PART 10 :-
THE ROYAL BLOOD
Nekh perspective :-
"What just happened!?"
In the blink of an eye, every rock knight was cut into pieces.
But how!?
Who did that!?
And what is this Aura surrounding the arena!?
Was it him...? But how? There's no way he's stronger than me. I defeated him just a few months ago.
"Did you see that? That technique isn't ordinary. If he masters it completely, it'll become an S-Rank technique."
I overheard Shaman and the Head of the Academy talking.
"Indeed. After all, he's Chiron's disciple."
Why...? Why!? WHY!?
This is humiliating.
He didn't just defeat my opponent...
He defeated everyone's.
For someone like me, who carries the pure blood, this is nothing but shame.
"Everyone, form a line. We're heading to the hall now."
Our entire class lined up and began walking toward the hall.
Before we entered, Shaman told us to clean ourselves.
[All the students entered the hall.]
"Now I'm going to explain you all, how the ritual process going to happen. You have to follow some steps.
Purification :- you all have to clean yourself before enter the Hall. That's why I told you all to clean yourself. The water you use is not an ordinary, it's an Astral Water, the water of purity. This step already completed. Now we are going to move forward for the next step."
Every elder and the members of the Supreme Clans entered the hall. Once everyone was inside, the doors were sealed shut.
Whoa...
The inner chamber slowly opened, revealing countless statues of sacred birds. Each one represented a different clan.
The three Supreme Clans took their seats beneath the statues they revered.
I saw Father sitting beneath the giant eagle statue, representing our Nekhbet Clan.
The head of the Bennu Clan sat beneath the statue of a magnificent bird that resembled a phoenix.
The leader of the Horus Clan took his seat beneath the towering falcon statue, the sacred symbol of their clan.
"The second step, The Circle of Witnesses, complete. In this step every important figure present now.
And it's time for the ancient chant, The Invocation, where the ancient prayer going to happen and the weapons going to awaken."
A priest coming in front of a giant wall, praying some things in his mouth and light of different colours comes out from that wall. Notification of the awaken of the weapons.
"Now I'm going to explain the future steps.
The Trial of Spirit – every student have to come forward one by one according to their ranks. Each student stands alone within a magic circle while the weapons react to their soul.
The Resonance – the weapon glows, floats toward the student, or calls to them.
The Oath – The student vows to wield the weapon with honor and never abuse its power.
The Bond – The weapon releases energy that merges with the student's spirit, creating a lifelong connection. The student have to give their blood on the weapon and touch it.
The First Draw – The student draws or lifts the weapon for the first time, proving the bond is complete.
The Trial of Arms – it's going to happen after everyone complete the first draw. the student must face elite guards to demonstrate mastery of the newly bonded weapon.
I hope all of you understand. Now one by one come forward according to their clan."
So it's mean I'm the first one. I stand into that magic circle which is glowing.
I saw a sword coming towards me.
"What a suprise, you got the Velmour. A sword not chosen for centuries. And represents your royalty.
The fact that you are chosen by a divine relics is proving your worth and your royal blood." The priest said that to me.
Velmour, I heard about that before. It's a sword of a formar head of the Nekhbet clan. In Books it's written that it's the one of the royal sword know as 'The Crowned Blade', but the formar user took his life with that sword. Like he is the burden. Why it's chose me after a centurie?
"Now, offer your blood to the sword."
I cut my palm and gripped the sword.
A crimson light enveloped both of us, binding us together.
"Take your oath."
"I, the wielder of Velmour, swear this oath: I will follow the will we share and protect our religion and the royal blood entrusted to me."
"Wow... Did you see him? He's so cool!"
"I wish I were in his group."
The girls went crazy over me.
But what was the point...
when the only girl I wanted never looked at me the way I wished she would?
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PART 11 :-
GLORY OF PRINCESSES
Minidra perspective :-
So, he was chosen by Velmour. I've heard it's an incredibly powerful sword... but one burdened with deep regret.
"Now, the next one."
I gestured toward Athena, signaling for her to go before me.
She stepped into the circle.
To everyone's surprise, three weapons appeared before her.
"Is your dream to become an assassin?"
"Yes."
"That's why this many weapon comes for you. Because an assassin needs multiple weapon. You got yourself a Ninjato, named Shizan, a type mixed with Shizukage & Shingan, perfect straight sword for an assassin, along side with a pair of Karambit, their name is Raze & Ruin, a destructive pair. They are consider as a divine relics as well."
She completed the oath by offering her blood.
"I, the wielder of Shizan, alongside Raze and Ruin, swear that I will never abandon my mission and will fulfill every task as a true assassin."
"I presume you're the Princess of Muu. You're just like your mother—cold-hearted and willing to kill anyone who stands in your way."
"I'll take that as a compliment."
"It was meant to be an insult."
"As if I care about your insults."
She cut the priest off before he could say anything else and walked away.
Now it was my turn.
"Mini, good luck."
Bright wished me good luck.
I smiled at him.
My heart is beating so fast...
Iras had told me that I would probably be chosen by an Urumi.
It didn't matter what weapon chose me.
