Dragonar Blazer Academy of DxD - Chapter 1
And the crossover consists of the following:
* Highschool DxD
* Chivalry of a Failed Knight
* Testament of Sister New Devil
* Dragonar Academy
With elements and characters from:
Devil May Cry
Bleach
Freezing
Madan no Ou to Vanadis
Majikoi
DISCLAIMER: I do my own OC, but not any Anime, Manga, or Light Novel Series from the ones up above or any other crossover that'll appear.
Act I: The Problem Child, and the Mysterious Man
** At a mysterious place in Arc Strada **
The sky was dark-purple, and there was even a purple moon shining outside the place where a boy named Sora Blake is currently in right now. Sora Blake is a young man who bears a strong resemblance to his father, he appears more intimidating. He has long black hair that extends past his back with long fringes covering his forehead and light brown (almost yellow) eyes,Lastly, his canines were longer and sharper.
Right now, he's currently in bed only wearing his blue sleeveless shirt, blue pajama shorts, and his left arm is completely wrapped up in bandages.
"Huh? I-I can't move," said Sora as he tried to move from the bed, but he couldn't.
Then another voice came along.
"It's all right. There's nothing to be afraid of, Sora Blake. I'll treat every last inch of your body just right."
That voice definitely belonged to a woman, but it was a tall, beautiful young woman with a large bosom and curvy figure, long pink hair, and horns on her head.
'Wait' 'H-How do you know my name?' and 'Who are you?' Sora thought.
Then, the woman went on top of Sora, with her bare breasts (with black markings to cover her nipples) pushing on Sora's chest. Sora immediately blushed on that part.
Then, the woman took off Sora's shirt, which revealed his Well Toned scarred abs on his body, showing that he was training for some time and began to kiss on his abs. Then the woman took Sora's left bandaged arm and kissed it. Sora was trying to figure out what the heck she was doing.
Why are you doing this?' Sora asked himself.
"I am Navi," said the woman, as a special aroma wafted around the room. "You can think of this as a ceremony. This ritual is necessary before I can entrust you with my soon-to-be-born self and Him."
"Urgh…!"
Sora woke up back in his dorm room. Everything was back to normal.
"Wow. What a dream…" he said as he looked at his left arm.
Suddenly, his 'Seikoku' or Starbrand, started to burn and glow in a deep red color. This is the first time such a thing has happened. Sora could not believe that this pain is part of this dream.
But soon a piece of armor that looks like a gauntlet starts to form on his left arm as if it was coming out of the 'Seikoku'.
It is a red, claw-shaped gauntlet with yellow accents and green inscriptions on two green jewels. There's one green jewel right on top of his hand and another one close to his elbow. The gauntlet resembles the arm of a dragon but in the form of an armor.
Sora was surprised and a little scared at what's happening to him even though the gauntlet was really beautiful and really cool-looking.
But that feeling completely disappeared when he heard a chuckling sound.
[Kukuku. You look like you had fun playing with Navi, shitty brat.]
"Wha-!" exclaimed Sora as he heard an unfamiliar voice. When he looked, he was shocked to see a gigantic creature right in front of him!
"Red…"
That was the first thing that Sora thought of when he saw the creature. Its skin was deep red. When Sora looked more carefully, he realized that the skin was actually scales. It has big green eyes and a jaw that comes up to its ears, where lots of sharp fangs are growing out. It has big, thick horns on its head. It also has thick arms and legs. The claws look very sharp and terrifying. More than that, its pair of wings that are spread to the sides makes this giant creature look even bigger.
Sora's eyes widened as soon as he realized what it was. He sees this kind of creature every day.
"A Dragon?!"
That's right. A giant red dragon had appeared in front of Sora.
[The way that 'Seikoku' is reacting means that our connection is finally strong enough for me to appear in your dream. It's about time, damn it!]
Sora was too shocked that the dragon can talk to fully comprehend what it's saying. Then Sora could only mutter a question.
"W-Who are you…?"
The red dragon seemed to have smiled after hearing that.
[I'm someone who will be together with you from now on. Yours Dragon . Partners for life. We will be together from now on till the day we die. We shall aim to be strongest in the land and defeat the "White-One". This is our destiny.]
"Eh?" he asked.
[It looks like it's time for you to get ready for school. This is where we part for just a little while. Soon…Soon I'll be born.]
The red dragon started to vanish.
"W-Wait!" said Sora, but he could hear the dragon say these last words that Sora could only remember from that dream…
[Until we meet again, Partner.]
And it all happened just in time.
[KNOCK! KNOCK!]
"Master Sora! Are you almost ready?!" asked a girl outside.
"Ah! Y-Yes!" replied Sora as he put on his academy uniform, which consists of black pants, black shirt with a white vest on top and a yellow tie.
When he got ready, he opened the door to see a girl with hazel and twin tails. Even though she's smaller than him, they're one year apart; she is 16 and he is 17. She's also wearing a maid costume, which gives her a pass to enter the boy's dorm for Advanced Blazer Course Students, Apollo House. Her name is Titta, one of Sora's childhood friends, and Sora's very own personal maid. Being the maid and caretaker of Sora, Titta is very protective towards Sora and sees him as the important responsibility. As a responsible maid, Titta will fulfill her duty from house chores to awaking Sora, to serve her master even if sacrifice is necessary for her just to keep the name of the Blake Family alive. She is also a loyal ally to Sora as she will do anything for his sake.
"Thank you for waking me up Titta," said Sora.
Titta simply smiled as Sora began heading for school while Titta stayed behind and began cleaning Sora's room.
** At the school **
The school Sora was heading to is the Ansullivan Dragonar Blazer Academy, the highest education institute of the Lautreamont Knight Kingdom, one of the places in Arc Strada, which the continent is somehow in the shape of a large dragon. This is a very special school for one reason: the ability to ride Dragons. Students learn as 'Breeders and Blazers.' At the age of 7, the students' bodies receive a dragon larva and a seikoku, or better known as Starbrand and Blazer Training. They give birth to it while being a Basic Course student. After they are born, these dragons grow into either one of the four types: Hydra, Strada, Asia, or Maestro. Hydra Dragons are aquatic dragons that use water magic. Strada Dragons are air-elemental winged dragons, and use wind magic. Asia Dragons are 4-legged land dragons that use earth magic. Finally, there are the Maestro Dragons, which are the evolved form of one of the previous 3, and they master all 3 types. There are two types of those: Holy and Underworld dragons. Any dragon who evolves into a Maestro has the ability to either use Holy Magic or Dark Magic.
