Young Vigilantes

(In The Magic Training Room)

The old lady was standing in front of the student and the stones of human size were present as the targets.

Christina : Any of you know what's so good about magic?

A student boy raised his hand and said

Boy Stud : Being cool?

Christina : That's just feelings, not reality.

A student girl raised her hand and said

Girl Stud : More effective combat?

Christina : In which ways or how?

The blue hair boy raised his hand

Albert : Range attacking.

Christina : Exactly. Range attack was really effective because you can bring down your opponents without showing up yourself to them. But there's not much range attack weapons. Only bows and crossbows exist. And they're useless against full armoured opponents. And that's where magic comes in. Just by shooting magic blasts, one can bring down full armoured humans to dragons.

Blonde hair girl raised her hand

Charlotte : But weren't dragons just legends?

The old lady looked at the blonde hair girl with a smug face and said

Christina : Ask Louis. Back to the topic, there are basic facts you need to know about mana blasts. One, anyone who can use magic could use mana blasts. Two, sizes and force of each mana bullet depends on the shooter's skills and talents in magic. Three, the colour of mana blasts depends on the shooter's attribute. Four, using mana blast cost a lot of mana so using mana blasts for decoy wasn't a great idea especially for noobs. Five, the strength of mana blasts depends on the shooter's will. They can either burn your skin or just destroy your body into pieces. Six, mana blast wasn't a common word because teenagers thought it wasn't cool and they renamed it mana balls. Others just call them with the combination of their attributes. For example, fire balls, water balls etc. Seven, to use mana blasts effectively, one must practice accuracy. Otherwise, it was just a waste of mana. Eight, mana blasts can be deflected by magic fused weapons. Nine, the shooter can add extra spells with effects to the bullets. Ten, bullets will explode by itself before shooting if the shooter loses concentration.

Wil : That's a lot of facts.

George : Y-Yea.

The old lady looked at the boy and their eyes met. The old lady smiled. The boy realised and panicked.

Christina : George, can you come to the front and show how you do it?

George : (SHIT!!) R-Roger.

Wil : Pff!

The yellow hair boy immediately turned around and covered his mouth. The boy walked to the front of the student group and took position. One girl annoyed looking at the boy. The boy stands out his right hand and raises his palm to the target. He closed his eyes and the crest was formed in his hand. Students and the old lady watch the boy carefully. The energy started gathering on the crest. It becomes a small energy ball. The boy opened his eyes and looked at the target. The old lady carefully watches the boy's eyes. The boy looks at the glimpse of something for a moment and then shoots an energy ball. The energy ball passed the target and hit the wall. Students started laughing while the old lady was lost in thoughts. The boy turned his face to the old lady.

George : I-It is e-enough?

The old lady snapped back and formed a smile immediately. The boy realized that he made a mistake.

Christina : Of course, George. This is more than enough. Mana blast is the most important spell for magicians. You're not only able to form the bullet. You also shoot it. And, your bullet actually got sufficient damage. The wall was burnt on the part your bullet hit. If you mastered accuracy, you can fight without moving an inch.

Students stopped laughing and were surprised by the old lady's words. One girl annoyed and bit her finger nail. The boy laughed awkwardly and rubbed his head.

George : I-I see. Excuse me.

The boy walked back to his friend group.

Christina : Everyone, this is today's lesson. You have to practice until the class ends. There's enough targets for you all. Stop talking and start training.

Studs : Yes, Ma'am.

Students started forming into groups and chose the targets to practice. The old lady looks at the group of the boy and thinks.

Christina : (That boy, he changed his target before shooting. He knew that eyes are the ones that control the direction of the bullets and not the hands. Also, he hit the target accurately. Normal people would think that he missed the target but his actual target was the wall. He faked his marksmanship. He's really scary unlike his innocent face. What are his intentions actually?)

