Chapter 345 - Harry VS Ray (1/2)

As the red headed man walked over to where the rest of the students were. They couldn't help but try to think where they could have seen him before. After all, if Harry and Jack were showing this man such great respect he had to be of some importance to the Redwing army. But as they looked at Ray closer they could see that he wasn't old nor young. He could only be a few years younger than the others at most.

That's when they noticed the two people following closely behind him. One of the one following him was someone they had never seen before but they recognized Flynn. He was an arrogant student who thought of himself as one of the best. However, what was more annoying for the students more than anything was that Flynn was actually one of the best. The white sash knights were meant to be the most skillful while the black sash knights were a specialist class that focused on assasnation skills.

Still, whenever a ranked battle would happen between all the students there was no one that could come quite close to Flynn's level.

”Get up you two, you don't need to do that while we're in the academy,” Ray said. ”In fact there is no need for you to do it at all...”

The two got up from the ground and Harry was a bit embrassed he actually thought it was stupid to bow down as well. Although Ray was technically there king it wasn't like Ray was actually royalty. It was only a few years ago that Harry gave Ray a beating on the academy roof. Still, when he saw Jack act he decided to follow along.

When Harry lifted his head and looked at Ray there were two things he noticed. Ray looked more mature than before. His whole facial structure was different and he was even a little taller than himself now. It had only been half a year since he had left the academy and it looked like he had changed so much. But the second thing that Harry noticed was the sword by his side. This was what interested him most.

”I didn't know you took up the sword again?” Harry asked.

Ray looked by his side and pulled out from its sheath.

”Oh this thing, I only got it recently. to be honest it's been a long time since I used the sword perhaps my skills have gotten rusty.” It was there and then that Ray used all his strength and speed to swing the sword downward as fast as he could. As he did,a slicing sound was made and it looked like the attack was so fast the air around was distorted. But just before it hit the ground, Ray managed to stop it holding it completely still.

Harry seeing this felt an excitement inside him that started to boil. ”Well if you think your skills have gotten rusty, then perhaps the two of us should have a spar.” Harry suggested. ”Sword only of course, I wouldn't dream of beating you in actual combat.”

The students hearing Harry's words were stunned and now even more confused to who this man was. Harry was a master knight of Avrion. One of the highest positions of the red wings. Not only that but the master knights were some of the strongest members as well and Harry especially. All the students knew that if the Master knights were to face each other Harry would come out as the ultimate winner.

That's why when they heard Harry's words coming out of his own mouth, they were unsure if they really heard correctly. Not only was he suggesting Ray was good enough to spar with him but if they were to fight Harry admitted he would lose.

”Why not?” Ray replied ”It's been a while.”

The two of them now stood out on the field where the students themselves were sparing just moments ago, while everyone else stood at the side as a bystander. Jack seeing the two having a fight, he himself wanted to join in. It was a shame it was a battle of swords though since he had lost his own.

While Van and Flynn stood next to each other Flynn was still struggling to figure out who Ray was. ”Hey do you know if this guy can even use a sword? I know he used to be black sash knight and all but usually we use small daggers. Mastering a weapon is no small task and I've seen Harry fight. This isn't something he can win just by relying on his fancy footwork.”