"Here are the details of Sora's Device, along with the current moves Sora Really can do. I should explain before I give it to you. Devices are weapons that a Blazer is able to manifest from their soul. They can sometimes be referred to as Holy Swords, Demon Bows, Cursed Tools and Blessed a Device in its Illusionary Form cannot cause damage or kill, if enough overwhelming power is used, then it can put people in a comatose state.
However, only humans which respond to variable Devices can use them. That's how we call them Blazers, and they all have a special trump card called Noble Arts. A Noble Art is the manifestation of their individual abilities and as such is powered by their magical powers and as such, there is no one noble art that is similar to one another even if their abilities are alike as it matches their own user's personal tastes. It has been proven that a Blazer has more than more Noble Art due to either their magic capacity and/or magic control. It all depends on either one of the 4 categories: Body Enhancement, Nature Interference, Conceptual Manipulation or Causation Manipulation.
Right now, in the main hallway, many students are looking at the billboard at the upcoming event…
"The Aries Dragonar Festival…" said one of the girls. "It's almost here."
That girl is Jessica Valentine. She is a breeder with orange-braided hair, and looks like a rich girl as she wears the female version of the academy uniform, which consists of a white jacket with a small white cape and black shirt with a red bowtie and black skirt.
"I can't wait!" said one of Jessica's friends.
"Are you going to practice, Jessica?" asked another.
"Possibly," said Jessica, brushing her hair. "I haven't decided yet."
Then one of the students said, "Look, it's Sora Blake, the school's #1 Problem Child! And The Only A-rank Student Knight. "
Once Sora arrived, everyone looked at him and began murmuring about him.
"How did he even make it to Seniors (Advanced Course) when his 'Pal' hasn't been born yet And how come he is an A rank Knight when He is only related to the Kurogane Family though his Grandfather is a Kurogane."
"You know the old saying: [They take after their masters.] I bet his Pal will be a Problem Child, too."
Pal. That was the sacred word, which represents the "dragon nurtured by the Breeder himself." A larva still sleeping with the Breeder's body cannot be addressed as a Pal. In fact, many students in their Unios (Basic Course) years achieved their pals during their basic lessons. All except for Sora.
Sora became very cross after people were talking about his Pal. He was about to get them when a hand tugged his shirt, stopping him. The one who stopped was…
"Raymond!" said Sora.
Raymond Kirkland. He's a handsome blond young man with a little problem: He's a narcissist. Everyone in the school knew that, and they didn't even dare get close to him due to that personality of his, destroying the impression he gave due to his looks. It was like ruining your own image the moment you opened that stupid mouth of yours.
"Can't you do something about your temper?" asked Raymond.
"I'm not going to stand here and let them mock my Pal!" replied Sora.
"Hmph. I see you haven't changed a bit," said another voice.
Both Sora and Raymond saw the one who said that, which was Maximillian Russell. He's a smart-looking man with glasses with short blue hair. He's an honor student bestowed the title of 'Dragner' by the Paladin, and he's also the Student Council's treasurer.
"Oh, hey Max," said Sora.
"Sora…" replied Max. "We're Second year Seniors now. Learn some self-restraint."
"I…I know, but…"
"Well, I sure hope we have a lot of cute girls in our class!" said Raymond, trying to go to another topic.
"You said the same thing last year," said Sora, not impressed.
"Talk about arrested development," said Max, walking past the two while slowly adjusting his glasses.
** 10 minutes later **
Sora is in one of the classrooms that is jam-packed with students. The instructor then began…
"The new term has begun. As all of you have completed the basic Unios course, you'll be spending the next 3 years in the advanced Senios course. You should know all of this by now, but dragons are very special creatures. The Starbrands you all bear mark you not only as Breeders, but also as portals to the astral flow from Astral Zero that links you to your Pal, the partner dragon born within you, where it has been gestating since the Orphan's Rite that bound you to your role."
As Sora heard about this, he could see that many people show their Starbrands from various parts of their body. From their hands to their thighs, to their legs, and even at the back of their necks. Sora hates showing off, which is why every day, he wraps his entire left arm with bandages trying not to show his large Starbrand.
The instructor then continued, "Thus no one but the master with whom it shares life force can ride a Pal. There are exceptions. Lautreamont Knight Country gained its independence with the help of the Vanadis when the Chevron Kingdom entrusted it with the rearing and management of dragons. However, we remain in a ceasefire with Zephyros Empire to the North, which is well-known for its technological advances, including its mechanical and magical engineering capabilities."
Devices are weapons that a Blazer are able to manifest from their soul. They can sometimes be referred to as Holy Swords, Demon Bows, Cursed Tools and Blessed Tools.
Although a Device in its Illusionary Form cannot cause damage or kill, if enough overwhelming power is used, then it can put people in a comatose state.
"However, in a mock battle, they can also use magic or anything else that goes, but Sacred Gears are absolutely forbidden."
A screen then showed a small army of Hollows attacking a random city.
"The Devices and Sacred Gears are mostly effective against these monsters, the Hollows and the Demons. However, only humans which respond to variable Devices can use them. That's how we call them Blazers, and they all have a special trump card called Noble Arts. A Noble Art is the manifestation of their individual abilities and as such is powered by their magical powers and as such, there is no one noble art that is similar to one another even if their abilities are alike as it matches their own user's personal tastes. It has been proven that a Blazer to have more than more Noble Art due to either their magic capacity and/or magic control. It all depends on either one of the 4 categories: Body Enhancement, Nature Interference, Conceptual Manipulation or Causation Manipulation.
"For Stella Vermillion Gremory, one of her magic abilities is that of a Dragon, and since she's from the Gremory Clan, one of her natural abilities is the famous Power of Destruction, a power that can eliminate ANYTHING that stands in its way. And with those two, unsurprisingly, she's strong. The Blazer's soul determines what weapon they will use in combat. And as much as being a Mage-Knight is good, there's only one ultimate goal in mind…"
"Stella Vermillion Gremory, the second princess of the Vermillion Empire, and the third princess of the Gremory Clan, will be visiting Japan today. She was accepted at Ansullivan Academy, the chivalry in Tokyo, and was once an all-girls school, with the highest score of all time, and she's not only been said to be the strongest and a gifted knight, but is also related to Rias Gremory, the first princess of the Gremory Clan, who's exceptionally gifted in magic.
'War, huh?' thought Sora. 'There have been so many of these recently.'
"So, with all of that in mind, please conduct yourselves with the pride and responsibility befitting students of Ansullivan Dragonar Blazer Academy," finished the instructor.
[YES, MA'AM!] replied the students.
** 20 minutes later **
As Sora looked at his books, Raymond came to him and said…
"Don't let it get to you, Sora."
"Let what?"
"That stuff about exceptions."
"I don't," said Sora.
"But still, how come you're the only one who can ride other people's Pals?"
"You're asking the wrong guy," Sora replied.
