Chapter 194:Can't L Keep ThisStick..... Mean This Sword.

Chapter 194:Can't L Keep ThisStick..... Mean This Sword.

In the Colosseum which can be said to be houseful which was packed with people, many fierce fights were going on all over the ground which was shaking the whole arena.

If someone thought that the fun part of Inter academy tournament was over then they are just in delusion.

The real fun was only starting now.

Battle of first years was just an appetizer.

While the battles between the third and second years were the main course.

Real battles were just starting now which washing to be a bloody fight for glory.

Unlike the unripe fruits of the first year, the second years are on thier way to becoming ripped fruit after removing their flaws while mastering many techniques.

In the spectator's room.

Fredrick, Roan and Parth were spectating the match that was happening between two 4-Stars.

Within a few minutes, the semi-final was over and the final of the second year was going to start with much enthusiasm.

Fredrick frowned while looking around and spoke"Where is Lucas. I thought he was doing something and will come back by the beginning of the semi-final but he hadn't come to witness a single match. Previously he said that he was very excited about the matches but where is he now?"

Fredrick looked at Roan who raised his hands with an innocent expression and shook his head to signal that he don't know anything about it.

On other hand, Parth rubbed his chin and spoke"Fredrick! Maybe he had developed trauma."

"What kind of trauma are you talking about?" Fredrick asked raising his brows.

"Trauma of unable to accept the truth," Parth spoke and nodded in satisfaction while his body gave a scholarly vibe.

Both Fredrick and Roan's ears perked up a little and they looked at Parth waiting for him to speak further and explain.

"After being defeated and being beaten around by you, Lucas might have lost his confidence and holed up inside his room."Path spoke.

"He may be sad as he got defeated even after trying his best, "Parth spoke.

"I don't think so," Frederick spoke.

"Yeah, me too." Roan also raised his hand in Lucas's support after all of them knew Lucas very well.

A minor defeat will not have a very impact on him.

He was the weird guy who instead of hoping for the best, hope for the worst and try his best.

"Maybe he was just taking rest to cool down," Roan said.

Fredrick nodded on hearing Roan's words and spoke"We will look for him after the match."

...

While on the outside, there was a jubilant atmosphere filled with mirth, joy and excitement.

Inside the room, Lucas sat cross-legged in his small training room while trying to meditate.

Lucas would soon get a new room in the leader's quarters.

After reaching the finale, he had become second in rank and will now have vast resources at his disposal and now will also have many privileges.

He can now have his own servant and butler.

But the rankings were far from over.

There would be a match again between Charles and Rose for rank three.

And the top three ranks of each year will fight a battle in the Ralph Kingdom by the end of the year where many institutions will be participating for Glory.

There are still 4-5 months for the competition to start but the preparation would be started quite early.

Unlike, the Inter-Academy battle which is at a national level, the tournament in Ralph would be at the international level where all types of species would present to see the human young generations fighting among each other.

Lucas took a deep breath and exhaled while opening his eyes.

These few days had been quite stressful for him. After that day, he always had a suffocating feeling when he think about the princess.

But more than that he was too embarrassed to step outside in fear of Princess.

Though Lucas didn't know whether Julian had the same vision as him or even had the vision but he guessed that she had shared the vision with him as both of them passed out at the same time.

But it was still unbelievable that his future self and Princess were together.

Lucas's faces heated up thinking about it.

"Tsk...Tsk..." Lucas shook his head and slapped his cheeks to stop thinking about that kiss and think about the important matter.

Lucas was already numb to the vision of his future self and already accepted that his future going to haunt his life with those assholes' vision and drop mini bomb visions from time to time and disrupt his peaceful life which wasn't peaceful in any way.

If Lucas would get the chance to meet his future self again, he will ask him about one thing" Bastard if you want to pass the memory and experience of suture then why don't you do it once and why are you pestering me like that?"

