Training

Kiyoko, Frederic, Oji, and the King all sit at the Table with a tension in he air. There is a silence as forks and knifes scrape plates.

"We investigated Mr. Oka... Early this morning... And he didn't lie once" Oji grits his teeth.

"And what does this have to do with us...?" Oji points his fork at the king.

"For all I care, he can die... He almost killed my brother" Frederic calmly smiles.

"Well, Galliun conducted the investigation... And it seems... There was no malicious intent behind his-" Oji slams his fist on he table. Tons of steam rising. Pure rage on his face.

"I will NEVER... Forgive that B-..." Aristol is slightly offended.

"Watch your language Oji" Oji growls a bit as he stands up.

"I'm going out for some fresh air..." Aristol is left speechless. Frederic almost chases him but stops as Kiyoko stays silent. Frederic sighs then sits back down and looking at Aristol.

"Dad... You were trying to say something?" Aristol sighs seemingly sad now.

'"oh yeah... Since there wasn't any I'll intent behind his actions... We decided it was fair to continue your training with him... But we let him off with a warning..." Frederic looks at his plate which he had cleared. Kiyoko saddens a bit as Frederic notices. He sits up straight then standing up.

"Well... No point in mopping around about it... Time never stops" Kiyoko's eyes widen as he follows suit. Aristol smiles at the two.

"Thanks you two... You really are the reason I can keep going" Frederic smiles brightly as Kiyoko is taken aback. Frederic walks to the door and bows. Kiyoko quickly follows suit and Bowing.

"Thank you for the food!"

"So... From what The King told me... You all are efficient in Maho combat?" Frederic nods as Kiyoko stands there awkwardly.

"Yeah... I've pretty much had to learn how to do it by myself... Then I had to teach Kiyoko..." Mr. Oka rubs his fingers on his chin.

"Okay then... You may one day find yourself in a spot where you can't use Maho... How good are you at hand to hand...? What about weaponry?" Kiyoko takes a deep breath.

"I-i've been practicing hand to hand by myself... It's become part of my fighting style..." Frederic is slightly shocked. Mr. Oka smiles as he gets in a stance.

"Come on... Via actual combat, I can identify what your weak points are, and we can go from there" Kiyoko gulps as he runs forward. He swings his fist. Mr. Oka blocks the punch. Suddenly Kiyoko grabs Mr. Oka's arm. Kiyoko lifts his foot to kick him. Mr. Oka grits his teeth and dodges the kick by ducking down. He quickly spins around pinning Kiyoko to the ground. Frederic shocked that Kiyoko could even move like that.

"That was really good for practice Sir Kiyoko..." He moves allowing Kiyoko to stand before looking at Frederic.

"Come on... Give me your best Prince Frederic"

Flames pour from Oji's feet as he flies over the low class town. A frown painting on his face. His eyebrows frowned.

"I find it hard to believe there wasn't any Ill intent behind what happened... I don't trust that fool... As a person... Id rather train by myself..." Oji grits his teeth as he flies faster. Suddenly someone wearing pitch black appear in front of him.

"What are you doing up here by yourself? It's not safe..." Oji slams the breaks as he flies full speed towards the person. Oji quickly recognizing him as the assassin from the tournament a month or two ago. Oji swings his fist back for a flaming punch. The assassin suddenly appearing in front of Oji. His eyes were dark gray. His pupils and Iris resembled a clock. The assassin turns into wind and passes through Oji before Disappearing. Oji's eyes widen before he blanks out. He falls to the ground. In smoke he slides down the road and slamming into a building. Oji sits up and rubbing his head. People staring at him wondering if he's okay.

"W-what the-... Why am I in town...?" Oji stands up as his body wreaths in pain. He pops his back before walking into a nearby restaurant. His head aches as he sits down at a table.

"You dispise them... Don't you...?" Oji looks up as a hooded girl sits in front of him.

"Who are you... And what do you want with me?" The person reaches up and takes off her hood. Her long blonde hair carries a bright gold stripe on the left side. Bright purple eyes. Oji's eyes widen.

"My name is Hannah Oritsu... Of The High Class Royal Family... And I'm here on behalf of The court of Appeals... For you in specific" Oji squints.

"Why would the court of Appeals want me...?" The girl smiles.

"Let me ask you this... Remember those letters you sent to the Court of Appeals asking why you were born in the most poor family in the kingdom...?" Oji's eyes widen once again. But it's hard for him to shake the ominous feeling off her.

"I'm here to ask... Do you want... To leave behind this poor, weak, tragedy stricken Family... And join me in the Court of Appeals Rebellion? Where I can grant you better living conditions... And a better life in general" there's a long silence as the shadow of Oji's hair covers his eyes. A smile forms on his face.

"Finally... A good flipping offer..." Oji glares at Hannah.

"I'll accept your offer"

Kiyoko swings his blade down. Frederic blocks it swiftly then swinging the wooden sword across.

"Remember now... Breathe!... Take that breath and spread the extra strength through your entire body... Every movement should be calculated!" Kiyoko blocks Frederic. He spins his blade. He quickly knocks it out of Frederic's hands. Then putting the tip to his chin. Both breathing heavy.

"Wow... It's only been two days and you guys are really good at this... You might be my fastest learning students." Kiyoko puts the wooden stick down and smiling. Frederic catching his breath.

"Although... You two aren't really grasping the basics of total concentration breathing... Might have to try another strategy" Frederic looks at Kiyoko. The two smirk confidently at each other. Suddenly Galliun busts down the door and walks up to them. Galliun prepared to draw his sword.

"Mr. Oka... Do you have any clue where Prince Oji could have went?" Mr. Oka lifts his hands to show his innocence. Galliun points his sword at Mr. Oka.

"Prince Oji has seemingly disappeared... He's not in the castle... Nor is he anywhere in the town... Where. Is. Prince. Oji!?"