Chapitre 11: Official Arena
"You can use the remaining time to go for a walk around the territory of the school, remember that you are forbidden to enter certain areas of the academy."
The students nodded and spread throughout the school.
"I hear there's an official arena."
"I've heard it too, they say that's where the annual competitions are held."
"Oh, I didn't know. Why don't we go see it?"
Sahazel and Setanta listened to the conversation between the three girls as they walked the school grounds.
"Annual competitions?"
"Hey, the academy seems to have some interesting events," Sahazel smiled slightly.
"Tch, you don't even know about the annual competitions, are you monkeys?" A female voice was heard from behind the two boys.
"I'm not sure if we're monkeys, but you sure are a dog following us all the time" Setanta laughed slightly.
"W-W-What are you saying! You are the dog, your family is a dog!" Fleur blushed.
"You are right, from where I come the call me Hound"Setanta did not deny Fleur's words.
"Eh" Fleur did not expect that answer from Setanta, curiosity acted unconsciously.
"Why do they call you that?"
"Because I become a beast when I fight" Setanta stared at Fleur.
Fleur felt a beastly pressure when she saw Setanta's orange eyes. She felt that she was being watched by a natural predator.
"Hey" Sahazel hit Setanta's head, he withdrew his pressure and his eyes returned to their original blue. Sahazel looked at Fleur and was surprised to see that she could still hold on to her two legs.
"Tell me about the annual competitions."
"To begin with, there are two types of regular competitions: regular competitions and annual competitions" Fleur began the explanation.
"In regular competitions, class D has to challenge class C, class C to class B and class B to class A. If, for example, class D succeeds in defeating class C then the resources of class C become Class D".
"Then it' s a fight for better resources" Setanta seemed to have understood the reason for this competition.
"That's right. Because each class gets better resources than the last, the classes fight each other over these resources. The winning class keeps the resources for three months before the next regular competition."
"And class A just has to defend their position, it's pretty convenient considering they get the best resources."
"As far as I know, there's only been one time when a class had managed to snatch the best resources from class A."
"Did anyone get it?" asked Setanta in surprise.
"Atalanta Freccia, isn't it?" Sahazel replied before Fleur could speak.
"That's right, Professor Atalanta managed to take her class D to the highest position in her fifth year in the academy. It is said that Professor Zuri did not take the defeat well and that is why she chose to enter as a teacher along with Professor Atalanta".
"How did you know?" Setanta asked Sahazel.
"It is obvious that Professor Atalanta is extremely talented just as it is obvious that she comes from a common background, she was able to match another supertalented person like Zuri Gawain coming from a common background so I thought there was a good chance that she would be the person able to lead a common class to the highest position" Sahazel calmly explained.
"It makes sense, I've never been good at paying attention to details so I hadn't noticed that" Setanta scratched his head awkwardly.
Fleur was amazed once again to hear Sahazel's detailed explanation.
"What about the annual competitions?"
"The annual competitions are different from the regular ones. The annual competitions are individual competitions, it is a kind of tournament in which all the pupils of each year fight against each other. You will receive a reward depending on your remaining position in the tournament and another reward depending on your remaining position in your class".
"Interesting" Sahazel muttered and Setanta nodded, completely in accordance with his words.
This kind of regular and annual competitions were the result of hard discussions among the members of the council of elders. They thought of this idea to foster the spirit of struggle among the students and a way to reward their efforts. The class A students had an initial advantage, but they had to make an effort to maintain their position.
They reached the official arena. From the outside it looked like a common office building. They entered the building and saw a lot of magical formations.
"Level 7 Formations" Sahazel muttered.
"That's right, space attribute level 7 hunters came together to build these formations. If you enter them they will take you to the true location of the Arena," Fleur explained.
"Isn't there another way to go to the Arena?"
"No, the true location of the Arena is a secret and is only known to members of the council of elders. In addition, they had to sign a soul contract not to be able to tell anyone the location".
If before he was slightly interested in the Arena, now Sahazel was completely curious about its secret location.
They went through the magical formation and appeared in a room similar to the previous one. The only thing that changed was the infernal aura that was not felt before.
"And to think that those geezers have the guts to create an Arena in this place" Sahazel commented in surprise.
"I'm surprised too, a disaster could happen if they don't take enough precautions. It is fortunate that he has not discovered this Arena" Setanta agreed with Sahazel.
They both knew where they were at the very moment they felt the infernal aura. Fleur did not listen to the conversation between them as she was struggling to adapt to the change in the aura.
"Aah, it cost me more than I expected" Fleur was exhausted after adapting to the infernal aura with difficulty.
The drops of sweat fell down her forehead and her cheeks were slightly flushed. Setanta swallowed unconsciously at the sight of Fleur's sexy appearance.
"Come on"Sahazel, on the other hand, did not give her a second glance and proceeded to leave the room.
Fleur clenched her teeth, she didn't know why, but she was irritated to see that Sahazel wasn't paying attention to her. Setanta saw all this and shook his head helplesly.
They saw the Arena as they came out of the formation hall. A circular Arena about 150m radius, surrounded by a wall 10m high and stands with a capacity of more than 1000 people. A dome surrounded the bleachers on the outside so that the outside could not be seen, it was probably made so that they could not know where the Arena was located.
"It is not bad" Setanta sincerely praised the sand in front of him, the desire to fight inside him was activated unconsciously when he saw the sand. His eyes changed to orange and his body began to shake slightly.
"Is not the time"Sahazel's words were like a bucket of cold water for Setanta. He returned to normal quickly.
"Sahazel is right, you cannot fight in the Arena if it is not an official fight. Today we have been able to enter thanks to that it is the first day and let us visit all the facilities" Fleur did not notice anything strange.
"It' s okay, I guess I'll have to wait until the next competition" Setanta sighed resignedly, he really wanted to fight.
"Crazy fighter, you already died once for that" Sahazel muttered in a voice that only Setanta could hear.
"In the past I was alone, don't I have you by my side now?" Setanta smiled at Sahazel.
A soft smile passed over Sahazel's face before fading away. He struck Setanta's head and advanced into the room of magical formations.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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