First Seal: Ashura's Teeth

*Talking*

*Talking*

*Talking*

Martis and Gale was amazed on how many trainees participated in the ceremony.

Almost all of them are of noble bloodline.

Gale: They all seemed to be from nobility.

Martis: Really? They all seemed decent thought but nobility?

Gale: You are wearing common clothes that any attendant would wear, while all of them are well equipped. They'd think you're a peasant.

Martis: Well, I'll be damned.

Gale: Might be.

Martis: Quick question Gale, do I get to fight them all?

Gale: Don't be reckless Martis, dealing with one or two might be troublesome but all of them? That might be imposibble.

Martis: Come on, you know me Gale..

Gale: Yeah, I know you alright.

While Gale and Martis are talking, a group of men approached them

Man1: Hey Lady, leave that peasant and team up with us.

Man2: Yeah! You are better off with us.

Gale: Aren't you a bit rude to my Lord?

Martis: It's too early to say that folks.

Man3: What did you say punk? Do you know who I am?

*Talk*

*Talk*

*Talk*

(That's Oceania's best squad)

(For real?)

(Are the rumors are true?)

(We're they the ones that defeated the behemoth?)

(Looks like it)

(That poor man is so screwed)

(That man looks familiar though)

(Yeah where did I saw him?)

Gale: Go away, we don't want to cause trouble.

Martis: What is the highest rank if I get to defeat a lot of participants?

Before Gale could answer Martis' question….

Man1: What strong declaration young man, aren't you too young for the evaluation.

Martis: I'm strong enough to defeat you all.

Martis said with a smirk on his face.

Man2: He seriously have a death wish.

Man3: What confidence.

Martis: When does the ceremony start? I can't wait to fight you all. (Still smirking)

Gale: My Lord you don't need to deal with people like these.

Martis: How many times did I have to tell you not to call me that?

Gale: Unless I call you my Lord, they wouldn't respect you.

Man1: This young man is a Lord?

Man3: In that outfit? You think we'll believe you?

Man2: And what's with that stupid mark on your face?

Gale: My Lord we have to go.

Martis: This mark symbolizes my strength.

Gale couldn't believe what she heard, even though she asked Martis something weird, he answered there was no such thing. And yet he declared, that the mark is the symbol of his strength with confidence.

Gale: (As if he knew it from the beginning, could it be?)

Martis: Hey Gale, let's go.

Gale who was still awe-struck couldn't respond to Martis' call. Martis approach her and shook her head.

Martis: Snap out of it, we are heading to the registry. You okay Gale?

Gale: Yeah, I'm just having a weird day.

The group of men looked at them intensely as they walked away. The leader of the group yelled at Martis.

Man1: I'll be taking your head boy! Wait for me!

Martis answered instantly.

Martis: Better offer me a good fight when we do.

Gale: Please stop provoking them again Martis.

Martis: I'm just returning their greeting.

Gale: What a weird way to return a greeting isn't it? I'm glad Rasha wasn't here, if he was he'd behead those fools instantly.

Martis: Oh don't make me remember those times when he over reacted. That was embarrassing as hell.

Gale: Maybe I should just ask for him to come.

Martis: Oh no, don't worry about him, I asked the Chief Attendant to assign him far away and lock him up. I'm sure his pissed off right now.

In the meantime in the Southern Islands where Rasha was assigned.

*Struggling*

*Struggling*

Rasha: Let me out of here! The young Lord needs me! Let me out!

Guard1: Are you sure about this? He is one of the strongest fighters you know?

Guard2: Don't worry the casters made sure he can't invoke his abilities.

Guard1: Are you sure about that?

Guard2: 'Course I am, his restraints are top notch.

Rasha kept yelling like a madman.

Rasha: Let me out! This second! Let me out! The young Lord is in danger!

Guard1: If he gets out were doomed.

Guard2: It was Chief's orders how can we defy?

Guard1: Good point.

At the Warriors ceremony.

Gale: What? You sent him away?

Martis: What? Was I wrong? If he were to be here, he'd get on my way and over react again.

Gale: He is just looking out for you.

Martis: He is too annoying.

After Gale heard that Rasha was restrained in the Southern Islands her hope for stopping Martis was doomed. After their registration they walked towards the arena.

Martis: So the highest rank that we might get is a Continental Warrior?

Gale: Why do you look so depressed?

Martis: The rank is so low, we only get to be free from training.

Gale: That's what depressed you? Really?

Martis: Yeah.

Though he was depressed, he still looked forward to fighting strong opponents, that's his ultimate goal for participating after all.

