le played across my face as the senior was forced to rise and descend from his seat.
Most people would not have expected this choice, no, it was certain none did.
A majority of the audience was most likely unable to recognize the one who slowly approached the stage.
But, Edward and I knew perfectly well!
It was the senior who lost at the hands of nine other contestants during the preliminary elimination roundThe Battle Royale!
Edward and I had both passionately watched as this boy in question stood his ground and single-handedly fought back his aggressors.
He didnt give in despite the overwhelming disadvantage, and kept swinging his far-reaching weapon till he lost.
Many had forgotten already, but Edward clearly had that memory ingrained in his head.
Judging the determined and respectful expression on his face, it was obvious that the boy thought very highly of the senior that didnt even make it to the Quarter-Finals.
As soon as he got close enough to the stage, I watched Edwards contestant pick his weaponthe Spearand climb the platform where he would fight my pupil.
The crowd was still confused, but it seemed they had grown to accept the current matchup and went with the flow.
Only true Martial Artists would actually understand what was going on!
So, this is your choice? Alright, then! Klaus spoke with finality and made his way to the end of the stage.
Let the Finals of the Martial Arts Combat for the First Years begin!
One would expect this to be followed up by the clash of blades, but a lull took over the stage once the battle had been declared to commence.
Both boys stared passionately at each other, clearly having words they would like to render.
Why why did you choose me?
Of course, that would be the first thing the senior would ask.
Edward gave a proper smile and bowed slightly.
Its because I watched your fight with those other seniors and respected your stance.
You were more honorable and skilled than the others, yet you never got that chance to display your skills
The senior bit his lip slightly, most likely remembering the humiliating moment where he was cornered.
Thats why I want us to both give it our all! Lets fightus Lower-Class Martial Artists and show everyone what we can do!
Edwards voice screamed of juvenile enthusiasm, but that seemed to do the trick for the spearman senior.
He gave a soft smile, and what happened to be sparkles of tears formed in his eyes.
Thank you truly.
Edward nodded and bowed once again in respect.
May I ask for your name?
Since he never made it past the Battle Royale, the seniors name was never announced.
Im Jeffery Keener.
You can call me Jeff, though.
Edward sharply nodded.
I am Edward Karl Leon! You can call me Ed!
Both Martial Artists, as though long friends, gave each other mutual smiles and nodded.
It felt like I was watching the reunion of an older and younger brother.
Now, then, Jeff
Very well, Ed
The voices of both boys simultaneously sounded.
Both gripping their weapons tightly and staring passionately at the other, they took their respective stances.
Let us begin!
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