Tbate-Ships

Fourth Ship: Arthur Leywin (Grey) and Seris Vitra

Author's Note: This story will take place from the Arch of the Central Academy.

My exams started so I have to study, I have 21 subjects, so I have to study hard and I can't fail the last year of high school. I'll try to update the story as much as I can in the next few days, but I don't promise anything, but when my tests are over I'll go back to posting a chapter a day.

Maybe roll a trisal here just maybe.

From the Seris Vitra point of view

The afternoon sun warmed my back, I was on a nameless plateau, high in the Basilisk Claw Mountains. Not far from Taegrin Caelum.

Me, Nico, Cadell, Dragoth, Dranevee, and a few other figures from the fortress had also come. Agrona was not, but I have never seen him leave the castle before.

We were all watching Cecilia's training, her mana control was magnificent but not better than Arthur's at least for now, but her growth was frightening, in just 4 months she had already reached the level of the Spear that Uto killed in Dicathen.

'I'll have to give Arthur a little push, Agrona has his new pet, and it would only be a matter of time before he decided to use her. If Arthur takes too long running around the Relictombs playing cake with Caera, or hiding under the guise of "Professor Grey" at the Central Academy, the war between the Vritras and the Azuras of Epheotus will begin and everything will be destroyed.' I sighed.

Nico, who was distant from all of us, carefully observes the training of his beloved, for me Nico's senses for Cecilia more as an obsession than love.

Draneeve was more excited as he clapped his hands and yelled into the wind, his mask giving his voice a rough quality I found uncomfortable to hear. Nico waved Draneeve to silence, and the masked man stopped screaming, though he continued with a slow, inconsistent applause.

Cadell and Dragoth were watching Nico with a look of pity and amusement on their faces.

"Nico," Cadell said, his tone full of ice and fire, "be nice to your pet. After all, it was Draneeve who brought him back from that horrible continent." Draneeve fidgeted, his demeanor unreadable behind his ugly mask. "He would be a general now, perhaps even a retainer, if he hadn't withdrawn from Dicathen to save his ungrateful hide."

Nico clenched his fists and took a step away from Draneeve. "Don't talk to me like I'm inferior, Cadell. I'm a Scythe too, remember?"

Dragoth smiled, his teeth shining white as moonlight through his beard. "You're right, little Nico. You're a Scythe. And the name Scythe has a little less meaning since the day we considered you part of our group." He laughed out loud at his own joke, but it didn't stop there. "Maybe Bivrae should be a Scythe, or even Draneeve!" he said, practically shouting, his smile turning menacing.

Nico scoffed. "And where was the mighty Dragoth during the war? Tell me, Titan of Vechor, why did your servant go to Dicathen and die while you were safe and..."

"Watch your next words," Dragoth growled, his smile quickly falling. He took a step toward Nico, his massive muscles swelling.

"If the high ruler could choose between you and Leywin, who would be reincarnated in Alacrya, I'll bet you 5,000.00 gold coins he would choose Leywin without even thinking," Cadell scoffed making us all look at him, Dragoth's face transformed. in a deep frown at the mention of Arthur after all he believed he was the one who killed Uto."If it wasn't for me you wouldn't even be here Nico you would have died for Leywin in the war, you're strong I don't deny that but... " Cadell shot Nico a death glare before finishing his sentence, "Know your place!"