Maakin's Bold Intention
And
The Second Princess
In the ruined stage, Jaino notices a cloaked person approaching. The pain on his wounded lower arm, upper arm, his leg, and his feet stirs his consciousness. His eyes barely lift. He listens to the person's revealing feminine voice while she halts in the distance, "I am your next opponent. Please never expect I would be gentle. This is for your own good. Don't ask who I am. I'm not part of this institution. I″m just a mere servant.
"Let's begin."
Behind of Jaino the cloaked woman has appeared and she dual-handedly thrusts her short sword. Metals give off the hoarse cries as her attack has deflected and her sword slides onto the sword wielded by the aware Jaino — posing in defense. The size of her sword allows her to quickly follow up her attacks, restraining Jaino to fight back due to a very abrupt distance. Arms grabbing, elbow and feet blocking, both persons maintain their stances' perseverance. Her offensive strikes furiously seek for opening while Jaino's defenses demand for distance.
Another arms grabbing, elbow and feet blocking; and while consolidating her strength, she requests, "Please surrender. You won't last another round; you'll faint." Not hearing even a reply, she has disappeared and stood in a distance. Posing her stance, in the air she thrusts forward her sword.—from the tip of its blade is disappearing. Her intent, using her ability to attack Jaino from behind, has failed to see him parried the blade. She draws her sword, retrieving its blade. She has stood erect and she asks, "Please reply; what are you?" I never expect he could fight like this.
The students of Ritzel, in the bench, are in ruckus. "What an amazing awareness. So this is what an actual fight looks like for a Swords' Basic user."
"Maybe not. History says only a pure norim could master such a thing. Our instructor is probably a fange. He has managed to prevent the last attack. Look at his opponent, she's probably a medou. She uses forbidden skill."
"But he doesn't have vulture's corneas when we have met him earlier. How does made him a fange?"
"Ah! Don't mind it guys! What I know, that was outstanding!"
Again not receiving even a reply, the cloaked female appears behind Jaino and with her lower stance she swings her sword without its blade to Jaino's waist. And Jaino with his defensive stance parries that blade nearby the other side of his waist. The cloaked female has stood while she sheathes her sword. "I lose my mode."
"Forgive me," has finally replied by Jaino. "I thought you are my Kilie."
"How rude of you." And she walks off the ruined stage, leaving Jaino caressing his hair. She speaks to the Chairman, "It's fruitless if you fight him with the sword. He can't be defeated. All of my worries are garbage. I be off now. And remember, you are to be interrogated. We'll inform you officially later on." And she disappears.
What a funny woman, has thought by the chairman. The chairman has approached Jaino and he asks, "What are you and what is your real intention? I remember you were working in a mercenary association before. And I heard the members' defiance was strong to bear years of task. Are you a spy? I don't remember this campus has done wrong."
This is what I've feared about, has thought by Jaino. His strong will to end this proving is bearing to his mind. Despite his thoughts incertitude to return in his rank's duty, he holds his composure. I need aid, I can't last long. I'm falling. "Can we finish this quick—" His words halt as their attentions have diverted to the ruckus in the other entrance of the field.
