29 Chapter 29: New Friends

"How does it feel?' Karl asked with a sinister smile on his face as he stared at Derik who kept staring at the bone spear in his hand without uttering a word for over a minute

"Its… it feels great" Derik responded. His eyes remained fixed on the white bone spear which emitted a faint black aura

[So this is how it feels to be a mage… that feeling… the rush… it felt like I'm the grim reaper… amazing] Derik muttered. He then let go of the bone spear which was consumed by black flames and when the flames dispersed it vanished.

"Unfortunately I have to stick to my archer identity until I can find a way to suppress that magic spirit," Derik said wearing a bitter smile on his face. Kira only sighed in response and unlocked the door and opened it

"Fear is unnecessary in this situation… Even with the talisman you still feel fear when using this power of yours… Let the power flow through you… become one with the power and then attaining control becomes easier… that's how I do it" Kira said as he watched Derik leave the room

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He finally stepped into the room dedicated to the archery class, his eyes swept across the room shortly after and with a warm smile on his face he closed the door behind him and walked towards the bed. The room was the same as that of Kira both in size and setting, not daring to waste time he dashed towards the wardrobe and yanked the doors open.

"Amazing… they actually brought my stuff… and here I thought they haven't delivered it yet" Derik screamed in elation. Before he left the association branch office he was informed that his properties in the archery class castle will be moved to the 'new training site', right now he was expecting it to arrive after a day or two

"So effective… they got here before me…" he muttered. His eyes shifted to stone desk where the five black battle armor sets neatly placed at a corner and then three high-quality bows and over thirty quivers which carried over a hundred arrows, on the desk was three black colored crossbows and a small quiver which carried over fifty bolts and finally there were seven neatly placed sheathed daggers.

"They prepared everything…that's the association for you" Derik laughed.

After unpacking Derik washed himself and then remained in the room, making sure his door was locked first before pulling out the grimoire which he hid under the bed, he took his time to go through a lot of spells, it took him two hours to go through all twenty-four spells recorded in the grimoire. After which he hid the grimoire under the bed and then slept off…

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Knock!

Knock!

Knock!

Derik's eyes yanked open and he rolled to the right falling off the bed in the process, the wolf part of him put him at a disadvantage at situations like this. Before he received the bite waking Derik whenever he's asleep is hell for John Angus and Linda Angus. Even knocking on his door for over an hour and screaming his name, he still won't budge but now thanks to his overhyped senses even mere footsteps are enough to wake him. With bloodshot eyes, he stared at the door and silently swore to end the life of the person who had the guts to disturb his sleep. With claws taking the place of the nails on his right hand, he approached the door, the hand was placed at his back as he swung the door open with his left hand. In an instant, all murderous intentions that flowed through his mind vanished the moment his eyes spotted Daemon

"Why does it have to be you?" he sighed

"Huh? What is that supposed to mean" Daemon replied wearing a confused expression on her face

"It's nothing" simply responded not bothering to explain his previous statement. "What's up?" he asked… the young assassin recruit stared at daemon suspiciously for a while before speaking

"It's night already… join us for dinner" she said. Her gaze shifted to Derik's hand which was placed at his back and frowned slightly, her gaze returned to Derik's face and she silently stared at him with a suspicious expression. Derik could only avoid her eyes in response and patiently wait for her to leave.

"Thank goodness, she left… that was scary…" Derik finally breathed out and fell on his butt… "To think a werewolf who possesses a peak three-star magic would crumble under the gaze of a lady… Derik... you're so pathetic" he said to himself.

After washing his mouth and body, Derik changed into his nightwear which he only used at home and walked down the stairs with a cheerful smile on his face. This smile soon crumbled when he saw the other five members of the team giggle while pointing at him.

"Yo!!! Derik… that looks like your sisters… when do you plan on returning it…" Donald laughed and the others laughed with him.

"To think the mighty archer who fought bravely against two level nine trolls would put on a garment… this moment is priceless" Gin almost choked while laughing

"You guys shouldn't act this way," Daemon said with a serious look on her face "You're too harsh on the lady!!!" she laughed and the others laughed with her. At this point Derik wished he could just bury himself, he bowed his head in shame and received the non-stop bombardment of insults silently until…

Thud!

Thud!

Thud!

