"Level 4?!" Thamo screamed out in shock. Everyone's eyes widened and they all read the content of the certificate in carefully. Except Sylvia who simply took the certificate from a student's hand and gave it back to Avon without looking at it. Avon took it back from her and shifted his gaze to Thamo. Avon was angry. He didn't expect Thamo to be so inconsiderate. Meanwhile Thamo came forward towards Avon and asked him "From which administrative family are you? Tell me, how did you manage to do this?"
Thamo's tone was commanding and rude. It was as if Avon was someone lower than Thamo and was obliged to answer him. This angered Avon even more. Maintaining his calm demeanor Avon answered "No."
Thamo's eyes widened in shock." What do you mean No ? You have to tell me! You must! I am from the Jyron family, you have no right to refuse my requests!"
Avon just continued to look at Thamo as he spoke, his eyes judging the man before him.
'Lowclass' that's all Avon thought.
Avon answered calmly
" Learn what a request is first. "
Thamo was surprised by this, "Fine! I can find out on my own!" Saying so Thamo pulled out and earpiece and then placed it on his ear.
"Father, are you busy now?....good, can you please tell me which administrative family's heir is Avon Starlight?...what? There's no one of that name in the administrative families? Can you find out his origins then? Like which city he is from or something....okay, I will tell everything after returning home. Yes . Thank you father"
Thamo looked at Avon and then turned his head to his fellow classmates and told them
"He is not from any administrative family, you heard me right"
Then Casador spoke " How did he join our division?"
Everyone started to murmur and think of how it was possible.
Avon looked at them and wondered what they were discussing. He didn't know why he was sent to their class in the first place!
Thamo spoke again "That's not all. Not only is this man is not from the administrative area, not even this city or even this country. Not even this planet! He is from another planet who came here barely a week ago!"
*Gasp* Everyone looked at Avon surprised.
Even Sylvia had a surprised look on her face.
However, their conversation was cut short by the coach who interfered *ahem*
"Cadets discuss everything after the class. Do not waste time."
Everyone knew that they had forgotten about the combat class, so they immediately got back to their training. Avon decided to run 10 laps again. About an hour later Avon came panting towards the coach and told him that he had completed the given task. Then he was told to lift some weights and his flexibiwas checked too. Then the coach took Avon's ID and transferred a file. Upon opening the file Avon saw his personal routine written in there. Its duration easily seemed to be about 2 weeks.
"Do this and by the end of two weeks you should be able to run 20 laps in 1.5 hours and lift about 20 Kgs. So be diligent."
"Yes sir" Avon answered, then a question struck his mind and he asked
" Sir, say I am capable of doing all that you said before two weeks are done, then will you change the routine?"
The coach frowned and said,
"Ofcourse, if you finish faster then you process to the next task."
The coach then left Avon to do his work. Avon ran and excercised diligently for a week. He did a lot of excess training too. His body got sore for a few days because of the intensity but thanks to Reveria's training his body was adapting quickly.
He remembered to do a bit of mind cultivation too.
After 9 days from the initial day, he was able to meet the coach's requirements.
The coach couldn't believe it at all.
'Being fast in mind cultivation means that his brain works exceptionally well but to think he is performing similarly in physical aspects too...'
Now finally the coach decided to give Avon combat training.
"Listen carefully Avon, this mode of combat is called Armibo. It is made up of three aspects. The mind, the body and the armour. First you will learn some basic movements until they're incorporated in your body."
"Like muscle memory?"
"Yes, muscle memory. Then once that is done, you will wear an armour and learn how to use it correctly."
"Understood sir"
"Good. Now follow my movements"
Then the coach performed certain slow movements which Avon tried to replicate. Reveria still hadn't taught him and Laia about combat so this was first time he was learning to fight. It was not very difficult as the movements were easy. Then after perfecting the first set of movements the coach gave him another set. These were also easy but compared to first set they were a bit complex. Like this Avon continued and by the end of the class that day he had received 5 movements from the coach.
As Avon was exiting the room someone caught him by the shoulder from behind. Avon turned back and saw Thamo.
"Do you have the N-45 installed?" Thamo asked Avon seriously.
Avon looked at him dumbfounded. " What's N-45?"
A frown formed on Thamo's face and he said in a dark tone " Do not play dumb with me. Tell me how you are performing so efficiently."
The thing was, Avon would have told Thamo about his routine but that would have been if Thamo was a good person in his view. However Avon no longer considered Thamo worth conversing with. Plus he had seen him hitting up on girls multiple times, especially Sylvia, where she ignored everytime. Avon wondered if this guy had any self-respect at all. Plus, Thamo's rude behaviour with Avon a few days ago was enough for him regard Thamo as a person to stay away from and not waste any time on.
"I just do what the coach gives. " He said bluntly.
Thamo was getting visibly more frustrated but Avon knew that if he went along his wishes then Thamo would think he can command Avon in the future.
"Answer me properly. Otherwise I have other ways to make you!"
"Hmm?" Avon raised his eyebrows a little hearing the apparent threat.
"I said I have other ways to make you answer! So tell me now when you have the chance!"
"No"