ONLINE: Blades of Eternity - Chapter 84

Chapter 84: THE HEADMASTER OF THE VALEN MILITARY ACADEMY

“I would expect nothing else from the new master of the blade of eternity” The Vice Chancellor suddenly said with a light smirk on his face while he observed Kaelen walk off the stage before he turned to go seat at the only empty chair in the lounge.

But he didn’t know that what he just casually said completely stunned all the pillars of the Academy except General Cao as they thought in synchronization.

‘Blade of eternity’

But the Vice Chancellor didn’t seem to care as he settled into his seat, his presence commanding attention, the pillars of the Pacesetters Academy shifted subtly in their seats. The atmosphere was charged with anticipation, and the Vice Chancellor’s attention to Kaelen’s performance had not gone unnoticed. The pillars, eager to acknowledge this significant moment, stood to greet him.

Carmilia, the Ice Queen, led with a dignified nod even if she was shell shocked by what the Vice Chancellor said earlier. “Vice Chancellor, your presence elevates the significance of this tournament. Kaelen’s prowess truly reflects the depth of talent that we have here.” Vlahiç, the Fleeting Spear, followed suit with a more informal but respectful gesture. “Indeed. His mastery of Sword Union was impressive. It seems our expectations were not set high enough.”

General Cao, who had remained reserved, gave a curt but genuine acknowledgment. “The boy has potential. I look forward to seeing how he progresses.”The Vice Chancellor nodded appreciatively. “Thank you. Kaelen has shown remarkable skill and determination. His battle with Aldous was a testament to his resolve and the strength of his blade.”

Bam!!

But as the Vice Chancellor and the pillars engaged in their discussion about Kaelen’s performance, the doors to the VIP lounge burst open with a dramatic force. The Headmaster of the Valen Military Academy strode in, flanked by the military prodigy, his expression one of haughty disdain. The Headmaster’s attire was impeccable, and his presence exuded an air of superiority that immediately set the tone.

The Vice Chancellor, caught off guard, turned to address the uninvited guest with a mixture of surprise and courtesy even if he felt displeased by this disrespect “Headmaster, it is an unexpected honor to see you here. How may I assist you?”

The Headmaster’s eyes scanned the room with a dismissive flicker. “Vice Chancellor,” he began with a tone dripping with condescension, “I’ve heard much about the Pacesetters Academy’s so-called tournament. I must say, from what I’ve observed, it hardly lives up to the expectations set by your lofty reputation.”

The room fell into an uneasy silence as the Headmaster’s words echoed through the VIP lounge. The pillars exchanged uncomfortable glances, their earlier reverence for the Vice Chancellor now clouded by the Headmaster’s blatant disrespect.

Carmilia, the Ice Queen, arched an eyebrow in surprise, her usual composed demeanor showing a crack. “And to what do we owe this rather unwelcome critique?”

The Headmaster’s gaze remained fixed on the Vice Chancellor, who was visibly tightening his grip on the armrest of his chair. “Oh, nothing personal, my dear Carmilia. But seeing the lackluster performance here, especially compared to the rigorous standards we uphold at Valen, I couldn’t help but express my disappointment.”

The Vice Chancellor’s face hardened, a flicker of anger flashing in his eyes. “Headmaster, this tournament is designed to showcase the talents of our students and provide them with valuable experience. It is not intended to compete with the grandeur of Valen’s military academy.”

The Headmaster’s laughter was cold and dismissive. “Valen’s military academy sets the standard for excellence in training. To be blunt, the displays here are rather… amateurish. I’ve seen more formidable challenges in our junior training sessions.”

The military prodigy behind the Headmaster, who had been observing quietly, now looked on with a mix of intrigue and skepticism. He was clearly impressed by Kaelen’s performance but seemed to be reflecting on the Headmaster’s harsh critique.

General Cao’s face flushed with anger, his normally calm demeanor disrupted by the Headmaster’s remarks. “Your arrogance does a disservice to the talent on display here. Kaelen, for instance, has demonstrated considerable skill and potential.”

