Training with Arthur

One fell as he hopped through the tyres and another was caught up by his colleague as he was picking a weapon.

Climbing the platform, he jumped grasping one of the ropes tightly to the point of cutting his flesh as though it was the only thing that would save him from the verge of death!

This showed the students that some ropes were just a trap for them to fail. They had to be so observative.

Myla turned to Arthur smiling who was behind her.

"I think we should be careful." She blurted out observing the ongoing students.

"Yes, we should be careful or else we will go for the punishment!" He exclaimed. The punishment was running around the field ten times with weights.

Soon, it was Myla's turn. She hopped through the tyres as first as she could as she sweated heavily. Her muscles felt clenched but she fought through the pain and continued.

She choose her weapon; a sword then she crawled through the barbed wire.

On the other hand, Arthur was signaled to start.

He didn't get any problem as he hopped through the tyres because this was his daily routine during the time he trained with his uncle.

The students were suprised as they commented viciously.

"Huh! What a fool? He's not gonna make it."

"Yeah, many ropes are there but he wanted to show that he's so wise. Hmph!"

"Hey, isn't that Myla Reins' slave?"

"Yes, it is! Let's see. He's gonna make himself a fool, Myla will abandon him and take me in!" Another boosted.

But what happened next shocked them all!

In an instant, all they could see was Arthur's landing. He had somersaulted to the ground landing like 'Thor' with his hand and one knee on the ground and the head bowed slightly.

"What? I didn't see that coming!"

"He really landed well and didn't fail? How impressive!"

"Hmph! That was just luck!" The students had gulped in shock as they didn't see him grasp the last rope but only land! They were sure they had been keeping a close eye.

Myla immediately ran to his side helping him up.

"That was really impressive!" She exclaimed as she smiled cutely.

"Thanks!"

"It was an incredible speed. I bet none saw how you grasped the rope."

"Oh, I didn't notice that. But am glad we won't get the punishment."

*Sigh* Myla sighed from relief.

"Yah, those punishments are terrible!" She exclaimed a bit agitated.

Almost half of the students had not passed as they had to go for their punishments by the end of the day.

The military routine went on as usual and finally it was time for their personal administration as the lessons were done for the day.

Arthur and Myla had agreed to meet up at 4:30 pm at the gate. By this time, they had both arrived and were checking out of the military.

They booked a private training room at 'Dragon training arena'. It was a spacious room void of anything with fiery red walls and were given two swords.

"I think this would work." Arthur commented.

"Yeah, it will." She smiled.

"Take your stance. We will spar a little bit." He said as she swung the swords.

"Ok!" She replied.

Soon, sounds of wooden swords were heard clashing against each other.

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Alfred was in the room pacing back and forth worriedly waiting for Arthur. He wanted him to answer some questions.

But to his dismay, he didn't show up.

"What do I do? Is he being bullied by that girl?"

"Oh, no! I have to save him." He thought as he stepped out. It was time supper so all students would be in the canteen, that's where he headed.

He scanned the whole canteen but he couldn't find both of them.

"Don't....tell me..... she's torturing him now?" He pondered about it.

He decided to search the training grounds, classrooms, cubicles, library and everywhere else but all in vain! He was going insane!

"Maybe, he's back!" He thought as he went to the dorm with his hopes up. It was getting dark.

But when he reached the dorm, all his hopes were ditched. He was nowhere to be seen.

"I will wait for him!" He thought. He knew he couldn't stay out all night.

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Mean while, Myla had fallen to the ground laying on her back sweating and all exhausted, panting.

As she was like that, Arthur was all energetic like he didn't even weild a sword.

"Hey, just get up." Arthur said as he hit her sword that was in her hand as it laid on the ground.

"Noo, Arthur, you are a monster." She retorted out of breath.

"You said it would be a little bit, and it's been 3hrs already! Non-stop! Am tired!" She said to him.

"Just get up, I didn't expect this from an archer! Moreover a high ranked one! Oh my! Am truly disappointed!" He claimed still hitting her sword with his.

"No!" She covered her ears playfully.

"It will only be a little bit."

"Nooo....." She replied playfully with her tongue out.

"Ok, let's make a deal. If your sword touches my body, we will rest!" He declared.

Hearing this, Myla sat up in excitement.

"Are you sure? Even if it touches you a little bit?" She asked with stars in her eyes.

"Yeah...!" He replied as she stood up holding her sword then she started swinging it at him excitedly.

The more excited she became, the more offside attacks she delivered.

"Wo...wo...wo.....go slow. Be less emotional! The more emotions you put in, the more you mess. Be neutral!" He instructed as he guarded her attack with his own.

Then he ducked out from the tight spot he was in and counter attacked swinging his sword to knock her sword off but instead it knocked her hand very hard.

"Ah!" She shrieked in pain as she sat down.

"Are you alright?" He asked as he ran to her but what happened next as he reached her surprised him.

She raised her sword hitting it on her leg ever so lightly.

"Gotcha!" She exclaimed in excitement giggling at her wisdom.

"What was that?" He asked clearly agitated.

"I won, so we rest."

"But you tricked me!"

"Mm, kinda. There were no rules, so it's acceptable."

"But are you fine? I mean this." He said as he examined it. It had rubbed raw: swollen and red.

"I will get you a pill." He said as he attempted to stand up before he was stopped by her.

"It's alright. It will heal in no time." She explained.

"If you don't take a pill, it will take time."

"No, it's gonna heal." She replied back before showing him her hand.

"See.... It's healing." It was really healing no longer swollen but somehow still red.

"Mm, but how?" He asked clearly confused.

"Just a moment. Am really hungry." She grabbed her phone ordering a pizza which was delivered in 5mins.

"So tell me about it." He said picking up a slice referring to her already healed hand.

"I really don't know. It's been like this since I was a kid." She explained.

"That's strange. Maybe you have orange blood in you." He replied.

"Yah, I think so too." She smiled.

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Arthur came back to his dorm at nearly midnight as it was the curfew.

His other roommates had also just entered except Alfred who was patiently waiting for him to return.

"Are you alright?" Alfred asked worriedly.

"Where were you? Did that girl bully you? I have to deal with her tomorrow. How could she? Am...."

"No, it's nothing like that. Am not bullied." He assured.

"Then, where were you?"

"I was in the training room." He lied.

'I know you are lying to me! You are being threatened, I will save you.' he thought.

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Days went on as the rulers continued to oppress the others. They robbed, insulted and threatened them.

As Arthur and Myla were walking around during the lunch break, they were confronted by two rulers who looked like twins.

They had medium coloured crystals and red spiky hair.

"What do you want?" Myla asked.

"I think you what I want too well, beautiful. Credit cards." The first one replied.

"Or.....you can go on a date with us." The second one suggested looking at Myla with dreamy eyes

Arthur stepped in front; shielding her.

"What if we say no?" Arthur snapped.

"Then, we will have to make you say yes." They second one replied.

"You will have to pass through me." Arthur said.

"Hahahaha. I've never seen a green so arrogant and brazen. So you are challenging me? Wake up! Looking at our leagues? You are at the bottom and am at the top." The second one smirked.

Then, Arthur felt a tug on his sleeve. Myla was pointing at their headbands.

"Let me handle this. You can't with your current rank." She whispered as she stepped in front of him.

"So you want to fight before you submit to us? Don't worry. We won't hurt your pretty face." Both said at the same time with a hint of arrogance.

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A few minutes later, they were seen on the ground groaning in pain with bloody faces.

"That was impressive!" Arthur commented.

"It's because I have a great teacher." She smiled.

"Was that a compliment?"

"I think so." Myla smiled.

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