TBATE - Havaca Rises

Chapter 14 - Pitch meeting

Arthur's POV

"Looks like I won," I said removing the blade from her neck. "You know it's not good to drop your guard like that during a fight."

"..." Cynthia was speechless, after all, she had just been defeated in a matter of minutes by a light orange core, 8-year-old child.

"Now then, let's discuss rewards," I said summoning a sound barrier. "I take it take I pass your little exam?"

"Yes, yes of course. Now please tell me your requests and I will assist you to the best of my capabilities."

"First, keep me beating you to yourself and your closest friends. Second, slowly start bolstering Xyrus's security. Thirdly, protect my family while I am unable to do so myself. Fourthly, take a zero-tolerance approach to bullying. I saw some brats from your school, two black cores, and one dark red thinking that they're 'it'; ensure this revolting behavior ceases. Fifth, I want a special pass that allows me access to a training room at any time I want, and to be exempted from curfew and coffee restrictions. You got all that right?"

"It's a lot to remember but..."

"Don't worry I've written down," I said while handing her a pair of Hermes and a folded piece of paper.

"Thanks... Hmm, what's this?" she asks examining the black box.

"There're communication ear cuffs called Hermes, use it to contact me or anyone you sync frequencies with. But if it is a sensitive matter be sure you use the secure call option," I warned. You see, unlike phone numbers, Iris and Hermes used mana frequencies which I don't doubt that a Vritra instiller would one day figure out how to tap into these frequencies. With this in mind, Sage and I upgraded the Hermes with a 'secure call' function that encodes the messages in random mana frequencies and then adds a protective layer of aether over it, although this development was only made possible thanks to my beast will assimilation.

'Who the hell are you talking to!?' asked Regis.

'Myself, I'm talking to myself, and focus on your mission!' I commanded

"Anyways, here is the last request," I said looking at Cynthia with a blank face and releasing my aura to show the difference in our power. "Report to me the movement of spies and the council."

"What, what are you talking about? You kids, and your imagination..." she tried to play it off.

"Cynthia, I know you were a spy yourself, and I know about the Vritra amongst other things," I said this time releasing some bloodlust as well. "How I know about these matters is none of concern," I said, snapping my fingers releasing the sound barrier so that she can't ask any more questions.

"So, did he pass, Director Goodsky?" asked my dad?

"Of course, he did. I must your son really caught me by surprise, however, Arthur there is one more test. Do try to stay conscious," she said as she fired a high pitch sound wave my wave to which I simply coated my ears with sound magic to act as an absorption barrier. "Fufufu, I expected nothing less, to be honest, I'm quite tempted to take him on as my student," she said taking her leave. "I'll your uniform for you one week before the term starts."

"Oh, I forgot to mention... I won't be entering until I'm 12 years old."

"But, that's four years away," she says a bit saddened by my words.

"I know, but I have many things I have yet to do within those four years."

"Very well, I look forward to seeing you in uniform in four years; until then grow in strength and knowledge," she says leaving the manor to enter her carriage.