And that's when it happened.
"Out of my way!"
Both Sora and Raymond looked at the door to see 3 girls covering the Exit, and a young, buxom blonde girl, with the female academy uniform with a beret on top of her head, was trying to get out.
"Why are you standing around and chatting here, of all places? Don't you realize how annoying that is?"
"Oh! S-Sorry about that!" said one of the 3 girls, who was startled as she and the other 2 moved away.
As the blonde-haired girl walked away, the 3 girls began to discuss her.
"Did you hear her?"
"So stuck-up."
Both Ash and Raymond were surprised.
"Oh boy," said Raymond.
"Wasn't that whatshername?" asked Ash. "She's in our class for the first time."
"Yeah. That's Silvia Lautreamont. The 4th princess of Lautreamont Knight Country. Her grades are top-notch, but because of her personality and noble rank, people tend to shy away from her. She's known as The Ice Blue Princess."
** At the Main Hallway **
As Sora and Raymond were walking out, Raymond asked, "Aren't you running in the race?"
"What race?"
"That race," said Raymond, pointing to the billboard. "The Aries Dragonar Festival."
"Oh, that," said Sora. "Not without a Pal, no."
"Sheesh, you're still worried about your left arm?" asked Raymond. "If you ask me, that starbrand is badass!"
"Yes, I'm worried!" said Sora as various chats began.
"Is that the President?"
"It's President Rebecca!"
Many students all gathered around to see an extremely beautiful young woman with long red hair, green eyes, large breasts, and is very curved.
"It's the 3rd-year class President, Rebecca Randall, known as The Scarlet Empress. The Arch dragonar who commands Cu Chulainn, the greatest Maestro in the whole academy," said Raymond. "Not to mention her gorgeous face and her seductive body… Just once, I'd love to take her on… if you know what I mean."
"Idiot," said Ash.
That question has grabbed Rebecca's attention.
"Oh shit! Do you think she heard me?" asked Raymond, feeling a little uneasy.
"Don't ask me," said Sora, quietly slipping away.
Raymond couldn't believe what Sora was doing.
"You traitor!" yelled Raymond.
** 2 hours later **
There was a section of dragons lined up, along with the students next to them.
The male instructor said, "Right! Now let's start our Dragonar battle training. These weaponless techniques form the basis of all Dragonar battle skills."
Right now, Sora, now in his Dragsuit, is borrowing Raymond's Pal, Brigid, to begin the training. Sora actually knew that Raymond was planning to skip the festival race this time.
Sora, whose pal still had not been born after such a long time, had always borrowed the pals of other students during practical examinations like this one.
"Thanks, Raymond," said Sora.
"Don't sweat it," replied Raymond.
"Good girl, Brigid."
As the dragon roared softly at Sora, the instructor warned the students, "Again, be very careful about touching a dragon other than your practice partner. You don't want to cause an accident."
Indeed to other students, riding other people's pals was high-tide suicide, but to Sora, not only it was not dangerous, but it was something natural to him.
No matter how short-tempered the dragon was, it would obediently allow Sora to ride on its back. Whether it was a Strada, Asia, or Hydra, he could control it with ease.
"Ready? Mount up!" said the Instructor, as the students all went to their Dragons, while Sora went on Brigid.
The students were ready. Their Pals were ready.
The instructor then gave the signal.
"Begin!"
And they're off! The Dragons were fighting one another in great time.
"Whoa! Seeing so many moving together is really something!" said Raymond.
One of the many competing is Silvia Lautreamont, with her golden hair tied in a bun, with her Pal named Lancelot, a Strada Dragon.
"Go, Lancelot!" yelled Silvia as Lancelot unleashed a series of magical attacks. The Dragons used some of their magic to shield themselves from getting hit.
"That's the Ice Blue Princess for you!" said Raymond. "Such power! How's Sora?"
Sora is not doing bad. As he and Brigit went head-to-head with another student and Dragon, they attacked first, but Sora anticipated the move, and shielded himself at the right moment.
BAM!
It was then he and Brigit attacked the Dragon head-on!
'Man, this is so much fun!' thought Sora.
"Oh yeah, he's in the zone!" said Raymond.
"Let's go, Brigid!" said Sora as Brigit went on the offensive once again.
'That's the way! A body slam, then a rear dodge, and finally straight for the jugular!'
Sora's plan worked perfectly as one of his opponents went down.
"Yes!" Everything was going well until…
"Sora! Behind you!" warned Raymond.
He didn't notice that Lancelot was behind him at that moment.
BUMP!
Until it was too late. Luckily, Sora managed to land Brigid safely on the ground. As for Lancelot…
ROAR!
It was crying loudly.
"It's okay, Lancelot. Calm down!" said Silvia.
"I'm sorry, Brigid. I'm so sorry!" said Sora, trying to calm down Brigid, but it too cried in pain.
"Hang on! Stop right there!" said the Instructor as he and Raymond went to Sora. "What do you think you're doing, Sora Blake? I told you to be careful not to touch any dragon but your own partner."
"I'm sorry," apologized Sora.
"Luckily, both dragons are okay," said the Instructor, after looking at both Dragons. "But don't let this happen again, all right?"
"Yes, sir."
However, the damage has been already done…for Silvia. If she was in a normal mood, she would've calmed down. Facing an opponent who admitted his mistakes, Silvia would always forgive them as it was said to be one of the knight's family precepts. But today…
"Sorry, Your Highness. It was my fau—"
SLAP!
…was not the case. Sora felt his cheek where Silvia slapped him.
"You need to take practice sessions seriously!" yelled Silvia. "All this horsing around on dragons is out of the question!"
"I-I wasn't horsing around," Sora told Silvia.
"This only happened because you were riding someone else's dragon," said Silvia.
"Now hold on there," said the Instructor, trying to help Sora. "He had his own reasons for that."
"Oh right," said Silvia. "You haven't been graced with a Pal yet, have you? That will be one boneheaded dragon, just like its master. Or maybe it died a few years ago."
That made Sora cross. VERY cross! And this wasn't the first time. In fact, it was no wonder that Sora was the target of humiliation from everyone since he still did not have his Pal.
If the insults were directed towards Sora, he could shake them off with ease, and bear with it.
If it was towards his Pal however, he would not let it go that easily. Ash would fight back with all of his strength till the other party apologizes.
"Hey! Is that some kind of sick joke?" Sora asked Silvia. "What did you just say?"
"Did I stutter?" asked Silvia. "I said, your Pal may already be dead."
Sora went to attack Silvia, but Raymond stopped him in time.
"Sorry," apologized Raymond. "He flies off the handle when someone makes fun of his Pal. That's why he got labeled a problem child."
