My Life Jumping Worlds

Chapter 6 - Duel Selection.(1)

(Rem POV)

We arrive at the Lugnican Academy for Knight-pages Knight-Squires and Knight apprentices. Willhelm leaves after and tells us. "Please, for the safety of the other children, please hold back. Please." Him saying please three times doesn't let me feel like there's going to be a challenge in this. I smile and say "Yes, sensei." William and my sister Parroting me half a second later. I'm definitely ready to use my Lakapiasona sword style on these other kids.

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There are about 700 kids around us, all in the same uniform, although some have crests on their tunics, showing that they are of a noble house. Since we were just apprentices of willhelm, and we aren't technically noble at all, we don't get any of those.

"Welcome to the Duel selection! The test will last approximately 5 hours, and only the top 25 winners of the four sections will be accepted into the Academy. You knight page apprentices will start as Knight pages as soon as you are selected. If you are not selected, you may try again until you are 8 years of age. If you are already 8 years of age, you may not try again next year.

30 minutes of people drawing lots, I notice that William, Ram, and Reinhardt are all in different sections from me. I sure am lucky I don't have to fight one of my friends. It looks like we're all in separate sections, which is good!

686 and 207!

Step onto the Arena!

I hear my number called, and I quickly clambered up the arena. My weigths making it hard to just leap up there. I notice that there are steps being brought out a bit too late, and apparently made a fool of myself. I blush furiously and puff out my cheeks as the idiot across from me who still hasn't gotten onto the stage laughs at me, a perpetual sneer on his face.

He sneers wider, stepping onto the Arena slowly, He looks a bit older than me.

"HA! Little girl, I don't care for commoners, so I'm gonna have to-"

"Rem Vs Crowe Sokra, of house Sokra, BEGIN!" I immediately use the first stance to get close and the second stance and then.... my wooden sword is already at his neck. He didn't even parry. He looks terrified, he falls down and pees himself. I have to take a step back to not soil my boots.

"Ahem... it looks like Rem is the winner."

[For defeating Knight page apprentice, Level 2 you have gained 50 EXP] I pout and get off the stage.

Gross.

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(William POV)

Looks like Rem did great! I'm gonna have to outdo her now. I guess I'm gonna dial up the weight on the enchantment. I imagine a dial on my clothing and use my mind to turn it from 1.3 gravity multiplier to 1.4 Gravity multiplier. It feels like I'll get a workout if these kids aren't all worthless.

"Number 206 and number 627 Arena 3!"

I guess it's my turn. I grab the side of the stage and quickly pull myself up. Why is this idiot carrying two wooden swords? Aren't we all using the same sword style? Eh, who cares.

Another kid, with another sneer, comes onto the stage. He starts monologing about worthless commoners. The referee literally palms his face. "Begin!"

I dash forward with the 2nd stance and end it with the 12th stance sword at his c.h.e.s.t. "If this were real I would have skewered your heart just now. Who's worthless now?" He just starts crying and runs off the stage.

[For defeating Knight page apprentice, Level 4 you have gained 100 EXP]

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Next up!

NEXT! NEXT! NEXT!

NEXT UP is...

205 vs 421

Ram wins just as fast. The match is over in a literal second and he has to be dragged off the stage in a heap of stupid unconsciousness due to him refusing to give up when his vital area at his t.h.i.g.h and neck were lightly struck.

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