Martis: (Almost all of the auras are mediocre, maybe I should just try that.)

*Talking*

*Talking*

*Talking*

(Isn't he the man who provoked Thomas and his squad earlier?)

(Yeah that's the guy)

(He won't be able to get out of here alive)

Martis looked around to feel the auras that the participants were emitting

Martis: (Only a decent amount for participants eh? Well whatever I get to fight the stronger guys)

Gale: Martis, there they are. Don't provoke them like you did earlier.

Martis: Don't worry, I won't.

Gale: That's what I'm worried about.

Announcer: Participants please group yourselves into a squad of seven people, for the evaluation is about to start.

The participants grouped themselves up, except for Martis and Gale. They stood there as the other participants find their groups.

Martis: What a crowd and I get to fight them all.

Gale facepalmed after hearing Martis. And the Announcer noticed them.

Announcer: Young lad why are there only two of you?

The other participants started to notice them too and looked at their direction.

Martis: We are more than enough to defeat them all.

The onlookers heard what Martis said and begun to talk to themselves yet again.

(It's him again, making bold statements.)

(He'll be crushed because of his arrogance.)

Thomas: Making bold statements again young boy?

Martis: Just saying the truth.

Gale: Stop this nonsense.

Thomas: Even your lady is starting to get annoyed and so do I!

Martis: Give me a break, some of these participants are not even worth fighting.

(Bold statement you made there boy?! You want to die?)

(I'm gonna kill him!)

(Beat him up!)

(Die!)

Those were the cries of the participants who were enraged by Martis' statement.

The commotion was too great that the Announce had to step up.

Announcer: Please young lad, take a hold of your arrogance..

Before the Announcer was about to finish what he was saying Martis interrupted.

Martis: If I was able to prove myself would you let me fight all the stronger ones here?

Announcer: Are you out of your mind?

Martis: If you can promise that I will show you a good show.

Gale: This is insane Martis….

Martis waved his hand and the worried Gale immediately stopped talking.

Martis: I know what I'm doing.

Announcer: Okay, if you are able to beat 5 random participants here, I promise, you can fight every strong participants that are participating in here and even give you the title of Continental Warrior immediately.

Martis: Thank you.

Announcer: So anyone want to volunteer and help our young participant here?

(I'll go!)

(Me too I'll beat the crap out of him!)

(Count me in)

(I'm gonna smash his head wide open)

(Guess I'm the last one)

Thomas: Let's see what you've got boy.

Announcer: These men are the volunteers, young lad you better not die.

(Let me attack first, I'll show him his place)

Martis: No gentlemen please attack me together, I don't want to seem like the bad guy.

Three out of five of the volunteers were sturdy and the other two were from the Assassin Mage hybrid nation, Galar.

(I'm gonna frigging kill him)

The first one launched his attack on Martis using his giant axe but Martis blocked it with his sword.

Klang!

Klang!

And the other two attacked him head on with their spear.

Martis didn't show fear and attacked them head on with his sword.

Ting! Klang!

Klang!

Kang!

Martis showed great prowess in terms of sword fighting skills.

The two assassins just waited for their turn.

As the fight continued, the onlookers were amazed on how Martis could take on top notch fighters from other nations.

Bit by bit, Martis' sword couldn't handle the stress. But before his sword broke he took down the first one who attacked. He just lost consciousness.

The other two looked at each other.

(What is with this guy?)

(He is too hard to land a hit with)

(His sword is going to break soon, let's just destroy his weapon)

The other one charged from the right side and the other one from the left to flank Martis.

But Martis concentrated his aura into his sword.

SHHHHHHHING!

With a clean sweep he destroyed both of their swords.

The onlookers were surprised to see that this young boy was able to use Soul Blade on such a young age.

The assassins and Thomas were also surprised.

Thomas: So you had the good stuff too kid.

Three out of five retired and the assassin were the ones left.

Martis: I knew it, ordinary weapons wouldn't last long.

(He is weaponless now)

(It's time to attack)

When the assassins were charging towards Martis.

SSSSSSSSSSSS!

SSSSSSSSSSSS!

A black smoke covered Martis and his mark on the forehead was glowing. And then suddenly

Tuggggs!!!

Rumbling was heard, the ground was shaking and the noise can be heard everywhere. Even the Chief felt the ground shook and he knew what it was.

The Chief Attendant came running to the Chief.

Chief Attendant: My Lord, the first unsealing was done.

Chief: I fear he already holds it in his hands.

At the Warriors ceremony.

Martis had a smirk on his face and said.

Martis: First seal, ASHURA's TEETH. ACQUIRED!