"Take that back!" said Sora, trying to get off of Raymond.
"What?"
"I'm not enough of a pushover to accept that comment lying down!"
"Then how's this? If you can do better than me at the upcoming Aries Dragonar Festival, I'll take back what I said and apologize to boot," Silvia declared.
Sora calmed down immediately and smiled. "Sounds promising. I accept."
"It's high time someone put you in your place," said Silvia.
** At a mysterious place **
It was Déjà vu for Sora as he was once again in the purple mysterious place with the dragon woman Navi.
"Again?" he asked.
"Don't be so negative," said Navi.
"You touch my body every night while I can't move. What's fun about that?"
"Fufufufu," giggled Navi. "It's fun. I love your innocent reactions."
Navi gets on top of Sora, and…
PLUMP. PLUMP.
Sora gets a face-full of Navi's large breasts.
"Why are you doing this?" asked Sora, keeping a straight face.
"As I said," answered Navi. "Both HE and I will be born soon, and before any one of us can entrust ourselves to you, I need to examine your body."
"Examine…" said Sora.
"Would you like to examine my body, too?" asked Navi, hugging her breasts. "If you can move your arms, that is."
The gigantic red-creature looked at the mansion again, seeing Sora and Navi.
"Don't be upset. Tonight's the last night," said Navi. "We should enjoy it while we can."
"Last night?" asked Sora.
Navi smiled. "So, tonight will be a different night. I'll measure the size of the most sensitive part of your body…with my mouth."
"H-Hold on!" protested Sora, knowing what Navi is going to do.
The gigantic red dragon used his magic to knock Sora back to the real world.
** At the Apollo house; Next Day **
"Ash, are you up yet?!" It was his maid Titta again, only this time…
"Wake up!"
It was a little too close…
THUD!
Sora got a surprise as he certainly got out of bed, and landed his butt onto the floor.
"Man. I know you're worried about your arm, but I'm worried that you might miss the race!" said Titta.
"! Oh right!" said Sora, with Titta helping him wrap his left arm with another set of white bandages.
** 20 minutes later **
BANG! BANG! BANG BANG!
Fireworks were heard everywhere.
Today was the day. The Aries (4th month) Dragonar Festival. It's held every Aries, and it is a springtime activity in the Academy. It was a clear, sunny day; a perfect condition for the race. There were 10s of dragons lined up, along with the students from the Dragonar Academy.
By a rough estimate, there were about 50 people, and hundreds of people in the crowd.
Meanwhile, President Rebecca is at the center of the temporarily constructed stage.
"Good morning, students!" said Rebecca. The Student Council President does not have a loud voice, but her words were full of confidence and had a penetrating power.
"The weather is quite lovely, but let's dispense with the pleasantries. The Aries Dragonar Festival is not just an ordinary race."
As Rebecca continued to talk, Sora borrowed Raymond's dragon, Brigid, again.
"I'm counting on you, Brigid," Sora said to Brigid as the dragon nodded at him.
"Now, if you participate, you must aim for the center of the winner's podium. But perhaps winning isn't sufficient motivation in and of itself. So, I will present the winner with a ticket for an all-day date with me, Rebecca Randall."
Everyone in the area cheered at that announcement.
"I-Is she serious?!" asked Raymond. "Hey Sora! Give Brigid back! I'm in!"
"Now, settle down!" yelled Rebecca, silencing the students immediately. "Now, a word from the competitors' representative, first year Senior student, Her Highness Princess Silvia Lautreamont."
Silvia made her onto the stage and observed the students all around the sports field. She then looked at the one person who's determined to beat her: Sora.
Ever since that day, Silvia had not withdrawn from her words. If the other party had been a boy, at that time Sora would beat the crap out of him. However, he can't since it's a girl, even when he wanted to in this case, but he doesn't like hitting girls, and for good reason, especially this one: she's a Princess, and a possible candidate of becoming one of the next Queens of Vanadis.
Silvia then opened her mouth as her icy voice shook the atmosphere, reminding everyone of the past Winter…
"[One must do one's utmost, no matter the contest.] That is my family's motto. That's all."
As Silvia walked away, some comments were heard. As in not-so-pleasant comments.
"What was that? Ugh, creepy."
"She's getting carried away just because she's royalty."
"She should've been in that other school."
"Like brother, like sister."
"Oh yeah. I remember Julius the Dragonslayer."
Those last 2 comments caught Sora's attention.
"Wasn't he executed for breaking the biggest taboo?"
"Not so loud."
'What a rotten atmosphere,' thought Ash as he glared at the female students talking about Silvia. 'People are dredging up something from over a decade ago.'
Sora knew about the rumors of Prince Julius Lautreamont. The eldest son of the family, and the one who violated the biggest taboo, killing his own dragon. No one knew why, but before he could disclose his motive, he was publicly executed, gaining the attention not only of this school.
'She has it rough too, huh?' asked Sora to himself. It was then Sora began to feel sorry for Silvia.
** 7 minutes later **
The competition was about to begin. The order was determined by the training practices which were held earlier. Rebecca decided to do something different this year. The worst ones were placed in front, while the best were placed in the back.
Silvia and Sora were in the top two, so they were in the back. Although the Student Council had made an exception to the rule to allow him to use another student's pal to participate in the competition, just to make things fair, his starting position was in the last row on purpose.
Now, to be allowed to participate in the competition was a 1-in-10,000 chance. Furthermore, to be beside Silvia, this was a perfect opportunity to execute their showdown.
They didn't look at each other as they were focused on the main objective: To win.
Rebecca was on the top of Cu Chalainn's head, standing in majestic fashion.
"On your mark!"
A suffocating silence enveloped as she lifted a magic carbine starting gun.
Only the sound of one's own heartbeat and the deep breathing of the dragons could be heard.
Likewise, he felt that there wasn't a need to converse with her.
Finally, the preparations before the race were finished.
The cheers coming from the audience around the sports field's border had reached a climax.
All around, a unique sense of tension filled the atmosphere.
Sora clearly felt his own heartbeat gradually quickening. During the mock competitions, he had never felt so nervous.
Only the sound of one's own heartbeat and the deep breathing of the dragons could be heard.
"Get set -"
The carbine's muzzle was aimed at the sky.
Then, when the flash of an Oracle illuminated the horizon, the gun let out an enormous bang.
Around fifty dragons, at the same time, started to run, leaving behind a cloud of dust.
The Stradas, whose tails a smoke bomb had been tied to, formed into a column and, at the same time, flapped their wings and flew. While that was happening, the smoke from the smoke bombs formed a seven-coloured rainbow in the sky.
Brigid did not betray Sora's expectations.
After his flawless start, he ran flat out, hot on Lancelot's tail.
