“Of course, Professor, my Mother already informed me of your arrival; please come in.” To Cynrik, they gave off a typical FBI vibe, so he didn’t daddle and ushered them into the living room of the Pinhurst Mansion.

The two men nodded curtly before walking past Cynrik, who had his arm extended, guiding them to one of the three couches in the living room, while Cinyah busied herself making tea for the guests in an attempt to calm her anxiety.

Once cookies and tea were served, Professor Hues informed Cinyah and Cynrik that he had sent a third person known as Mr. Kein to pick up Brance, leading them to a round of small talk before the front door opened a few minutes later. The youngest Jetlensr strode in with an athletic build middle-aged bald man whom Cynrik thought bore a striking resemblance to a specific cleaning product mascot back on Earth.

“Hem hem, now that we have all arrived let’s get to business.” This time it was Dr. Effrin who spoke up. His higher-pitched voice forced Cynrik and Brance to raise an eyebrow, but both kept quiet, seeing as the situation didn’t allow for any disrespect.

“We have a few objectives to meet today before delivering the Notice of Summons token. Think of this as the final phase of your exams. Unfortunately, due to the extenuating circumstances of A-G 22097, the two of you were unable to attend the remainder of your Exams; as such, we will need to gather a bit more information.” Professor Hues added, waving a hand at Dr.Effrin, who gave a disgruntled snort.

“During the Physical Exam, a machine acquired a modified version of your Status Panels, and the Practical Exam was meant to determine your combat prowess. However, under Councilor Garn’s direction, we have been told to give you a short combat examination and take down your current Stats. This test needs to be done to create a complete profile that will be handed to the recruiters of each Academy to decide if they want to extend a formal invitation.”

Hearing this, Cynrik inwardly smiled.

Of course, they do. That old fox just wants to know how much stronger the two of us have become. Hey Tobs, when the time comes, we will need you to hide our Bloodlines again.

-That will cost you both 20 SP.-

Tsk, seriously, so stingy. Why can’t you give us free handouts from time to time?

“That won’t be an issue; we can go to the training room; please follow me.” Then, taking control of the conversation, Cynrik stood up while motioning for everyone to follow him.

Big Brother, is it safe to be showing all our cards? Brance briskly followed behind his older brother as they navigated through the Mansion until they reached a Highschool Gym sized room filled with all sorts of training equipment.

Yes and no, they are taking our readings, to begin with. Even though Tobs can hide our Bloodlines, but nothing else. So if my theory is correct, they should already know we have triple Affinities. My little stunt should have been recorded or something back then, making it difficult to hide or Mana Control. My only concern is if these guys are trustworthy or some spy for one of those prominent Families.

Odds are they will have us perform a mock battle with one of the adults. It’s a shame they are only Tier-3, but they should be capable of keeping us entertained for a bit. Tossing a glance at Brance out of the corner of his eye, Cynrik chuckled before stepping into what appeared to be an oversized boxing ring.

Ehh, your ego is showing again. THESE GUYS ARE ALL TIER-3; the two of us haven’t even reached Tier-2; if anyone heard you being so cocky, they’d wanna bash your skull in. Brance said as he crossed his arms over his chest and stood beside his mother.

Don’t mind, don’t mind. I got this. It’s not like I’ll be pushed into a life or death…oops almost threw up a flag. Cynrik tilted his head to the side, forcing out a loud pop from his neck, and looked over at Dr.Effrin, who was stepping into the ring on the opposite side.

“Examee Cynrik Jetlensr, this will be a two, five minute round sparring match. You can use any weapon or Affinity freely; however, body armor is banned. If, at any time during the bout, you are unable to continue, this will be recorded, and it may affect your results. We will begin on Professor Hues’ mark.” Dr.Effrin took a fighting stance and waved his hand, revealing a thin metal saber. His calm expression made Cynrik realize that the man wasn’t looking down on him and appeared to be taking this sparring match very seriously.

Inhaling through his nose, Cynrik peeled off his hoodie, revealing a plain red t-shirt underneath, and equipt both his Cold-Steel Kodachi into their regular positions, his left hip and behind his right shoulder. Then, dropping into his combat stance, Cynrik’s palms rested gently on the hilts of both blades as he made eye contact with the man opposite him. It was the first time in almost two weeks since he had stretched his body, and Cynrik could feel his blood heating up at the prospect of a good battle.