I had trained hard because I wanted to show Bright that I had grown stronger too.
"Step into the circle."
"Ah... y-yes."
I stepped into the center of the magic circle.
A single Urumi slowly appeared before me.
"What!!?? A Urumi!!! It's been decades when someone got chosen by this unique weapon. Amoris, an urumi whose flowing blade symbolizes the invisible thread that binds two souls. It represents unwavering love, devotion, and the willingness to protect the one you cherish, even at great personal cost."
So, its name is Amoris. I should read some books about it after I get home.
"That can't be happening!"
"What happened?"
A brilliant white light radiated from the weapon, wrapping itself around her.
"You've been chosen by Amoris, the only Urumi that is considered a Divine Relic. You must carry an exceptionally deep love for someone."
Did it choose me because of my love for Bright...?
Oh... oh my God...
I'm so happy.
I cut my palm, placed my hand on the weapon, and took my oath.
"I, the wielder of Amoris, swear this oath: no matter what happens, I will always stand beside and protect the ones I love."
I stepped out of the circle.
"Congratulations, Mini. It looks perfect on you. Here, I brought some bandages."
Bright held out a roll of bandages.
"May I?"
"Yes."
You don't need my permission...
His hands were so gentle as he carefully wrapped the bandage around my palm.
My heart wouldn't stop racing.
I couldn't think straight anymore.
"Someone's turning as red as a tomato."
"Hey, shut up, Bond."
This is so embarrassing...
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PART 12 :-
LOYALTY OR REVENGE
Bond perspective :-
Now it was the B-Rankers' turn.
Dilsan stepped into the circle.
A massive iron hammer, nearly as tall as he was, appeared before him. Its long handle fit him perfectly.
"A otsuchi war hammer, that's quite surprising. It's name is Regivar, also known as 'The Gurdian of the King'. A divine relics made for surve to it's king. It's chosen you must mean, you are born to protect the royal blood."
"I know that. Everyone has been telling me that since I was born."
"Now, take your oath."
"I, Dilsan, chosen by Regivar, swear this oath: I will protect the royal blood, even if it costs me my life."
Protect the royal blood...?
Does that mean he's destined to become the bodyguard of the supreme clans? But... is that really what he wants?
Now it was my turn.
The old man had said I would probably be chosen by a sword.
But what kind of sword?
Before, I had been nervous.
Now, after watching everyone else... I was excited.
A strange breeze brushed past me.
In the next moment, I saw the old man standing there.
"How did you get in here!?"
"Oh, don't be like them. You're better than that. I have my reasons for being here... and I have the blood and the oath required to enter as well."
His last words were unusually cold.
"Old geezer, what are you doing here?"
He smacked me on the head.
"At least call me Shisho while we're here. I have a great deal of respect in this place. There was no way I'd miss my student's most important day."
"This place is sealed. Then how did you get in?"
"Oh, come on. Did you really think something like that could stop me?"
"Does that mean they're here as well?" one of the Supreme members asked.
"Hah... Iri? No. She said she respects this ritual. Since she doesn't possess the required blood, she refused to enter, even though she probably could if she wanted to. As for Chiron... he doesn't need to be here. He already knows what's going to happen."
"Interfering with the ritual is a crime."
"Just shut up. According to you, everything is a crime. I'm here to watch my student, just as you're here to watch your son. I have no intention of causing chaos."
He walked over to me.
"I presume you've already made up your mind. I'm only here to tell you one thing.
Even if that sword chooses you... you can always come back.
I'll be there to help you."
I didn't fully understand what he meant.
But... it sounded like something a parent would say to their child.
For some reason, it made me happy.
I stepped into the circle.
The magic circle began to glow.
What is this strange feeling...?
The ceiling suddenly shone with a brilliant light.
BOOM!
A powerful explosion echoed through the chamber.
A sword descended.
It was of ordinary length, but its blade was exceptionally thin, making it perfect for my fighting style.
"Who are you...? What are you...?" the High Priest whispered in disbelief.
"To possess such an overwhelming desire for revenge... that the Sword of Revenge itself has chosen you."
"The Sword of Revenge...?"
"Ultor, that's it's name. The strongest divine relics. Only an Astra can overshadow it's power. It's have only one purpose in life. And it's surve justice and revenge. And its meaning—"The Avenger"—perfectly captures a sword born from revenge. Your strong desire for revenge have the same will as it's. Not only that, you need to have a strong will for revenge to have this sword." Old man told me.
"How do you know so much about that sword?"
"Simple. Its previous wielder was my master. That's exactly why I didn't want you to inherit it. I don't want you to suffer the same fate he did."
I was stunned after hearing that.
It's perfect... It's exactly what I wanted.
Now there's no way anyone can save them from me.
"Now, take your oath."
I glanced at Bright.
He looked worried.
You don't have to worry. If I ever stand against you, your master will kill me before things go too far.
"I, the wielder of Ultor, swear this oath: no matter what it takes, I will have my revenge and uphold justice wherever injustice exists."
I let my blood fall onto the blade.
A black light wrapped around my hand and the sword, sealing the oath.
When it was complete, I stepped out of the circle.
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