Suddenly this tall muscular baldy appeared out of nowhere.
He bends over and gawks at me taking a closer look as if I was some rare species of mana beast. I stood still glaring back at the baldy without faltering.
"Lieutenant, is this some kind of a trick?" asks baldy while examining me, "Or you are telling me this brat actually is an ancient master of martial arts using some sorcery to hide his appearance to look like a kid?"
I guess this baldy had a few screws loose.
"Milo, he's just a 12-year-old brat and yes he will be your sparring partner.," replied Kieth.
The baldy suddenly turned around facing Kieth,
"So why in the hell do you want me to beat up this young kid? Do you have some kind of a weird sick fetish or something?"
"Milo just shut your mouth and do what I ask you to." Kieth looked pissed, "This brat's an ascension candidate handpicked by Master Bervice. Now you know so less talking and more action,"
The baldy suddenly looked at me with wide eyes,
"Oh, that's rare for the Master to pick such young candidates. But still to make him my sparring partner is still going too far. The young brat looks like he has recently stopped getting breastfed by his mother, so sparring from the get-go would be a little too much on him, don't you think? hehe."
This dude is already getting on my nerves.
The baldy just turned around and walked away waving his arm,
"You should pick one of your maids to spar with him. I am sure they'll give this brat a good spanking. I got better things to-."
Mr. Keith just stood in front of baldy blocking his path,
"Alright, I'll announce the rules of this practice match so hear me closely."
"Hey! Didn't you just hear what I just said?!" Milo shouted angrily.
His voice boomed and reverberated in the chamber like thunder.
Fuck, my ears are aching once again.
But Mr. Keith didn't seem to be bothered even once as he continued addressing the rules,
"Rules are simple. Both contestants are armed with non-lethal weapons that you can use however you may like. Landing a hit on either the head, the neck, the chest, the waist or the back will give you a 1 point, per hit. The first person to score 2 points will be the winner."
Landing a clean hit on baldy's weak points would be easy only if he wasn't big as an ox.
On top of that, I had the frail small body of a 12-year-old brat, armed with two wooden knives.
I really regret not picking a little bigger weapon but I guess I have to make do with what I have.
I quickly loosened my limbs and cleared my mind trying to reassess all the options I have available to score points.
The baldy looked terrifying but I have battled a wild dire wolf so this is nothing compared to that.
Meanwhile, baldy Milo didn't even bother to warm up,
"Hey! Kieth, I don't wanna beat up some random kid I just met. You are the lieutenant but that doesn't mean you can just use your power to order me to do whatever you want to~ Are you even listening?"
Mr. Kieth clearly ignored the towering baldy standing in front of him like an invisible wall.
He just calmly raised his arm in the air,
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St Chaos Healer
FantasiOnce a powerful Demon Overlord, betrayed and murdered by his own subordinates, vows revenge with his dying breath. Reincarnated as Benjamin Almond, a human baby, he must adapt to his new mortal life without demonic powers. With his past memories int...