Cinyah lightly grabbed Brance’s hand anxiously, making him look up at her and smile brightly. Her mind was in a complicated state at the moment. She fully believed in her son’s combat ability, but she was still the doting parent they knew and loved at the end of the day. The nervousness plastered on her face was strange for Brance to see, and he could only pump her hand a couple of times to calm her down a bit.

“BEGIN!” Professor Hues’ voice bounced off the training room walls, followed by an explosive sound below Cynrik as he flew into motion, stomping the ring’s floor, propelling himself at a strange angle towards his opponent.

Dr.Effrin’s pupils constricted at the sight of Cynrik launching himself through the air without fear and simultaneously drawing both his Kodachi. He could quickly tell there wasn’t even the slightest hesitation in Cynrik’s movements which he hadn’t expected. As an experienced Combat Professor from Quest Combat Academy, Effrin had trained hundreds of children but never had he found one who so fearlessly attacked someone with such a power gap between them. Cynrik’s chart showed him being at Early Tier-1, but the movement speed he was exhibiting was clearly in the realm of Tier-2.

Tapping the ground lightly, Dr.Effrin met Cynrik in the center of the ring and, with a loud CLANG, deflected the two swift attacks dished out by the boy before countering with his own. However, the first contact between the two stunned Dr.Effrin as he felt the full extent of Cynrik’s 300 point STR Stat.

‘He has already reached such an extent; how is this possible. The record shows his party was only inside A-G 22097 for 24 hours. What did these children have to face inside that Instance Dungeon?’

The two flashed around the ring, showering the surroundings in sparks with each blade on blade strike, leaving the spectating Board members and Cinyah stunned. The only one who was carefully watching the fight with calm eyes was Brance, but if one observed him, they would notice a slight annoyance on his face. This was caused by his brother’s “Chuuni commentary,” going on in the mind link.

Kick the knee, use it to execute a backflip, and SLASH.

Cynrik performed everything as he spoke it in the mind link. First, he slid into Dr. Effrin’s chest in a single motion and executed a knee kick to throw his opponent off balance; once that didn’t work, he used his weight to launch himself into the air, using Dr.Effrin as a springboard and finished his remarks. However, this didn’t go as planned, as the man swiftly recovered and parried Cynrik’s slash, flinging the young boy several paces backward, forcing him to land on one knee.

“Not bad.” Smiling like a villain, Dr.Effrin complimented Cynrik. Initially, he thought the fight would be a one-sided beat down, but the boy proved him wrong. Cynrik’s graceful yet fierce movements showed combat experience far beyond his years to a trained expert like him. There were zero excess movements in each attack, and Cynrik was extremely good at masking his actions, making it difficult to adapt to his strange dual-wielding combat style. If it weren’t for the large gap in their Stats, Dr.Effrin felt he would easily be pressured by the young boy taking his time to get back up.

As someone in the Middle Stage of Tier-3, all of Dr. Effrin’s stats were approaching three times Cynrik’s, so although the young boy was able to keep up to some extent, it was Dr. Effrin who was controlling the pace of the battle.

“Hehe, not bad, he says, tsk. But, of course, this was just the warm-up.” Grinning ear to ear and thoroughly enjoying the fast-paced fight, Cynrik scanned his opponent for flaws or weaknesses. He could only sigh internally when he couldn’t find any in the brick **house of a man standing calmly on the other side of the ring.

‘Welp, time to get serious. For the most part, he is only matching my own output, and I have yet to push him to use any strength higher than my own. Not only that, but it’s like I am hitting an unmovable wall. What to do, what to do.’ His eyes flicked around rapidly as Cynrik tried coming up with some plan of attack, but just as he was about to move, Professor Hues spoke up, announcing the end of the first of two rounds.

“You will have one minute to catch your breath. Both fighters, return to your corners.”

Wasting no time, Cynrik flashed to the corner marked with red padding, but this wasn’t what caused everyone present to be surprised. Instead, what shocked everyone was how, just as Cynrik reached his corner, Brance appeared in the ring, placing down a small stool and handing his brother bottled water before discussing the first round in hushed whispers.

Cinyah giggled at the sight of her two sons acting like professional fighters. Of course, she had seen them do this in the past, but now that Cynrik was in a semi-official sparring match, she felt pride well up in her heart at the scene of her two children working together flawlessly.

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