder reverberated through the whole arena making some of the girls cover their ears.
Back at the platform Daimon’s pupils contracted as he moved his shoulder a couple of millimeters to the right barely avoiding Aleah’s tail which was sharpened as a spear thanks to her battle aura.
Instead of being disappointed that her surprise attack failed, Aleah laughed as she rotated her body, gaining momentum before her claws clashed with Daimon’s once again, forcing him back a few steps as sparks flew due to the friction, creating skidding noises in the process.
Daimon looked at his hands, although there was no wound, he did feel that attack, especially the friction created by the clash of their claws, after taking a deep breath, he maximized the output of his lightning to the pint that crackling noises filled the platform.
´Let’s try this again’ thought Daimon, his image flashed and before Aleah could react, she only managed to use her left arm to block, Daimon appeared on the air next to her, his body rolled landing a heavy kick which sent her a few meters backwards.
Daimon saw the grooves she left on the ground, only now he noticed she wasn’t wearing shoes anymore, her pretty bare feet were in plain view, but that wasn’t what caught his attention, but the fact that she had claws in her toes too.
Daimon frowned, as far as he knew none of the feline races had claws in their toes, something he couldn’t help but think was that Aleah didn’t mention her surname, but according to Calvin when they met, she was living in the wilderness training even if she was a little girl.
“Mm?”, Daimon suddenly felt a change in the atmosphere, he focused his attention in Aleah, which was now dazzling in silver light, her originally messy hair was now a bit spiky; she also took out her jacket and threw it out of the platform.
The silver light then condensed behind Aleah forming the image of a lion roaring, she stomped the ground and propelled towards Daimon, the ground actually cracked a bit due to the impulse.
This time Daimon was taken by surprise, metal boosting spells increase either strength or defense, but so does the weight of the one using it, and yet Aleah reached an insanely high-speed using just a physical technique.
“Booom!!!”, the ground trembled and a huge amount of dust raised after a loud impact filled the arena, when the dust dispersed, everyone followed the cracks on the ground to their origin just to see Aleah’s arm piercing the platform all the way to her elbow.
Daimon managed to dodge her attack in the last second, but even then, he had a surprised expression on his face, he looked at the now ragged left sleeve of his shirt and smiled.
“You changed directions midair, only a knight lord can do that”, he mumbled.
Aleah on the other hand slowly took out her arm out of the platform, her smile was a bit stiff but she was clearly enjoying the whole situation, her right sleeve was ragged giving her a wild charm.
“You redirected my attack, only a mage lord can do that”.
“Rumble!!!”, the air seemed to tremble as Daimon’s mana clashed with Aleah’s battle aura, dividing the platform, half of it was covered in silver lighting while the other half was like a sea of purple lightning.