Arch-Sabre: The Inheritor of The Blade

Chapter 3: Blade Festival

I cannot stop thinking about what has happened since last four days. It is too unreal to be true. This is not some adventure story where a family is harmed and suddenly the one member of the family become the chosen hero to save the world. This world is already at its peaceful times. This is driving me crazy.

"Evans!"

"EVANS!"

I regain my consciousness from my deep thought after being called several times by Quinn.

"Oh, sorry, I was spacing out."

"I know. Look, I am sorry for what happened. I think most of our classmates knew about it too, but I can't help but feel uneasy seeing you like this."

"Yeah, I am sorry," I apologised as I lowered my head.

"Evans..."

I feel so worn-out from that unfortunate day. This morning, my mom awoke earlier than usual and immediately go to the hospital to take care of dad. Apparently, she is really worried about him more than ever. Sister too, she seems quite unmotivated and unusually get up later than me, so today we got to school together but still, she seems a little bit down.

"Evans, the class has finished, do you feel like eating something at the cafeteria? My treat."

Quinn asked with his soft voice is probably an attempt to coax me and help me regain my motivation. Maybe I should not let him worry more than he already is.

"Okay sure if it's on you," I agreed to his invitation followed with a chuckle.

"Yes! Leave it to me!"

I get up from my seat and walk out of the class with Quinn beside me. We walk but both are unusually reserved today, me particularly.

--- [Cafeteria] ---

"I guess I will have the chicken rice and onion soup today. What about you, Evans?"

"I think I will have the spicy lamb rice today."

"Okay got it, you wait here, I will order it."

I choose to sit at the two-seats dining table beside the large transparent glass. It is warm even with the scorching sunlight was touching my vulnerable skin directly. It is rather pleasant on my skin. As I try to gaze outside the window, I realise there are a packed of students gathering with an important looking guy at the middle giving a briefing on something. The cafeteria is currently crammed with students and here relaxing, eating, chatting, and enjoying their time here. I try to focus on hearing their briefing even though separated by the glass window.

"For anyone who want to join the Hero Armament Championship during the Blade Festival, please fill in your name and information in this form and return it to the student council office by this evening!" The guy announced.

"Blade... festival?" I wondered.

I am back in my deep thought, thinking of what the man that called himself 'shadow' said before. He wants me to draw the legendary sword. If I could get my hands on that sword, I can save my family, and everyone around me. There is no other choice.

There are three legendary swords in total. But for now, only The Endless Rapier, Ristorea is the only one I possibly can get my hands on. I have heard a little about its skills and potentials, quite powerful sword. I have heard during previous tournament around 70 years ago, there is contestant that was chosen by Ristorea as its master, the probability is exist but it's extremely low. Nevertheless...