Paladin

The next day....

[+1 Endurance]

[Skill maker skill successfully recharged]

[You can now create skills]

"Create skill, Longevity."

[Skill created]

[Skill: Longevity]

[You will not die of aging and will retain youthful looks]

"Nice!"

Lumiel went to school and he found Patrick sitting on the side of the Halls.

"Hey, Patrick how are you?" He waved his hands and replied to him, "I'm fine!"

"So what's the news?" Patrick asked.

"Don't be surprised but I have brothers now!"

"Huh! When?" he asked.

"Just yesterday bro!" Lumiel replied.

"Huh! How?" He asked.

"Um, I found them to be beggars so I helped them. But don't be surprised, they have the same names as the heroes," Lumiel said to him.

"Oh! So your mother has named them after the heroes when she adopted them," Patrick concluded.

"Yeah right! Hahahahaha," Lumiel scratched his head as he laughed.

"Okay let's get inside! Our teacher is coming!" Lumiel said to Patrick.

Lumiel walked inside and there he was waiting for Stella to arrive. He sat while waiting for her then he scanned his books about the introduction to Magic that his teacher had given.

He was reading and then Stella surprised him. Lumiel closed his books and then he looked at her.

"Hey did you hear the news? We have new students in the section next to us, they were in section B, in Hanna's room! They have names like the heroes! I thought they were the descendants of the heroes themselves!" she said as she smiled at him.

"Oh really? They're in the next room?" Lumiel said in astonishment.

"Yeah! So how about we meet them later!" she requested.

"Yeah, let's meet them later," he said with assurance. When Lumiel and Stella were talking, their teacher arrived and started the class. It was Sir Maldous who would teach them swordsmanship. They went outside because they would practice with swords and then some sparring sessions with each other.

Lumiel fell in line as they were arranged by Sir Ernstine. They formed like a platoon while holding swords. Sir Maldous was holding a claymore in his hands and was making instructions.

"Hey buddy what do you think will sir make us do?" asked someone beside him.

"I don't know what, but I think we will practice swings and trusts using these sticks," Lumiel answered.

"Oh really! So we will be practicing the basics huh, by the way, I'm Gerson Baltros, a Paladin! Nice to meet you," He said while he offered his hands. "Well I'm Lumiel, a Healer class," replied Lumiel. They shook hands and chatted about their backgrounds.

Well, Gerson's father was a businessman and his mother was an officer in the army. He was trained by his mother who casually insisted he train hard while she went to work.

They laughed about how his mother and father met and how they ended up together. While they were talking, Sir Maldous gave them a cold glare and scolded them because they were not attentive.

"I'm making instructions here and you're not listening, as a punishment, you do a thousand swings at the back!" He said to them.

"Yes sir!" They replied.

"Now for the rest, you copy my swings as I make an example of my moves," He said while he gave instructions to the students.

They started their practice with left to right swings then right to left accompanied by trusts and vertical swings.

Gerson and Lumiel started their thousand swings, enjoying it instead because of a companion.

"One hundred one,"

"One hundred two,"

They swung until they arrived at five hundred.

"Hooah! I'm getting weary my friend but we're still halfway there," he said to Lumiel while he was still swinging. Rain cast [Heal] on him and he was amazed.

"I didn't know that Holy magic is this useful! My fatigue is gone! You've gained my respect friend!" he said and they continued until they finished a thousand.

"Hey, Stephen and Gerson, come here," Sir Maldous called upon them to join them at their practice.

Sir Maldous led the swings and they followed his movements. They followed him for two hours and the next was to sparring in pairs, so they needed to find their partner.

"Hey let's pair together Lumiel," Gerson asked him.

"Okay, sure!" he replied.

They arranged themselves and Lumiel found a good spot to do sparring with him at the side of the training ground.

"Okay let me draw a circle and the one who steps outside will lose," said Gerson.

He made a circle with a ten-meter radius while Lumiel helped him. After they finished, he stood facing Gerson then he swung his wooden sword left and right with his right hand. Getting ready for the spar with him.

"Hey Gerson, don't hold back fighting me okay!" Lumiel said to him.

"Okay don't blame me for the outcome," he replied.

He wields the sword and then he casts [Weight gain] on the sword, making it heavier and harder for the enemy who will receive it but was light as a feather to the user.

He thrust it to the ground and then said, "Come!"

Lumiel approached him hastily making the ground caved in because of his force and then he swung his sword at him.

He evaded Lumiel's swing then he lifted his sword from the ground, trying to hit him. Lumiel blocked it with his sword and he was blown away.

"Gerson is a [Heavy hitter]!" Lumiel exclaimed.

His weapon was packed with a hundred kilograms of weight. Lumiel attacked again but he was knocked back, he was still inside the line and he trusted his sword to the ground when he was thrown. Gerson again trusted his sword to the ground.

"Hehehe you're strong, my friend, it's my mistake for not being serious in this match," Lumiel said to him while he removed his weights.

Clang!

The weights made a sound that even Gerson heard from where he stood.

"You're using weights!?" Gerson was dumbstruck by Lumiel.

Lumiel then sprinted to him and made a vertical slash. Gerson responded with a horizontal slash, but Lumiel made a feint and ducks, evading his strike, and turned while he landed a strike.

Lumiel was faster now and he could land a strike to Gerson. He clashes his sword with him several times but can only parry it in the last seconds. They clashed several times and the ones who were around them stopped their fight and watched them.

Lumiel shed him with all his power but he suddenly felt extreme pain that made him stop his attack halfway through, this was because of the strain of the impact of the sword on Lumiel's body resulting in Gerson's fatal strike, making him blown out of the line.

"Are you okay?" He asked while he offered his hand and then cleaned clothes full of dirt.

"Woah, man! I didn't think that you have a secret ability hiding in your sleeves!" Lumiel said in shock.

"Nah, it's just the weight of the Sword," Gerson said to him.

They gathered after their practice and sir Maldous made an announcement.

"Everyone, remember these practices and seal them to your mind. It will help you defend yourself in the future! Now class dismissed!" He ended his speech while hurrying to leave.