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(In Classroom)

The boy with purple hair walked into the class while students were watching him with surprise. He stands in front of the class. He has curly light purple hair and long enough to cover his neck. His body was tall and slim. He also wears windsor glasses. The teacher started talking.

Louis : Everyone, this is Oren Sevansun. He's the transfer student. Can you introduce yourself?

The purple hair boy looks at the students

Oren : Name is Oren. Even though I'm noble, I don't like formality. Treat me normal. That's all.

He scanned every student's face. He recognised some faces and noticed something.

Oren : (There are a lot of famous nobles in this class. Even the princess Charlotte and that yellow head William are here. This is a kind of extreme coincidence or maybe a thermodynamic miracle. Talking about princess Charlotte, students around her are really dangerous. Beside her was Albert Diatory. Behind him was Cecelia Valentine, the girl with the light attribute. And the one behind princess Charlotte was the famous commoner who beat the president of the student council in a duel. They're a really dangerous group. I must not let my guard down.)

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(At the Library)

The boy was searching for a book and looking at the bookshelves. Just then, the purple haired boy appeared from behind one bookshelf. He looked at the boy and noticed something.

Oren : (He's that famous commoner. This is my chance to gather information from him.) Are you from my class? I felt familiar with you.

The boy looks at him with disgusted face

George : You could phrase that differently. Yes, I did.

Oren : (Did I say something weird?) I'm Oren Sevensun. May I know your name?

George : George Rivelet.

The purple hair boy recognised the name and surprised.

Oren : George Rivelet? Then, you're the one who wins a duel against the president of the student council?

The boy let out a sigh

George : He just slipped a fall. I did nothing.

Oren : (Hmm....he's humble.) Results are all that matters. Anyway.... are you looking for a book?

George : Yea, I'm searching for the book that contains the list of every monster.

Oren : (Monster?) You interested in monsters?

George : I know nothing about them, so.

Oren : (He admits that he knows nothing. He's really humble.) Are you bookworm?

George : Kind of.

The purple hair boy smiled.

Oren : (Finally, a normal nerd! I've been searching for a nerd at my age since I was born. Most teenagers of my age only know about partying. They don't like books. Hell, they even make fun of me cause I'm a nerd. That's how I switch school to school. I can't get a friend with the same hobby. But today, I found one. I must be really lucky to find one on the first day.)

It's nice to meet a classmate with the same hobby. I'm a bookworm too.

George : I see.

Oren : I thought you had your own group. Where are they?

George : They're making a tea party.

Oren : (He's just like me!) Then, can I join you? I'm alone by myself too.

George : But your followers won't like to see you with me, a troublesome commoner.

Oren : My followers? (That's why I hate being handsome and good looking. Should I cut my face? But what if I look better with a scar on my face? That would make it worse. Nevermind. Anyway....) You don't have to worry about them. Everyone in this Academy knows me. They know what they would get after messing up with me. They won't do it. And if they did, I'll show them how dangerous my wrath is.

George : Please don't kill them.

Oren : Hahaha.... don't worry. I won't kill them. I'm just kidding. (Or was I?) By the way, we should look for the book you're searching for. We can continue talking after that.

George : Okay.

Oren : Then, let's go.

The purple hair boy led the searching with a smile on his face.

Oren : (I think I made a friend.)

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(In The Garden)

The purple haired boy and the boy are sitting at the table with books in their hands.

Oren : Are you seriously saying that you're challenged for a duel because you talked with the girl he likes?

George : Yea.

Oren : That's why I hate noble teenagers. They're just good for nothing arrogant stupids. They only care about themselves. That's why I never get along with them.

George : But that's your life. You can't change it.

Oren : I know I can't. That's why I only interact with them in work hours only. I don't want to spend my time with them.

George : I see. That's actually good to make rules for yourself.

Oren : Did you do the same?

George : Yea, a lot of them. To be honest, I want to run away. I don't want to interact with nobles. I don't want to be popular. But, I have to go with the flow. I can't go to another country and attend the new school. I don't have that much money.

