Standing on the small platform on the top of the Zenith Sword, feeling the breeze blowing, looking around at the various Baroque-style buildings around him, Clemont's mood at this time was unusually peaceful.
But this peace was soon interrupted.
"How's it going? Isn't the scenery nice?"
Hearing the voice coming from behind, Clemont nodded.
"Your Highness Harris, you were offended just now!"
"Haha, there is no such title as His Highness Harris in the Royal Knights Academy. There are only Harris students here! You can just call me Harris from now on! Besides, getting the first place is also your own merit, so there is no need to offend!
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Looking at Harris with a gentle face, Clemont smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Sure enough, this moment has come. It seems that the strength he has shown has been recognized by Harris, and the goodwill he is showing now is probably because he wants to include himself in his camp, right?
Although I don't hate him, I haven't figured out the current situation of the royal family. If I rashly take sides, I'm afraid I won't even know how to die.
"Haha, Your Highness is flattered! With His Highness's strength, it would be just a matter of effort to surpass me. Clement would not dare to be proud in front of Your Highness."
Although Clemont was right, Harris was not very happy at this time.
"If you encounter any trouble in Santa Cruz, you can come to me!"
While the two were talking, Roland and others climbed up one after another.
"Hey, how did you develop your footwork? Aerial shifting is an ability only masters have. Don't tell me that your footwork has reached master level!"
As soon as he came up, Francis went straight to Clermont, his words full of curiosity.
If one throws away his identity as the Holy Son of Francis Temple and the Hadik family, he looks like a spiritual young man at this moment.
"Haha, lucky luck!"
Since he chose to be exposed, there was no need for Clemont to hide it, and having master-level abilities at his age was not a shocking thing.
In the nearly thousand years of history of the Ota Empire, there have been many such geniuses, and the one closest to us now is Rogier Kleist, the Holy Dragon Knight of the Earth.
This legendary marshal of the empire mastered spearmanship at the age of eighteen, which later became the cornerstone of his ability to defeat thousands of armies with one man.
"Have you really mastered your footwork to a master level?"
Seeing Clemont smiling and saying nothing, everyone looked at each other in awe!
At this time, Graham looked eager to try. Seeing this, Brandon, who was also a student from the North, hurriedly grabbed him.
Graham, who is known as the Little Crazy Lion, is a real fighting maniac. If the venue hadn't been too small, he would have charged in and competed.
Looking at Graham with a fiery face, Clemont also had a headache for a while. He also knew some of the story of this little crazy lion from that man.
With this guy's temperament, I won't even think about living a stable life in the future.
Seeing that everyone was silent and had his head buried in what he was thinking, Xavier walked up to Clemont and said solemnly: "Please make an offer!"
Clemont was stunned.
"I want to buy the black steel knight armor from you! Please give me a price!"
Xavier added.
"Uh, sorry, I happen to need the black steel knight armor, so I'm sorry!"
Although he didn't know how much the black steel knight's armor was worth, Clemont was not prepared to sell it.
After being declined, Xavier jumped off the platform expressionlessly.
"Haha, we are all classmates from now on. We have plenty of time to get to know each other. Let's go down first!"
Glancing at the silent crowd, Harris smiled.
Then the group returned to the ground.
Since the first place has been chosen, the competition is over.
Returning to the ground, looking at the training class students who were all bruised and swollen after falling, Clemont shook his head and smiled.
After seeing how extraordinary Clemont was, these students also looked at him with a hint of reverence.
"This is the end of the school opening inspection! The advanced training class will officially start tomorrow..."
After listening to the course schedule announced by the teaching assistant, the students in the square dispersed, leaving only Clemont waiting to receive the award.
"Your Highness Drya!"
Clemont walked up to Delia, bowed, and then looked at him expectantly.
A moment later, in the office of the Teaching Office, Delia was sitting behind the desk, with her hands folded and her face calm.
"Haha, very good! Master-level footwork! You should have a swordsman teacher with extraordinary strength! Can you tell me his name?"
Hearing Delia's plain words, Clemont's heart skipped a beat.
Teacher Ferdinand must not be allowed to know about him, but the fact that he mastered the master-level ability at the age of eighteen is indeed a bit shocking. His underwear will probably be taken out by then, so it is better to think of a reason to hide it now.
past.
Then the expression on his face gradually became sad, and he said bitterly in front of Delia's burning eyes.
"Your Highness Delia, you must have heard about me. My fighting spirit awakened late. Until now, I have always been an ordinary person. During those days when I was an ordinary person, I was ridiculed by other nobles.
And questioned, although my father is a viscount, he can't stop those people's rumors, and he was also ridiculed by other nobles.
So in order to awaken my fighting spirit, I get up early and stay up late, exercising day and night..."
At this moment, listening to Clemont's tear-jerking inspirational journey, Delia's eyes gradually softened.
If it is like what Clemont said, then master-level footwork is nothing. After all, if you can persist in doing one thing for several years, even a person with poor talent will make great achievements, let alone
They say this man is the son of Enoch.
Looking at Clemont, whose eyes were filled with tears, as if he had been wronged, Delia sighed softly.
"Hard work pays off. Since you have awakened your fighting spirit now, keep working hard. Time will prove everything!"
"Well, I understand. I must let those nobles who look down on me crawl at my feet one day!"
Clemont, who put himself into the role, performed sincerely while secretly observing Delia's expression. He was relieved when he saw that he obviously believed what he said.
"Haha, good, ambitious! This is the character of your Sacher family!"
After patting Clemont's shoulder encouragingly, Delia pondered for a moment and continued:
"As for the black steel knight armor, this is more complicated. There are very few masters who can use black steel to make armor, and the only master casting master in Santa Cruz has also been recruited to the Branco Army Castle, so this reward is currently
Can't give it to you."
Hearing this, Clemont was a little disappointed. He thought it was ready-made! Unexpectedly, not only was it not ready-made, but even the master forger who could make the armor was beyond his reach at the moment.
"But when you are about to graduate, there will be a graduation exam. If nothing else happens, the exam location will be at Buculan Army Fort. I will fulfill my promise then!"
After listening to Delia's words, Clemont nodded, that's okay, since he doesn't need an epic-level armor like black steel now.
In this magical world, weapons and equipment are also divided into strict grades. Weapons and equipment made of ordinary mineral materials are of the highest quality, while mineral materials containing magic power start with excellence. Beyond excellence, there is epic, and above epic.
It is a legend, and above the legend are semi-artifacts and artifacts.
Minerals like graphite steel are naturally epic minerals. As long as they are carefully crafted by master casters, they will definitely have epic quality.