As they moved around the academy's sports field, the competitors maintained a distance between each other.
Then, in the midst of loud cheering, they passed through the school gate that led to the city district.
"Full speed ahead!"
At Sora's urging, Brigid let out a roar.
Sora intended to, with all his strength, rush through the avenue leading to St. Durham Square.
Maestro Lancelot, possessed an astonishing speed. Within a blink of an eye, he had already overtaken many competitors.
Brigid tailed closely behind Lancelot's body, where the effect of air friction was the least, ascending the ranks with him. However, when Lancelot was about to enter a narrow city road, which was connected to St. Durham Square, he suddenly slowed down.
"… That's odd."
Sora, who had been following Brigid, raised his head and looked ahead.
"Them …!"
Four competitors, side by side in a row, had obstructed the way ahead. Upon closer inspection, Ash immediately realised that they were the same four female students who had slandered Silvia before the competition.
Ahead, the narrow city road meandered endlessly, plagued with numerous challenging turns. It seems that until I have exited the city district, I will have to be patient, Sora Thought to himself.
All of a sudden, he grasped their intentions.
"Those people …"
They were probably here to target Silvia.
Whenever other competitors approached from behind, they would, at once, automatically create a small gap to allow them to pass.
Bit by bit, Silvia's ranking was deteriorating. Soon, she, along with Sora, would be last.
Sora was at a loss.
Overtaking Silvia wouldn't be hard. The female students obstructing the way ahead should let him pass. After all, he was a bystander to them, so there wasn't a need to make things hard for him.
"You people really have taken things too far!"
Infuriated, Sora couldn't help but shout at them.
"Do you really not care?"
He exclaimed, in a loud voice, as he spurred Brigid to Lancelot's side.
Due to the difference in height between the Maestro and Asia, Sora had to look up at Silvia.
In contrast, Silvia glanced down at Sora, her face etched with contempt.
"… There is nothing that can be done about this, whether it is blocking our way or working together, it doesn't violate the rules of this race."
"Now is the time to act noble! Could it be that you aren't angry at all?"
"I don't want to talk to enemies! Go away, it's none of your business!"
"You excessively prideful person, no wonder you can't make any friends!"
"Y-You, what did you say!"
Ignoring Silvia's protests, Sora spurred Brigid ahead, quickly leaving Lancelot behind and approaching the four female students, who were blocking the way ahead.
As expected, as soon as one of the four girls noticed him, she promptly shifted over, creating a gap on her right.
Sora, without looking at any of them, spurred Brigid straight towards the gap that she had created.
They probably had thought that he was just going to pass through.
"Fu … you are wrong!"
With a flick of the reins in his hand, Brigid's enormous body immediately moved to squash the female students beside him.
They were now extremely close together, almost reaching the point of breaking the competition's rules.
"Hey, what are you trying to do?"
One of the girls paled due to fright.
Due to turmoil caused by Sora, the four riders who had been in an orderly row, were now shortening the distance between themselves. Soon they would collide into each other.
There was only one option to prevent this; to relinquish their positions. However, if they did so, they would destroy their row formation.
Without doubt, this was the goal Sora had aimed to achieve, and, after achieving the upper hand, he didn't overlook the chance to gibe at them:
"I'm very sorry for the trouble I have caused. This dragon was borrowed from someone and it seems to be a little disobedient!"
The expression of one of the girls suddenly changed.
"You are Sora Blake!"
Whether it was luck or not, Sora's name seemed to have a profound effect on them.
"It's the Number One Problem Child in the academy!"
"Uhh! Stay away from me!"
"Kyaaa!"
The four female students promptly broke formation and, after a brief period of turmoil, they all fell hopelessly at the side of the road.
Their high-pitched shrieks, along with the roars of the dragons, reverberated endlessly in the narrow city road.
Silvia, who had been behind, deftly dodged the female students and dragons, and quickly picked up speed.
"W-Who told you to meddle in other people's business!"
In spite of her brusque tone, her cheeks, however, turned slightly red.
After leaving the city district, he journeyed north on the main road, arriving at Fianna Forest.
The forest was also a part of the competition's course. The skills required here now, were vastly different from the ones needed to navigate through the city roads.
After just entering the forest, a strange thing happened.
"… Brigid?"
Brigid, who had been tailing Lancelot the whole journey, suddenly slowed down.
Silvia, obviously, took advantage of this opportunity. In a nick of time, she had disappeared.
"What's wrong …?"
Brigid, finally, stopped walking.
He was breathing heavily and his expression was one of great pain.
Sora, now, had finally realised the mistake he had made.
"I was too careless."
While Sora had been preoccupied with following Silvia, he hadn't noticed that Brigid had run out of stamina.
From the start, Brigid had always maintained the same speed as Lancelot, in spite of the difference of stamina between a Maestro and an Asia. Generally, in order to successfully finish the competition, the pace to complete it at, should have been determined from the stamina of the dragon.
"…Sorry, Brigid."
After he had apologised, Brigid let out a soft snort, as if he was ashamed of his physical strength.
Now, groups of competitors, bit by bit, had caught up. One by one, they raced past Sora's side.
The sound of thunderous rumbling shook the earth, as the air filled with dust.
The sight of a group of Asias running in the forest was spectacular to behold. Ash could sense the ground incessantly rocking. For a very long time, it didn't subside.
Sora's competition, at his point of time, had concluded.
Between him and Silvia, a winner had been determined. His goal to force Silvia to take back her words, in the end, wasn't achieved.
If this was described as unfortunate, it would be a lie. Sora had really wanted to complete the competition. For the entire time, he had made a beeline for the finish line.
However, oddly enough, Sora's mood was rather carefree.
"It turns out that competing with the princess is quite interesting."
No matter how reluctant, he couldn't deny this fact.
Then, at that moment-
A rustling noise, without warning, came from behind.
"-!"
Sora instinctively looked back, staring at the forest behind him.
"…Who is it?"
For safety reasons, Ansarivan's security guards would patrol the forest during a race.
In the forest, to sense another person's presence, wasn't something to make a big fuss out of.
However, whoever it was, hadn't replied. If it was really a security guard, he should have already appeared directly before Sora, who had been eliminated.
Sora heightened his awareness and cautiously surveyed the surroundings.
Although he hadn't discovered any suspicious figures, he felt as though someone was watching him. He could feel a sense of foreboding growing within himself.
"Wait for me here."
After leaving Brigid there, Sora walked into the depths of the forest.
Fianna Forest, bordered on the west by Rubina Lake, was located northwest of the city Ansarivan. It's one of the largest forests within the borders of Lautreamont Knight Country.
As Sora ran in the forest, so as to not trip over the tree roots that crawled over the earth like a web of intricate blood vessels, he constantly looked down at his feet.
