Massacre 1

Leonard groaned, his ears filled with ringing noises as the continuous clangs of the sword clashed. Students failed to escape the room, seeing that the guards were also into this as they started hacking at the nearest student. 

He slowly regained his shaky sight as he started sitting up. 

—Clang!

Swords clashed, Leonard squinted his eyes, his sight feeding his brain the blurry image of students fighting. 

"Fuck!"

His voice laced with mana, it reverberated in the whole room. Yula was occupied with several terrorists from all sides, same with Lenneza. 

Walter on the other hand, was taking them all down from all sides, he felt like a hero as he saved other students from being killed. 

Leonard stood up so fast it was hard to notice. Abigail was healing students who were protecting her and some students were about to be hacked to death. 

Leonard started running to the needy students, with no weapons on hand, just pure mana on his fists ready to explode at a moment's touch. 

"It's because of you nobles we suffer! Death to all nobles—"

A punch made him silent, Leonard was saving a tattered group of children who were trying their best to survive. The terrorist group who was surrounding them looked at Leonard with deep seethed hatred in their eyes. 

Leonard couldn't care enough for them, he grabbed the knocked-out terrorist and threw him with malevolent force toward the others. 

"Wha—"

They couldn't catch their comrade who was thrown like a tennis ball. Leonard looked at the other children who were in tatters, casting heal, though it was weak it was enough to heal some wounds. 

"T-thank you…"

Leonard was not proficient with healing magic, but it was enough to get the children to utter a given set of thanks. 

Leonard looked at the other children, the terrorist outnumber all of them by 6 to 1. Thankfully the number of prodigies there is a lot. 

"Look, another prodigy."

A terrorist with full body armour looked at Leonard, sword in hand with raging flames. 

"Take that kid out, we need to send a message."

The terrorist with a flaming sword lunged at Leonard, and he responded by dashing backwards as the terrorist slashed the moment he thought the range was close enough. 

Leonard clicked his tongue, the screams of the children making his mood even worse. The terrorist in front of him raised his sword but little did he know that's the last time he is going to manage to raise his blade. 

"What—"

Shadows beneath the man swallowed him at breakneck speeds, it was impossible to even see what Leonard did. He focused his attention on the screaming children, trying to cast a spell trying to save themselves in front of the terrorist who had some sort of militarized training. 

Leonard didn't care anymore, he turned himself shadow and dashed at lightning speeds toward the group of terrorists. Using his pure mana to make brutal damage to the filth of society. 

"Fuck, there's a prodigy here!"

One raised his sword to slash at Leonard, but the sword isn't even enhanced by mana, so Leonard with his enhanced use of mana struck the incoming blade and shattered it into a million pieces. 

The terrorist only has wide eyes at that point before he got smashed in the face with a blitzing fist that contained the raw force of siege weaponry. 

Leonard continued his assault, terrorist after another. Lenneza looked at Leonard as if he was a monster, there is no more terrorist going after the defenceless children. 

Walter, Abigail, Yula, Lenneza and the other prodigal students such as the 10 children from the other duchies are the only ones occupied by a highly trained terrorist. 

"Who is that kid!?"

"Retreat!"

The hole in the wall of the halls suddenly was covered by a massive solid black wall, as if some slime spread out and covered it. 

"What the!?"

"None of you."

The voice laced with mana filled the room filled with malevolence and anger. 

"None of you are leaving alive."

It was a simple message, and every terrorist in the room started panicking. However, they found themselves unable to move. Their shadows stretched to one singular point, which is Leonard. 

"L-Leo!?"

Lenneza called in urgent worry. Leonard glanced at her and shook his head, he did not care anymore about hiding this power. He already got another one anyway. 

With a single command from Leonard, the terrorists vanished like light in a single second, and none of the students in the halls even saw what took them away. 

***

Walter was moving like a dancer within the field, he was toying with these fools, how dare they come into the academy thinking they'll be fine?

His swords swirled like a fluttering butterfly in the wind, unobstructed by anything. He slashed and killed a terrorist, turning him into two pieces. 

The group then backed off, another bigger terrorist with a mace laced with Brute mana into it, like Sword mana, in blunt weapons exists Brute mana, only martial artists who use blunt weapons will have this kind of mana. 

"Death to all nobles!" he screamed. 

"Ha…"

These fools! How weak are you to target children? Walter saw the retreating terrorists target groups of children. Walter gritted his teeth, he doesn't have a proper insult to this kind of person. 

The large terrorist dashed forward towards Walter, with a swing of his mace filled with brute mana and his body swirling with vitality. 

He swung but Walter dodged, his sword couldn't take that much brute force. As the large terrorist stopped to turn around, Walter took advantage and swung his sword toward the terrorist but to his surprise, the terrorist just stood there. 

"What the…"

Blood started dripping down the floor in an unadulterated manner. He was so surprised that he dashed backwards, watching the large man fall without dignity.

Everyone paused, a child with red hair swirling with pure mana was seething with rage, a head on his hand. Walter could tell that this child was so angry that he couldn't see his surroundings with rationality. 

It was further proven by his bleeding head, that he isn't minding, probably by his rage. The head on the child's hand was thrown at a group of terrorist ganging on a set of defenceless children. 

It… the head was thrown so fast it burst open the moment it contacted the terrorist boy.

Only then the loud noise of the flesh and bones shattering woke him up as he fell on his butt. He squinted his eyes as he looked around with the same rage. 

"Fuck!"

Everyone could hear his words laced with mana. But no one couldn't look at him at that moment, the moment they stopped they would be killed. 

It's kill or be killed at the moment, Walter kept his eyes on the terrorists that came out of the hole to gang up on him. 

"These damn prodigies are a pest!"

They keep coming in with the same fervour, like ants to a pile of food. The hall was big enough for a thousand people. And all of these hundreds of children of nobility are being culled. 

"None of you."

Then a familiar voice laced with mana permeated the room. All the terrorists stopped moving. 

"None of you are leaving."

Then, with a black blur, all the terrorists disappeared in a flash. Nobody could figure out how, but when all of them were gone. 

They all fell with relief to their knees, the moment they realized that the terrorists disappeared. Some started crying, a late reaction. 

The worst part was that some children were tugging on dead bodies and calling their friends names. 

"Lenneza help me!"

The Red-haired child then went to the injured, calling the white-haired girl to his side, who seemed to frantically go with him. 

Walter clicked his tongue. He couldn't save as much as the red-haired boy did but he didn't pursue a comparison, in the situation he couldn't. 

Out of five hundred children, a hundred were culled.