Chapter 167: Mock Escort

Chapter 167: Mock Escort

Tauri Katag leaned on the tower balconys railings with an impatient groan, This is boring.New novel chapters are published on

Thats because you didnt have to do any of the work, Loh yawned.

The principal gave me the order to create the raiders barely a week ago. I had to stay up every single bloody night just to raise enough corpses for todays mock escort, Professor Gete grumbled.

I can see that, Loh stared at his bizarre appearance.

Somehow the black magic professors usual gaunt cheeks looked even more sallow. Large dark bags rested under Getes eyes. The man clearly hadnt slept in days.

Dont get me wrong, Miss Loh, I am an incredible necromancer, one of the best in this academy, I can do the job. And I am honored to help Lord Noir whenever I can. I only wish he put more realistic deadlines for his staff, Gete rubbed his eyes.

My grandfather has always been a talented mage and ever since Ive known him he has always expected others to keep up with his magical abilities, Loh nodded in sympathy.

Youre not much different, Loh. I remember how you used to complain back when we were students, Tauri chuckled.

Thats because the professors back then were only teaching us the most basic lessons, it was so boring I wanted to kill myself, Loh rolled her eyes.

You called the students boring too, Tauri raised an eyebrow.

Remember that kid from House Skeller that tried making you take your words back?

Oh, yeah, the orc with the mustache, right? Didnt he challenge me to a duel? Loh asked.

And you literally burned his ass, two charred butt cheeks, Tauri laughed. He was lucky his family was a bunch of white mage healers.

Meh, not my fault a kid from some minor family thought he could challenge me, Loh said.

Ah yes, they were all incapable of being worthy to sit next to the great Loh Noir in the prestigious and most difficult class that was magic theory 101, Tauri said in a mocking tone.

Shut up, I wasnt like that, Loh pushed her shoulder.

Yeah, you totally were, Tauri giggled. You should have seen it, Gete. Loh used to be super brooding and gave off this apathetic vibe that basically said, Youre all beneath my level, get good or dont talk to me. I dont think she would have hung out with me at all if we hadnt been childhood friends.

I would have still hung out with you, Loh frowned.

Does that mean the rest was true? Gete asked.

The other students were all idiots who kept trying to ask me about my family, Loh grumbled.

Well, not all of them, Tauri said.

She was an exception, an annoying exception, Loh crossed her arms.

Who? Gete asked.

The sword and mage prodigy, Gale VIII. She was the only one who could keep up with Loh in class. Those two practically won the Great Cities Mage Tourney on their own, I was only on the team for the ride, Tauris red lips curled up in a smile.

Gete snapped his fingers, Oh, I remember hearing about that! Miss Loh and Miss Gale dueled in the last match of the tourney. The match ended in a tie, right?

It was the first time the tourney ever had two winners, Tauri nodded. The judges only allowed it since both finalists came from the same city. In other words, Hollow Shade had already won.

Man, I wish I could have seen that fight, it must have been incredible, Gete sighed in wonder.

Meh, it was whatever. Im much more interested in seeing todays mock escort, Loh looked out from the balcony.

I cant see anything from up here, Tauri glanced down at the grove that surrounded them.

Loh turned to the dark elf that sat on the only chair on the balcony, How is it going so far?

It would be easier to tell if you all could stop talking so much, Vayu Glaz muttered.

His eyes were closed and purple arcane sigils glowed across his temple and down his neck.

Just tell us if your hawk can see the students or not, Loh kicked his foot.

Stop, youll break my concentration, Vayu frowned.

Are the students anywhere near reaching us? Tauri asked, hope practically dripping from her voice.

How many of my undead batches have attacked them? Gete asked.

How many did you make? Tauri asked.

Four, about a dozen undead orcs and humans each, Gete said.

Clypeus makes a good point. All we have to do is escort the volunteers inside the wagon and to the small tower in the middle of the forest, it shouldn't be difficult, Callum said.

The wagon sat behind them, attached to four centaurs in harnesses. The tall orc Kegrog and the red-head dwarf Kithina sat on the drivers seat. Kegrog had spent some time taking classes in the military academy and had learned about wagon driving, a skill he was trying to impart to Kithina.

Hey, Stryg, heads up, Freya Goldelm is leaving her posse of friends and heading over here, Kithina called out from her drivers seat vantage point.

This should be interesting, Nora whispered.

She came back to school a few days ago, honestly Im surprised she hasnt come sooner, Clypeus admitted.

Callum sighed, Freya and I are old friends, Ill mediate this conversation. Stryg, please no fighting.

No promises, Stryg curled his clawed fingers one by one.

The blonde dwarf walked up to the group and looked at each of them, finally settling her golden eyes on the blue goblin.

Stryg, Freya nodded curtly.

Hey, Freya, before you say anything more, please remember we are in the middle of an exam, Callum placed his hand on her shoulder.

Freya slapped his hand away, I am not a child to be handled, Cal. I came here to speak with the goblin.

Stryg stepped past Callum and walked up to Freya until they could feel each other's breath. The last time Stryg had seen her they were around the same height, now he was clearly taller, if only by an inch or two.

Stryg stared at Freyas face, he noticed the faint freckles beneath her makeup, but there was not a single hint of scarring from their previous bout. The white mage healers had clearly done their job well.

What do you want, Gold-Eyes? Stryg asked.

Freyas eyes twitched. She took a deep breath, Many things, believe me. But I am capable of putting my feelings aside and focusing on the task at hand. For the duration of this exam, I wanted you to know you have nothing to fear from me. I will do my part as a member of this class. Can I count on you to do the same or should I expect a dagger in the back?

Strygs pupils narrowed to black needles before relaxing into narrow ovals. He slowly raised his hand towards their faces. Freyas eyes widened as the back of his claws brushed her face. His hand settled in the air between their faces.

If I were to stab you, I promise it will not be with a dagger to your back, but with my claws in your chest. That being said, my master expects me to pass this exam, so I will excel.

Stryg opened his hand wide, I will fight beside you, I swear it by the honor of Ebon Hollow.

Freya grabbed his open palm, Then we are in this together, goblin.

Agreed, Gold-Eyes, Stryg said solemnly.

Freya nodded at the others, Everyone.

She turned away and walked back to her friends.

I expected that to go differently, Kithina said.

You and I both, Clypeus said.

I think youre all too hard on Freya, Callum rubbed his hand.

Yeah, shes pretty hot, Kegrog said.

Kegrog, that is not what he meant, Nora rolled her eyes.

Stryg glanced at the groves gate behind them, Here they come.

The hooded volunteers walked eagerly towards the students. They greeted the students politely before climbing up and into the back of the wagon. Stryg caught a familiar scent within the group of volunteers.

I guess it makes sense, he grinned half-heartedly.

What is it? Callum asked.

Nothing, Stryg shook his head.

Theres Professor Glazs hawk, thats the signal, Nora pointed at the large bird flying overhead.

Alright, everyone, its go-time! Clypeus yelled.

The other students got off the ground, brushed the grass off their clothes, and gathered around the wagon.

Clypeus pulled out one of his gladii from his waist and pointed the blade to the sky, Since I am the most familiar with the academys grove I will move with the vanguard and guide the wagon to the tower at the other end of the grove. You all know your roles and positions, I expect you to act with honor and bravery as you protect the wagon and the people inside. Are we clear!?

The students yelled back in agreement.

Stryg stared at the trees in the distance. The last time he had been here he had gone off on his own and was ambushed by Clypeus team. This time things would be different. This time he wouldnt run away.

Stryg pulled his spear out from the ground and brandished it in a familiar twirl, Here we go.