Oren : Ohh. That must be hard for you.

George : Kind of. I have no choice so.

Oren : How about the people from your group? Are you getting along with them?

George : I don't even know how they become a group. But they're good friends. They're the reason I can continue attending the Academy. Without them, I would get bullied a lot. But sometimes, they're the reason I got bullied.

Oren : Sounds hard to deal with.

George : Yea, but they always help me. Even when the whole Academy is against me, they side with me without hesitation.

Hearing the boy's word, the purple hair boy smiled

Oren : I see. (So, they're good guys.) Then, can I join your group and become one of your friends?

George : Are you sure about that? Students won't like it and you would get a lot of trouble by siding with me.

Oren : Haha....as I said earlier, you don't have to worry about it. I'm happy to get a friend with the same hobby. And I can see a lot of similarities within you.

George : You don't have to be that humble.

The purple hair boy laughed out loud.

Oren : Hahahaha. You know, I didn't get a lot of chances to be humble. Nobles ain't humble. You're the only person I can talk to like that.

George : You shouldn't, especially with me.

Oren : Hmm? Why?

George : You'll see. Anyway, I have things to do if you excuse me.

Oren : Oh... fine. See you tomorrow.

George : See ya later.

The boy stood up and walked away. The Purple hair boy looks at the back of the boy and thinks.

Oren : (Why did he say that? Is he still thinking that he would get trouble interacting with me? Or something else?)

Just then, he heard the sound of bells ringing and remembered something.

Oren : (Oh right! I have to meet with the mysterious vigilante. As far as I know, he always hunts at night. Who is he? Why did he start hunting dark mages and why did he still continue hunting? He assassinated numerous dark mages without failing for once. How did he get information about them? Is he a noble in disguise? Only nobles with higher rank than me could get those kinds of information. Even I couldn't get the information before he did. The only way to meet him was waiting at one of the dark mages base that he hadn't discovered. Luckily, I found one spot that he hasn't hunted. I have to wait for him at that base before nightfall. You can't run away from me, mysterious vigilante. I am talented assassin "Seven Nights". Even nobles can't run away me once I set my boundary on their heads. We will meet, Mr.Vigilante.)

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*At Night*

(At Dark Mage Base)

The purple hair boy wore a full body assassin costume with black colour. He is hiding at the ceiling like a spider. The shadow and his talented assassin skills hide him from the Dark Mages. Three Dark Mages are sitting at the table and only the burning candle present on it. After some minutes, the purple hair boy noticed the presence of a stranger. The three projectiles shattered the window glass and pierced three Dark Mages' heads. The purple hair boy is amazed by the accuracy of the stranger and gives respect to them in his mind. After some seconds, the door opened and the stranger in full body black clothes walked in. They carefully looked at the corpses and took the killer weapons out of their heads. Then, they look around the room and put every book and magic related item into their bag. The purple hair boy decided to show himself but one projectile flew toward him and he evaded it immediately with a shock. The projectile pierced the ceiling and stopped. The purple hair boy looked at the projectile and saw the piece of paper attached to its tail. He realised that the stranger knew his presence from the beginning. He immediately turned his head in the direction where the stranger would stand. But the stronger was long gone. He takes off the projectile from the ceiling and jumps down to the ground then looks at the projectile carefully. He realised that the projectile was actually a big nail made from rock. When he looked at the paper, he saw some words written on it.

Oren : (Second Sixth Fifth? What is this? What does he want to say? Is this a code? A number with secret meaning?)

The purple hair boy thinks for a few minutes. And then, he realised.

Oren : (That's my room number!!)

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(At the Academy Dorm)

The purple hair boy sneaked into his room from the window and the light bulb was lightened. Then, he saw the face he never thought he would and he was shocked.

Oren : G-G-George?

George? : Hello, Oren. Or should I call you "Seven Nights"?