Then, once again, he sensed the presence of someone else.
"Found you!"
Trusting his own intuition, Sora threw a stone at the bushes in front of him.
The bushes rocked left and right, making a rustling sound.
"Your intuition is quite keen. It really is one of your talents"
Stated a voice that possessed both the vitality of youth and the staid of seniority.
"You are …?"
From the bushes, a tall thin man emerged. In his left hand, he held the very stone that Sora had just thrown.
Though he was dressed in a traveller's garb, which wasn't out of the ordinary, Sora was shocked into silence.
This was because that man was wearing a silver coloured mask on his face, which covered everything except for his nose and mouth.
In addition to this, his gleaming silver hair was streaked through with strands of crimson hair, which brought to mind an image of silver silk slowly shedding blood, as well as the blood used to write cursed scripts.
In his right hand, he held a black object that emitted light.
"A mechanical weapon from … the Empire]?"
Sora, dumbfounded, stood on the spot, unable to move.
It's not like he didn't know about it.
On the other side of the steep mountain range, lacking the blessing of dragons, the Empire, nevertheless, had a highly developed civilisation based on machinery.
The weapon that the masked man held in his hand probably was the product of mechanical engineering. If he remembered correctly, it was a 'short machine gun', a gun that combined the portability of a pistol and the rapid fire of a machine gun.
Sora didn't dare to act rashly. He knew that man could easily, at a moment's notice, riddle him with so many bullet holes that he would look like a honeycomb.
Perhaps it was because he had perceived Ash's wariness, the corners of the man's mouth twitched faintly upwards.
"Young man, you are very bright."
"You are … a soldier of the Empire?"
"Do I look like one?"
Sora didn't know what to decide.
That object in the man's hand was a weapon manufactured by the Empire.
However, that man didn't have an Empire accent. Instead, he had a strong Chevron Kingdom accent. Aside from that, the way he spoke was highly refined. To be more precise, he was speaking the so-called 'King's Chevrish'.
Sora realised that he was in a precarious situation.
If the masked man was from the Empire, why would he be lurking around the outskirts of Ansarivan?
Maybe, he was an Empire spy.
The Chevron Kingdom and the Zepharos Empire, the two great powers of this continent, had been in a Cold War which had, already, lasted five decades.
Sandwiched between those two countries was the Lautreamont Knight Country, the Chevron Kingdom's child country.
Initially, the Knight Country was part of the Kingdom therefore, the relationship between these two countries would, naturally, be much closer than any of their allies.
Currently, should armed personal from the Empire appear within boarders of Knight Country, this country could, and would, interpret this as a military operation of the Empire.
However, Sora's strength was infinite. He was definitely capable of opposing the man before his eyes.
"Young man, how old are you?"
The masked man's unexpected question distracted him for a moment.
"… Seventeen. Is there something wrong with that?"
"That's strange. Why do you still have larva within you?"
Sora, astounded, subconsciously retreated a few steps.
"H-How do you know?"
"The curse on your body allowed me to clearly perceive that."
"Curse …?"
Ash frowned. He never would ever have expected to hear, from the mouth of a person from the Empire, words so unscientific.
Unfortunately, he didn't have the time to ask what those words truly meant.
"Get away from Milgauss-sama"
A tender, yet commanding voice resonated in his ears.
Reflexively, he looked back and saw a petite figure moving towards him. Then, immediately after pulling an object from its left bracer, the shrill sound of air being sliced sounded by his ear.
"Argh!"
Moving his body quickly, Sora awkwardly dodged the surprise attack. A pitch-black serpent passed through the space where his head had been. Actually, upon closer inspection, the pitch-black snake was actually a long whip, the preferred weapon of the Tantalos Tribe.
Those who master this weapon are said to have an unpredictable attack. Even soldiers armed with swords, guns, or cannons aren't a match.
Sora dived onto the ground and began to roll, attempting to distance himself.
Although his attacker was also wearing a mask, from their exposed eyes, he determined that it was most likely a young teenage girl.
Her beautiful jet-black hair was fixed at the back of her head and, despite her petite stature, her eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Sora, improvising on the spot, got up from the ground, grabbed a handful of dirt, threw it at the girl, turned and ran.
"Argh …!"
The girl flinched and, for a brief moment, shielded her eyes. Then she began to pursue Sora.
Ash, sprinting, plunged into a nearby thicket.
"Damn … why am I so unfortunate!"
Upon rushing out of the forest, his field of vision immediately widened.
Above him, a dazzling blue sky stretched as far as the eye could see, forcing him to narrow his eyes.
Barren rocks, big and small, littered the ground.
Sora swallowed. This situation wasn't good. Ahead of him there was a ravine. Its edge was around ten steps away. Ash looked around but couldn't find a bridge.
"Obediently accept your fate!"
The girl appeared from within the forest.
Sora, with his back to the cliff, confronted her.
"When did I ever wrong you?"
"Meeting us. This was your greatest misfortune."
The girl's tone was flat, lacking any rise or drop in pitch, making her sound emotionless.
"That's absurd!"
"War needs no reason."
"Isn't there an armistice?"
"Armistice? That nothing more than something we pretend to adhere to. In reality the war between the Empire and the Kingdom hasn't ended!"
The girl kicked the ground, and, brandishing the whip in her hand, slowly forced Sora towards the edge of the ravine behind him.
Though Sora scored quite well in the class of fighting techniques and Blazer Lessons, this girl's movements were too fast. He could only, step by step, retreat backwards.
In a few more steps, he would fall into the ravine.
"Hmph … I wonder how long you can continue to struggle for!"
She sounded irritated. In fact, she was most likely an impetuous person.
- Now!
Sora grabbed the end of the whip, which had missed him, and then, with a great pull, broke her balance.
"Uooo!"
He grabbed her by her collar and, using her own momentum], hurled her away. Her body traced a parabola in the air. Sora was surprised, as he hadn't expected her body to be so light.
"Kawaa!"
Falling heavily, the girl gave a painful cry and her right hand involuntarily released the whip.
"Uguu …"
Still conscious, tears of misery appeared in her eyes. Aside from that, she was constantly squirming, as if in great pain. She probably wouldn't be able to stand for quite a while.
Steading his breathing, Sora slowly extended his right hand towards the mask on her face. He wanted to see what she looked like. Then, just at this moment.
- Bishi!
A peculiar noise, similar to that of an object fracturing, could be heard.
"Eh …?"
Sora could hardly believe his eyes.
The outcrop] supporting their weight, unexpectedly, had begun to collapse.
This was most likely due to a geological fault in the rock. This fight should never have been performed in this kind of location. Then he noticed it, a warning sign labelled "Beware of Collapse".
