Top Gamer Reincarnated as an Archmage-Chapter 50: Senior Sparring (2)

’Huh?’ Klaus looked at the green-haired boy, then at Jyrana, then at the teacher.

"Well, you can go first then, Pollo," many of the students chuckled for some reason as soon as Aurelion said that.

’Are they making fun of him or something?’

Jyrana leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "He is the son of a minor noble...he just always acts out, ignore him—"

"Alright, we can spar first," Klaus, completely ignoring Jyrana’s advice, stepped forward and pulled up his sleeves like he was getting ready for a fight. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"You must have lost your mind, huh?" Pollo took his sword out; it was a long blade, much longer than anything Klaus had seen before; it was probably longer than a katana.

However, before he could instantly launch forward, Aurelion stopped him and waved his hand, "the rest of the students take a seat in the spectator area." Instantly, the students started taking seats after walking up without a complaint; some even started betting; however, Aurelion shut it down instantly.

’Pollo might be arrogant, but he is strong, can he win?’ Aurelion looked at the petite little Klaus who was just stood still without a care in the world.

’Master can definitely win,’ Jyrana also took a seat, and he already knew Klaus would win, considering she was able to beat Pollo; he shouldn’t struggle with him.

’This will be interesting,’ Klaus let out a chuckle, which made a vein appear on Pollo’s forehead, ’Should I end it with one attack?’ Klaus tilted his head and smiled like he was a serial killer plotting on his next victim.

Pollo readied himself in a stance Klaus didn’t recognise, which wasn’t a surprise since he hadn’t faced many opponents so far in this life.

’It’s kind of familiar to a stance from the game,’ however, he shook the thought off; it couldn’t be.

’But what if?’ So far, most of the things were familiar to how it worked in the game, except for runes and the way mana worked.

’Whatever, I’ll just end it fast,’ he shrugged the thought off and put his hands in his pockets.

"Ready?" Aurelion raised his hand, making Pollo put his strong foot forward as he arched his back even more.

Klaus just stood still, hands in his pockets.

"Go!"

’Mirror movement,’ as soon as he shouted that, Klaus disappeared from the eyes of everyone, except for Aurelion who was just barely able to follow and track his movements.

"What—" Pollo couldn’t even finish the sentence as Klaus appeared behind him.

’Fractured horizon,’ a familiar vertical slash launched at his back, aiming to cut his body; however, it was way too powerful.

’Damn it,’ Aurelion disappeared from his seat and launched himself between Pollo and the slash.

’It’s over,’ Klaus turned as he saw the slash launch completely; however, he didn’t see the moving Aurelion who had to block it.

A smokescreen rose as Aurelion’s blade stopped the attack completely, wiping it away in an instant.

"Woah!"

"What the hell is that strength?"

"Is he really a first-year?"

As the smokescreen cleared, Pollo lay, shivering on the ground behind Aurelion who stood still without a single strand of hair bent.

’So he had to step in, hm?’ Klaus saw the teacher look at him; he expected a scolding for going too strong; however, it was the exact opposite.

"Pollo, you suffered a miserable defeat," after Aurelion’s dismissive and disappointed words, the entire training ground turned silent.

"B-but I didn’t even hear him use his spell! Let me go again—"

"If I hadn’t intervened, you would have been cut in half." Aurelion’s eyes shook as he turned towards Pollo who was on the verge of crying from the humiliation.

"You misjudged your opponent; you lost miserably without even being able to track your opponent for one second." His tone was harsh, maybe too harsh for a spar.

’Maybe I overdid it?’ Klaus was about to question himself but then he forgot about it, ’The strong shouldn’t have to hold back just because someone is weaker than them.’

"Go to the spectator stand now," with that, Aurelion dismissed Pollo completely, who was just lost for words.

He didn’t even look at Klaus as he walked to the spectator stands shamefully.

"No way he lost this easily."

"YOOHOO," Jyrana cheered, breaking the gloomy atmosphere after Pollo’s catastrophic loss, "I told ya, shitheads, my master would win!" She pointed at Klaus, then did a thumbs-up.

’At least she’s on my side, better than nothing, I guess,’ he let out a sigh of relief, then turned back towards Aurelion, who pointed at another student.

"Nina, come," as soon as Aurelion said that, the students instantly started whispering around, even Jyrana’s expression changed to a gloomy one for some reason.

’Is something wrong?’ As soon as he finished that thought, a purple-haired girl stepped forward; her eyes were of the same violet colour; however, she seemed to be Klaus’s age despite him attending a senior class.

’Weird...why does she seem so young?’ Her expression didn’t betray anything; it was like she was soulless.

"Nina is the same age as you, but she is your senior," Aurelion spoke up as she moved next to Klaus, whilst Nina was taking slow steps down to the grounds.

"How is she my senior if she’s the same age as me?" Aurelion looked dumbfounded at Klaus, who didn’t seem to understand what was going on.

"She’s a genius from a prestigious family; she was allowed to enrol at a younger age due to her talent in martial arts," Aurelion seemed proud as she talked about Nina, who by now had arrived in the middle of the grounds, holding a katana in her hands, which was longer than her...

’So this will be interesting, in other words,’ the entire training ground was silent as only Aurelion’s steps could be heard as he walked to the spectator grounds, then raised his hand.

"Ready?" Despite him saying that, neither of the two moved; Klaus expected her to take a stance, but she didn’t; she just stood still just like him.

"Go!"