As the footsteps got closer and louder the room suddenly became as quiet as a graveyard and their gaze shifted the source of the sound, the staircase! The young lad with black flowing hair, pale skin, and pitch-black iris walked down the stairs in his black garment with an indifferent look on his face. His eyes scanned the room almost instantly, in just a second he understood what was going on and shook his head in disappointment

"Why worry yourself with the insults of lesser beings," Kira said, his cold gaze swept across the room. At this point, even Cyrus felt cold beads of sweat roll down back

"They're not lesser beings… Don't look down on others… it's rude!" Derik said to Kira with a serious and determined expression on his face

"Huh?... they're all weaker… the weak can never be compared to the strong… why should I be bothered about their feelings… except for Cyrus… the rest are below standard… you… you have the potential that's why I haven't looked down on you yet" Kira said indifferently. Derik, on the other hand, was already lost, with no proper counter he just remained mute and bowed his head

"Wha… what are you doing here anyway" Daemon mustered enough courage and finally spoke…

"I'm a part of this team until we graduate… the team is having its dinner… why should I be exempted?" Kira also threw a question at her. Daemon could only lower her head in response, everything Kira said was true, he is a member of the team and has all rights to join them but why now. They have been here for more than a week now, since then Kira has never joined them for breakfast, lunch or dinner so why join now? Also, he acknowledged Derik, this was something that shocked everyone. Just a few days after they arrived, Donald confronted the blood mage and publicly rebuked the method Kira used to win the competition calling him a coward, the argument grew more fierce and a fight broke out. Naturally, everyone except for Cyrus bore a grudge for the blood mage and saw this as a golden opportunity to repay Kira ten-fold now his zombie pets were nowhere to be found. But to their greatest surprise, in less than two minutes, they were manhandled by Kira and even when Cyrus interfered he still claimed his portion of the beating. There is no doubt about it, ever since that day they have lived in fear because of the strength Kira showcased, until now… Derik has returned. This young lad who possessed insane speed, strength, mana, and even stamina, I mean even Donald paled in comparison. During the inter-class competition Derik always received deadly injuries but the next moment he gets on his feet as nothing happened, if someone can defeat this Kira, it has to be another monster… Derik!!!. Daemon and the rest stared at Derik and Kira who stood face to face, silently praying that Kira will make a mistake which will result in a fight between the both of them

"Nice nightwear… but why does it have to be black… you've got the color all wrong!" Derik exclaimed

"And white is better? Humph!" Kira snapped as he stared at Derik's white garment

"No no...no… don't get me wrong… understand me first ok?... Black should be my thing… you know what I mean…then yours should be… Red!... since you're a blood mage… that's the perfect color!" Derik hurriedly explained. Kira could only smile in response and carefully consider Derik's proposal, it made sense in a way when considering the kind of magic they both possessed

"I see," he said with a serious expression "Alright! I agree to change this if you also agree to change yours as well" Kira finally decided.

"Deal" Derik hurriedly agreed and both teens shook on it, after which they walked towards the dining table. The rest of the team were completely speechless and shocked by what they all saw, even Gin had to wash his face with the cup of water on the table over and over again while he watched Derik and Kira chat while they approached the table. Daemon almost spat out blood in shock when she witnessed this

"He's Friends with the enemy?... why did they reconcile… shouldn't they be tearing each other apart? It felt like her eyes were playing tricks on her.

"But when?" Daemon turned to Donald who also wore a confused expression on his face

"Not when…. How?" Donald responded with a question of his own. Even the shared the same thoughts with Daemon and prayed that Derik and Kira will get into a fight, after witnessing Derik's strength first hand, he had some confidence in the boy's abilities, but now…

Throughout Dinner, Derik and Kira chatted while they ate, the mood around them was lively while the rest remained silent and simply listened to their conversations. To their greatest surprise, Derik somehow knew about Kira's twin who he claimed to be a member of the archery class, and soon even Cyrus joined the discussion

"How can Light and Darkness mix" Daemon almost screamed as she pulled her hair violently when she saw Derik and Cyrus laugh at Kira's 'horrible' jokes, she silently cursed and hissed at them. Derik is already a monster in her opinion so its understandable for two monsters to get along but Cyrus is another person altogether. As an oracle who practices light magic, it is only natural for you to stand or despise those who possess evil powers but the opposite was happening right here

"Traitors" Donald hissed at them, while Gin and Karl just observed silently. After dinner, Derik and Kira agreed to do the dishes which once again shocked everyone, the almighty blood mage and the Superpowered archer who dominated the inter-class competitions with their strengths are going to do the dishes.

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"Crap" Gin muttered

"I know right?" Karl replied

If anyone had told them that something like this happened, they probably would have drowned the person in a pool of his blood and continuously throw curses at him as they watch him die. But now they are witnessing it…

"This" Daemon's expression darkened…

"What are you guys talking about? They may be powerful but they are still kids… fourteen-year-olds if I'm correct… why won't they get along?" Cyrus asked

"Traitor!!!!" Donald quickly responded "I knew mages couldn't be trusted!" he growled

"And Derik?" Cyrus laughed

"He has been bewitched… I'm sure of it!" Donald hurriedly tried to defend his claim.

The others laughed in response…