"Ku …!"
Ash had no time to ponder. He lifted the girl and threw her forwards.
She landed safely on a stable piece of outcrop.
However, in doing so, he didn't have enough time to escape. Instead, he fell along with the rocky debris into the ravine.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
The immense drag of the wind almost tore his skin.
Sora was scared of falling into a bottomless ravine. Then, at this moment, he felt his left wrist heat up.
"Eh …?"
A flash of light burst through his clothing. The «Seikoku», which extended from his elbow to his wrist, suddenly began to emit heat and scarlet light.
The shrill sound of the wind was silenced.
In fact, all sound was silenced.
"Ugh …!"
Ash felt an excruciating pain within his chest, as if it was being torn in half, as though something was trying to break out of his body.
The pain almost caused him to lose consciousness.
While bearing the pain, he looked down at his chest and found that it was exuding a dazzling radiance.
"Gaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"
Sora gave a great scream as his consciousness gradually began to fade.
However, within his hazy vision, he saw something clearly.
A girl was floating in mid-air.
Completely naked.
With her eyes tightly closed and her arms open, she floated next to him.
Subconsciously, Sora reached out with both his hands towards her petite body.
She slid with no resistance into his arms.
Around them, a blinding light had, unbeknownst to them, enveloped their bodies.
Not only that, but their descent had slowed down.
Hugging the girl, Sora slowly floated down, like one would within a child's fairy tale with his wind blazer ability .
Before long, they landed on a rock beside a creek.
The ball of light, which had protected them, instantly turned into countless particles and disappeared without a trace.
"Am I safe now …?"
Sora mumbled to himself, as he looked down at the girl in his arms.
The breathing of the girl, whose eyes were still closed, sounded rather peaceful.
"Uwaa!"
Sora felt a little ardent as he realised that the girl was naked.
Her dainty figure, along with her slightly bulging chest, and her smooth and delicate white skin was definitely something that was hardly ever seen within this world.
In fact, it gave rise to the illusion of an angel descending into the world of mortals.
Her age was probably around fourteen or fifteen.
Gently laying her on the ground, Sora swiftly took off the coat of his Dragsuit.
Just with this coat, he was able to sufficiently cover her petite body.
"Fuu …"
With this done, Sora, feeling relieved, sat on the ground.
Yet again, he looked at the face of the girl.
"Could she be … Navi?"
Within his mind, an image of the girl who had, since the start of this week, been teasing him within his dreams, surfaced.
"No, you are similar for sure … but still a little different."
To draw an analogy, Navi would be a succubus from a Gothic novel, possessing a face that retained the innocence of childhood and also the charm of a mature woman.
On the other hand, the girl before his eyes was just a girl. Sora couldn't feel any mature charm from her.
"… eh?"
Sora frowned. Something small, circular and ivory coloured, protruded from top left and right of her head.
"What is this?"
With his fingertips, Sora gently probed the mysterious protrusions.
It was soft and a little flexible and seemed to be made of some kind of cartilage.
The mysterious protrusions had a peculiar feel to it, making him want to touch it again after touching it. However, Sora resisted the urges to touch it again, as it would be impolite.
Looks like those mysterious protrusions weren't accessories but part of her body.
"Could it be … horns?"
The little protrusions on top of her head, indeed, seemed to be identical to the horns of a young dragon.
Sora couldn't help but recall the details of the events, that had happen prior to now, in his mind.
The girl had emerged from his body and she had two horns growing from top left and right sides of her head.
As a result, there could only be one conclusion.
"… is this young girl my pal?"
Sora was dumbfounded.
He had always wished to rouse his pal from sleep, however, why was his pal a girl when everyone else were dragons?
"Uuu …nnn …"
The girl's long eyelashes quivered a little.
"Huwaaa …"
The girl, in contrast to her beautiful appearance, gave a great yawn.
One of her double eyelids slowly began to open.
Sora, subconsciously, leaned forwards and looked at her face.
Her ruby coloured pupils were very fascinating.
Bleary eyed, she suddenly opened her eyes wide and her facial expression became one of shock.
"Hugiyaaaaaaaa!"
"Oooof!"
Sora, receiving a slap on his cheek, fell backwards and his head became immersed in the creek.
Fortunately, the stream wasn't deep, so aside from his sorry figure, he wasn't hurt.
"S-Such great strength …"
With blood trickling from his nose, Sora struggled to get up.
"To go so far as to take advantage of a sleeping lady really is too much! Don't you know who am I?"
Blushing hard, she suddenly stood up.
The jacket that Sora had draped over her body, slid off.
Her dainty naked body was clearly visible.
However, she made no move to cover herself.
"P-Please put on your clothes first before you talk!"
Sora quickly looked away.
"Clothes? Ridiculous! Clothes are just items humans create to hide their ugliness."
"What?"
"That's right, a proper dragon doesn't need clothes!"
"I don't care whether you need clothes or not, just put them on!"
After saying that, Sora turned his back on her.
"I know that you are a dragon! Well … strictly speaking I'm not sure. However, even if you're a dragon, right now, you are a girl!"
"So what?"
"That … naked girl standing in front of me … is making me lose my calm"
"Hmph! Such a useless guy. Like I said, humans are really -"
At this moment, a strong gust of wind blew through the ravine.
Though it was now spring, it still felt chilly when a gust of wind blew on the body.
"A …Ah Choo!"
Compared to her arrogant attitude just then, her sneeze was extremely cute.
After her sneeze, an unimaginably huge gust of wind headed towards Sora.
"Uoo!"
immediately, Sora clung onto the rock next to him and, like this, prevented himself from getting blown away.
"A dragons' sneeze turns out to be quite formidable …"
After calming himself down, with his back towards the girl, Ash proceeded to defend his opinion:
"You're right, clothes make people look better. However, apart from that, they also protect against the cold!"
"Muuu …"
The girl pouted, as if she didn't quite agree with Sora's point. However, in the end, she accepted his opinion.
Before long, there was a rustling sound.
Cautiously turning his head around, Sora saw that she had obediently put on the jacket.
As her body was very petite, just the jacket was enough to cover her important parts.
However, her legs were still exposed.
Her white tender thighs caused Sora to hold his breath. Wearing just a male jacket, her current appearance, compared when she was naked, caused one to fantasize even more.
After directing his gaze away from her thighs, Sora sighed a few times.
"There is something I want to confirm. You should be the dragon that was within me."
"Strictly speaking, I was only temporarily borrowing your body."
"Weren't you within my body for too long? I've already become a first year Advanced Course student!"
"What did you say?"
The girl eyed Sora with an ominous glint in her eyes.
Her expression, as sharp as a sword, rested on Sora's chest.
