Conan Piron

Part 1.

" Alright Everyone, you should introduce yourselves one by one, make sure you don't waste more than 30 seconds on it." The Teacher said after he finished his welcome speech. One by one every student started to give their introduction, and most of the children are nobility and knights, there were rarely any commoners among these students. 

Modriard academy conducts a trial for admission to their academy that is to fight against the examiners if the examiner fails to knock out the examinee within 3 minutes, they qualify. The children of nobility and knights are given special training by their families, and they also have a higher chance of awakening Aura compared to commoners. 

" My name is Conan Piron, I use a spear as my main weapon. I look forward to learning with you all." Conan introduced himself to the class. This was the first day of class but many students already knew each other because they had already met in many gatherings of nobles but no one knew about Conan and thought he was a commoner. However, after his introduction, the class went into an uproar.

" Hey, Did he just say Piron?" 

" I also heard the same, but I have never seen him before." 

" Hey, you know I had heard a rumour that Count Piron's daughter was involved in adultery and had a child, this proves that it was true." 

" What they had a daughter?" 

" Yes, the old count has a daughter that is still unmarried, this guy must be his grandson then." 

Students started to talk about various things about Conan, he tolerated the badmouthing and clenched his fists to calm his anger. He was the grandson of the Piron family, the count of Piron is the wealthiest man in the Whitehorn kingdom, yet he was kept hidden from the entire world.

Part 2.

Early in the morning when most of the students were sleeping, Conan woke up and went to exercise. He had barely passed the entrance test only because of the strength that he has built with hard work. For some reason, his mother has prohibited him from learning to fight, she is way too overprotective when it comes to this. However, Conan was always attracted to learning combat, he had heard many stories of brave warriors and had always admired them. 

He aspired to become good at fighting and become a well-known warrior in the world, in this world, there are many dangers. Monsters, demons and other calamities threaten the existence of every living thing in the world, he had heard stories about how some of these things happen suddenly and that people are not even prepared. He wanted to prepare for such a day by becoming strong. Having the strength to fight against them and protect everyone was what he wanted. 

The morning breeze was cold but it made him feel energetic as his body temperature became normal. He did some light exercises for flexibility and then other exercises to train his muscles. This is how he was taught by some adventurers, he secretly paid them to learn, and the knights in the mention never taught him a single thing because of his mother's orders. 

When the time of the entrance test to the academy came instead of applying for the general division he applied for the combat division and somehow he was able to fight against the examiner for more than 3 minutes. They did not go easy on him in any way, after the fight, he had many scars and bruises all over his body, but he just didn't give up on this. It was thanks to some basic training by the adventurers that he was able to handle things on his own. 

Part 3.

The academy was not a happy environment for him, other students ignored Conan, and they did not want to associate with him because of his birth. Conan didn't mind being alone however he was not pleased it had been almost a week and the Academy still hasn't started teaching anyone any practical lessons on combat. 

The lessons will begin a week later which made him feel a little sad, the current studies only consisted of history related to the Frostmare kingdom. He went to classes daily and sat on the last bench of the class as usual. 

" Hey, don't sit here." A boy spoke who sat near him. Conan ignored him and sat down quietly without replying. The boy suddenly spits on his desk, " You disgust me, fuck off, sit on the floor or anywhere else."

" What is your family name?" Conan asked.

" I am the son of a proud knight of StrayHorn."

" You are just a pest that I can always squeeze below my feet, don't bother me," Conan said as he continue to ignore the boy again.

" I said–" The boy was about to lash out as he slammed his hand on Conan's desk but the next second Conan grabbed the hand of the boy and squeezed. 

" Aaaargh!" The boy shouted, Conan had almost squeezed the hand of the boy, it made him fall to his knee, and the whole class stood watching them. " Please! Let go." The boy said as tears appeared in his eyes.

" Don't even try to bother me again?" Conan warned as he directly looked into the eyes of the boy, his red eyes were frightening and sent shivers through the boy. He finally let go of the hand, he had gone all of his frustration about everything on the boy. 

The boy cried and quietly sat at his desk, the whole class was silent and only the weeping sound of the boy rang through the class. He held his hand above the desk and could see the muscles were in a mess like someone squeezed tomato and other than that there were black marks which hurt more.  

Conan didn't even bat an eye toward the boy he had just badly punished, this sent the message to everyone in the class that they should not mess with Conan, not just because of his status but also because of his strength. Conan's family status was the second-highest in the class, if someone messes with him they would also need to face the consequences of facing the count. The Noble children are taught to never make things complicated with someone of higher status no matter what the circumstances are, however, some only submit to strength.