But he knew his future self just gonna shrug his shoulder and tried to look ignorant.pan da-nov el ,c`o`m

His future self had already told him that it was beyond his calculation and his consciousness was stored for the future dangers but due to sudden danger around, he had to make his appearance.

"The most important thing is to face Princess."

The reason he remained holed up was to figure out his feeling.

He knew that if both of them had the vision then their relationship would surely change and Lucas didn't want that.

ᴘᴀ nᴅᴀ - ɴ oᴠ ᴇʟ , ᴄ`ᴏ`m It's not that he was repulsive towards Princess rather he wanted it to happen on its own accord and naturally and not because of that vision.

Lucas sorting out his mind stood up. His eyes were shining brightly and the haziness in his mind finally disappeared.

His body was full of vigour and spirit and he felt quite revitalizing.

"I should first meet Mr Harris," Lucas spoke with a smile after all he had to thank him for his guidance.

Moreover, Mr Harris had just let him borrow the sword and Lucas thought of trying to keep to it.

........

Lucas looked for Mr Harris and finally unable to find him, gave him a call while Harris asked him to meet at the side of the spectator's stand.

"Oh! Lucas, how are you?" Harris spoke with a gentle smile.

"I have heard, you have a broken heart."

Lucas's lips twitched a couple of times.

"Hahaha. I am fine."Lucas smiled and scratched his cheek in embarrassment and asked" Who told you this?"

"Parth!" Harris spoke with a stoic experience.

Lucas's lips twitched while he looked at Harris's expression which seemed to ask him how can he ask such a question?

Lucas sighed and decided to put Parth's name on the dairy of his wanted list.

"I came here to thank you Mr Harris for all the help and support," Lucas spoke while Harris and he exchanged a few pleasantries.

After talking for some time, Harris extended his hands much to Lucas's surprise.

"Give me that," Harris asked.

"What?" Lucas spoke and tried to feign ignorance.

"The stick which I have given you," Harris spoke with a smile.

"Stick! What stick? I don't have a stick." Lucas muttered.

"Oh! Who was the one spiting at the sword given by certain someone by calling it a stick." Harris spoke in a sarcastic tone.

"When did that happen? I don't remember about it. My memory had become quite hazy after the finals." Lucas said averting his gaze.

"Okay! Sir Harris, it was nice to see you. I should get out of here. See you! Bye." Lucas spoke hurriedly and tried to get out of here.

But before he could run, Harris grab Lucas's collar from behind and spoke"Cheeky Brat! You have surely grown up a lot, trying to make fun of me."

After some useless struggle, Lucas finally understood that he couldn't get out of here and seeing Harris's stern look shed some tears in the name of friendship and pull out the stick sword.

"Sorry stick, our journey was still here. If life permits let's be together again." Lucas spoke with a moistened eyes while glancing at Harris while thinking that his Oscar level sad acting may change his decision but alas there was no change in Harris's expression.

"Can't I keep it for some days," Lucas asked but no matter what Harris's expression didn't change a bit and he pulled out the sword.

Harris took the sword back and spoke"Don't worry, there will be a chance in future for you to use it."

"Then why not know?" Lucas asked curiously when he heard that he can use the sword in the future.

Harris's expression turned solemn and spoke"Now is not the time Lucas. Until you grow and become suitable for it, I will safeguard it for you."

Lucas didn't persuade more and gave up at last.

While going back, he turned around to look at the sword which gave him a familiar feeling as if it was beckoning him.

'I hope one day, you will be mine.'Lucas muttered and went out.

CLANK!

As soon as the door was shut with a loud clank, a cloaked figure appeared behind Harris.

Harris feeling the presence, smiled a little as his lips curled upwards as he turned back to see the cloaked figure.

"I did as you said," Harris spoke as eyes became sharper and colder for some reason.

"Now, let me ask you the question?"

The cloaked figure's expression didn't change a bit as he looked at Harris's cold expression.

"Now answer me, how is my sister?"