Sora, wasn't overwhelmed by the girl's reaction, could only reply like this.
"I am not an ordinary dragon. Do not lump me with the others."
"Whaa?"
Clearly displeased, the girl planted both her hands on her hips and looked at Ash.
"Listen carefully, I do not think that you think that you are my master at all! Who cares about the secret agreement of Albion …"
Sora was a little surprised when the girl mentioned that historical term.
-The secret agreement of Albion
Long ago, confronted with the crisis of extinction, the dragons stipulated a treaty with humans who wanted their magic.
"… That being said, you and I share a common destiny. Although you can't see it, we are bound together by an invisible thread."
What she was talking about was probably the so-called Astral Flow.
"After combining with humans, dragons are able to get a supply of the Astral. As a result, dragons obtained the strength to survive, thus overcoming the crisis of extinction."
This knowledge was taught during the Basic Course. The Astral was something similar to "qi" and was the source of greatly-needed strength.
The history of the dragons was far longer than that of humans. With each new generation, the Astral contained within their bodies decreased.
Due to the lack of the Astral, before becoming fully grown, many young dragons died prematurely.
If young dragons were unable to mature into adult dragons, sooner or later, dragons would go down the path of extinction.
Concerned by the current situation, the dragons decided to combine with the humans who possessed the most Astral Flow, thus avoiding extinction.
"Quite so. However, even so, I don't believe the dragons owe humans one. Instead, humans should feel honoured."
"No, shouldn't you at least feel a little thankful?"
Having just finished speaking, Sora's steel abdomen received a blow from the girl's elbow.
"Gah!"
"By the way …"
After glancing at Sora, who was writhing in pain, the girl, thinking about something, suddenly turned away. Her vigour, that she had displayed just then, disappeared and was replaced by bashfulness and embarrassment.
"M-My name …"
"Ehh?"
Sora puzzled, frowned. The girl turned a shade of bright red and shouted.
"My … name, my name! Give me a name! T-This is a, somewhat, very important thing!"
"Do you really want me to give you a name?"
"It can't be helped! Although I don't approve of the secret agreement of Albion, I too, can't break the rules! You must give me a name for the contract to be complete!"
"Is that so? The dragons also have so many difficult rules."
"I-I don't need things like your sympathy!"
Faced with the girl's extreme attitude, Ash made a bitter smile.
"If that's how it's going to go, relax. I have already thought of your name"
Ever since he had become a Breeder, he had always remembered this name.
"Your name is Eco"
Compared to Lancelot and Cú Chulainn, it was a little out of fashion. However, it was a rather historical name, frequently appearing in historical or religious textbooks.
-First year of A.S.B.
For the first time in human history, a young maiden succeeded in rousing a larva from its slumber.
Her name was Rosa Maria.
After her death, people referred to her as a saint, as she was the primogenitor of Breeders.
At that time, her pal's name was Eco.
"Eco …"
The girl looked distracted and her dangerous expression eased up.
"Nnn, not bad. Eco … congratulations for thinking up this name. Fine, for now I'll spare you!"
"Phew, luckily you quite like this name."
If the name chosen had been deemed unacceptable, perhaps he would have become a victim of violence. Coming to this conclusion, Sora could feel cold sweat starting to form.
"Oh, by the way, although you had just awoken, you seem to be quite knowledgeable about the secret agreement of Albion and Astral Flow."
Although Sora didn't say this with the intention to flatter, she, nevertheless, puffed out her chest in pride.
"This is the greatest difference between wisdom-filled dragons and the stupid, ignorant humans."
"Seriously, humans aren't that bad, are they?"
"-Dragweiss"
"Ehh?"
Eco suddenly began to stare off into the distance, taking Ash by surprise.
"In order to survive, the still slumbering larvae will automatically inherit relevant knowledge. As this inherited knowledge is beyond generations, there is no need for others to teach them."
"Wow, that's amazing … By the way, since you are a dragon, why do you take the appearance of a human?"
"This …"
Eco lowered her head in thought. After a while, she could only helplessly shrug her shoulders.
"It's no good, the Dragweiss doesn't contain records pertaining to this … No, there should be related records, except they can't be accessed. Forget about it, I don't know! Don't ask about it anymore, or I'll crush you!"
"That's no good …? I still want to live for a few more years!"
Thinking about Eco's unordinary strength, Sora shuddered.
At this moment, Sora suddenly remembered something, he still hadn't introduced himself!
Thus, he calmed his wild heartbeat, and extended his right hand towards Eco. Regardless, Eco would always remain his pal.
To obtain his own pal had been his wish for many years.
"Muu … what are you doing?"
"I'm called Sora, from this day on, I am your master!"
"What?"
Eco not only refused to accept Sora's goodwill, but also widened her eyes and stared at Sora.
"W-what's the matter?"
"You seem to have misunderstood something, I think I'd better clear it up. You are not my master."
Straightening her runway-like chest, Eco's eyes began to emit a strange aura.
"I'm the one who is your master!"
Once again, a bone-chilling icy wind blew through the ravine.
… A few hours later.
Sure enough, Silvia didn't betray people's expectations, with a manner befitting of the Jedi in 'Return of the Jedi', she claimed first place and-
Security guards within the forest found Brigid, decided that the rider must have encountered a mishap, and immediately formed a rescue team, and began to search for the rider.
The rider was called Sora Blake, a first year Advanced Course student who rode his friend's pal to compete, the Number One Problem Child and The A rank Knight, The Gale Sword Emperor of the academy.
The student council president, Rebecca, and many other students all joined the rescue team.
As Fianna Forest covered an extensive plot of land, at first, they believed that the rescue operation wouldn't succeed; however, before long, they found Ash and Eco.
Cú Chulainn, with Rebecca riding on its head, without turning back, flew straight towards the ravine bordering the forest, as if attracted by some sort of force.
Afterwards, Rebecca commented:
"Today was the first time Cú Chulainn disobeyed my order."
Sora Blake
Affiliation: Ansullivan Academy, Year Two Class One
Blazer Rank: A
Noble Art: Kusanagi
Nickname: Gale Sword Emperor
Attribute chart (starting at far left, going clockwise)
Physical Ability: A
Luck: B
Offensive Power: A
Defensive Power: A
Magic Capacity: A
Magic Control: B
Personal Summary: Highest ranking Blazer Dragoner student at Ansullivan Academy.
Kagamin Check!
The only Japan born A-rank student knight among Japan's students. During elementary school, he was the champion of the U-12 national tournament, and became quite famous, but ever since middle school he hasn't shown up in championship matches. Even though he didn't participate in the Seven Stars Sword-Art Festival last year, he returned this year. It's a mystery where he's been and what he's doing, but his true strength is still obvious.
To be Continued.