The Headmaster waved a dismissive hand. “Skill, perhaps. Potential, definitely. But let’s not kid ourselves into thinking this tournament is anything more than a stepping stone. If the Pacesetters Academy wishes to be taken seriously, it must raise its standards significantly.”

The Vice Chancellor, struggling to maintain his composure, took a deep breath. “We appreciate your feedback, Headmaster. Rest assured, we are always striving to improve. However, this is a time for our students to shine, not for disparagement.”

The Headmaster, seemingly satisfied with the stir he had caused, gave a final dismissive nod. “Very well. I’ll be observing with interest, though I doubt I’ll be seeing anything particularly noteworthy. If you’ll excuse me, I have more pressing matters to attend to.”

With that, the Headmaster and the military prodigy turned on their heels and left the VIP lounge, leaving a charged atmosphere in their wake. The Vice Chancellor, his face a mask of controlled irritation, turned back to the pillars and attendees, who were now grappling with the sting of the Headmaster’s harsh words.

‘What sort of business does he want to attend to that I don’t know about?’ The Vice Chancellor suddenly thought with a doubtful look on his face.

But Carmilia didn’t notice this as her usual poise slightly shaken, spoke quietly. “That was quite the display. I hope the Headmaster’s words do not overshadow the true talent here.”

The Vice Chancellor nodded, pushing his thoughts concerning the headmaster of the Valen military academy’s business aside as his gaze returned to the arena below. “We shall see. For now, let us focus on the tournament and the remarkable talents it continues to reveal.”

As the room slowly returned to its previous state of tension and anticipation, the echoes of the Headmaster’s disparaging remarks lingered, adding a sharp edge to the ongoing proceedings of the tournament.

As the Headmaster of the Valen Military Academy and the military prodigy made their way through the bustling corridors of the coliseum, their conversation took a more serious turn.

The Headmaster, his demeanor now less confrontational and more contemplative, glanced at the military prodigy. “Tell me, is the spy we planted still in the tournament?”

The military prodigy, his expression a mask of calm, nodded. “Yes, the spy remains active and undetected among the participants. Their mission is proceeding as planned.”

The Headmaster’s lips curled into a satisfied smirk. “Good. Their presence here could prove invaluable. We need to keep an eye on them and ensure they gather as much information as possible. The state of affairs within this academy and the tournament might be more telling than anticipated.”

As they continued down the hallway, the sounds of the crowd grew louder. They approached a more secluded VIP lounge, designed to offer a clearer view of the arena while ensuring privacy. Inside, the lounge was opulently decorated, providing a perfect vantage point for the Headmaster and his entourage to observe the ongoing tournament.

Meanwhile, in the arena below, the screen above the stage flickered to life, announcing the next matchup: Sofia versus Eldric. The crowd erupted in cheers and anticipation, their excitement palpable as the two contestants prepared to face each other by climbing the stage.

Back in the VIP lounge, the Headmaster and the military prodigy settled into their seats. The military prodigy’s gaze remained focused on the arena, his attention sharp as he monitored the unfolding events. “It seems the competition is heating up,” he remarked. “Sofia and Eldric are both formidable opponents. This will be an interesting match to observe.”

The Headmaster nodded in agreement, his eyes following the preparations below. “Indeed. It will be crucial to see how Sofia fares against Eldric’s lightning abilities since that ability could cause some slight problems for our spy. Each match provides more insight into the strengths and weaknesses of the participants. The information gathered could be instrumental in our broader objectives.”

As the match began, the Headmaster and the military prodigy continued to discuss their observations. The atmosphere in the lounge was one of tense focus, with every detail of the duel being analyzed for its potential implications. The presence of the spy, combined with the ongoing tournament, created an intricate web of strategy and intrigue that both the Headmaster and the military prodigy were keenly aware of.

Outside, the roar of the crowd filled the air as Sofia and Eldric clashed in the arena, their battle a dramatic spectacle of skill and determination. The outcome of this match, along with the ongoing tournament, would undoubtedly impact the broader schemes and strategies being executed behind the scenes.

But all these things weren’t bothering Kaelen at all as he is currently engrossed in what is written on the screen which is right in front of his eyes while he thought excitedly.

‘I just need one more level and I have reached the level 20 mark. And then I can finally go God mode!!’