Azaska and George were eating breakfast at Azaska's house. Azaska had ordered many things for breakfast that were both luxurious and tasty. It included smoked salmon, steak and eggs, pancakes, pastries as well as tea.
George ate luxury only, unlike Azaska who ate anything because he thought eating is almost a waste of time. Azaska sipped his tea and asked:
'Would you like anything else, George?'
'No, I am good.'
George also sipped and drank his tea in one go.
Azaska's mouth got wide open in shock. Seeing Azaska's face, George said:
'I prefer it hot.'
'Yeah, I guess.'
'The main thing is that the academy was checking us,' said George.
'Certainly,' replied Azaska.
Azaska stood up and ordered his servant to bring him a lightning pigeon. The servant brought the lightning pigeon to Azaska. He took the lightning pigeon from her and called.
'My name is Saint Azaska, I live in sector four and my house number is 3-301 I want a carriage so that I can go to the academy,' Azaska said to the transport manager on the lightning pigeon.
After some time, the carriage he ordered came. Both sat in it and started talking about their teachers.
'Mine is a woman she thinks she is the most beautiful human on the planet,' said George.
'Mine is an idiot who thinks he is the strongest and most talented person,' said Azaska.
George laughed hearing this and said:
'It means you are suffering more, hehehe.'
They did not do any more talking while going to the academy. The day Azaska reached home he called George to tell him about that type of secret test the academy was taking of them. George naturally had a shocking reaction that also contained anger to some extent.
Both were wearing formal red colored robes which were included as a uniform for the students at the academy yesterday. George and Azaska both personally hated this color, as they thought it looked like they were girls.
'Even my servant was laughing seeing me in these clothes,' George told Azaska as they reached the academy. Azaska laughed really much on this sentence.
George's eyes were barely opening as he had told Azaska that he was stabilizing his core all night, which resulted in him being able to suppress twenty percent of his Twiss.
Azaska had not told George that he was an Intermediate Ice Core Rank One now, because he thought it might cause jealousy. Though he did not know really much if George would be jealous or not because both had equal power, money and servant so they naturally did not compete in anything with each other.
After some talk Azaska entered his classroom seeing Saint Noah waiting for him. Saint Noah stood up.
'Hi senior I hope you are doing good,' said Azaska.
'I am doing fine what about you.'
'I am alright too.'
Unlike other days this time they both walked into the 150 square feet caged room. Noah opened the door and both went inside.
'I hope Azaska that you don't expect me to teach you very high level techniques.'
Certainly, Azaska did expect it yesterday until reaching home where when he thought about it carefully and said to himself:
'Ah! how can I be so naive, if everything was like how one wanted to be, why would there be need for a person to live.'
'Yes senior I know,' Azaska replied.
'Firstly tell me how many Qrif of Twiss is inside your core is it normal like it is not more or less right because it can cause problems later on?'
'Sorry senior but I don't know how to check.'
'No problem, well you need to order a Qrif counter but for now use mine.'
Noah who was wearing a black robe with pockets put his left hand in a pocket and grabbed a blue bracelet from the inside, which was designed as a snake.
'Come closer,' he said to Azaska.
Azaska came closer and wore the bracelet. As soon as he wore the bracelet the eyes of the snake turned white.
'So currently you have between 1500 and 2000 Qrif of Twiss inside your core, good it certainly is like most people with Intermediate Core Rank One anyways, remember white represents 1500-2000 Qrif, blue represents 2000-3000 Qrif, yellow represents 3000-4000 Qrif, red represents 4000-5000 Qrif.'
'Yes sir, but is 5000 Qrif the end?' asked Azaska curiously.
'Don't stick your nose around too much,' replied Noah smiling.
'Anyways the technique I am going to be teaching you is the "Ice Blade", consumes 250 Qrif per minute, so it is ideal for you as you have an Intermediate Core. Also it is an attack type technique and you have chosen the attack division so—yeah it is definitely ideal for you.'
'It will take some practice but you will eventually learn.'
'Firstly, be in a natural stance. Now, think that you are looking at yourself in the mirror. Imagine that there is an invisible power rushing from your core to your palm and is not going anywhere else except your palm, now imagine it is rotating on the middle of your palm and it is like you know freezing, now shout inside your brain "Ice Blade" while imagining an ice blade that is in your hand, inside your head.'
Suddenly a cold air started to rotate on Azaska's palm and started to freeze but Azaska even after using imagination at its peak could only make an ice cube.
Azaska tried again and again until he was fully exhausted, he was so exhausted that he was not even able to peek into his core at the moment.
'Not bad not bad you will eventually learn, firstly look at me,' said Noah.
A cold air almost 10 times powerful than Azaska's rotated on Noah's palm and in a slight motion it became like a katana, which Azaska had seen in his previous life many times. Though the difference was clear the Ice Blade was completely made of ice and looked sharper.
After thirty minutes,
The cold air was rotating on Azaska's palm, this time it was moving slowly but beautifully. Azaska willed the Ice Blade in his mind and the air that was rotating on his palm suddenly started to freeze, the grip of the blade started to form and this time Azaska made a mini-version of the Ice Blade.
'See I told you the trick is to rotate the cold air on your palm slowly like a small whirlpool,' said Noah.
Azaska sighed and sat down on the floor. He was almost fainting, now he understood why those twenty days of training were important.
'They were important for our concentration,' Azaska said to himself.
'If you are tired Azaska, you can take your leave for today, train yourself at your home,' said Noah smiling.
Azaska stood up, looked directly at Noah's eyes and said:
'You are still hiding something aren't you?' said Azaska coldly.
Noah laughed for two minutes straight then looked at Azaska's eyes, still smiling he said:
'You are not naive, I can tell and yes I am hiding something.'
Azaska sighed again and asked loudly:
'For heaven's sake please tell me what it is.'
'Hehehe, okay I will tell you, imagine that the sea inside your core is flowing inside your body rather than imagining an invisible energy, this is how you will make your first Ice Blade, see all of the game lies in your imagination.'
As Noah said, this time he imagined that the sea of the core is flowing in his body, this time a cold air four times stronger than the previous one started to rotate on Azaska's palm, he willed an Ice Blade in his mind.
The air started to freeze, first forming the grip and then the blade.
This time Azaska had made a perfect Ice Blade. His happiness was at its peak, a happiness he had not had in many years. It could not be described in words how much happy he was.
'Don't let emotions take over you, make a neutral emotion otherwise, the blade would shatter.'
Azaska listened to what Noah was saying so he took a deep breath and did not show signs of happiness rather he showed a neutral expression.
The Ice Blade was now in his hand it was perfectly conjured and had no signs of a flaw.
'Attack me with it with killing intent,' said Noah holding his hands behind his back.
So Azaska rushed forward with high speed towards Noah grabbing the Ice Blade with both of his hands. He swung the blade at Noah's neck.
Noah didn't even flinch but Azaska wasn't holding back either he did not stop the swinging motion of the blade so the blade touched Noah's right side of neck.
However, a layer of ice formed at the place where Azaska was hitting Noah. The blade that took thirty minutes broke in an instant.
'You are not neutralizing your emotions because I didn't even feel a force when you hit me and I was not even using a really strong technique it was a defensive technique about the same level as you.'
'Make an Ice Blade again and attack me.'
The wind rotated at Azaska's palm for two seconds but he fainted before making the Ice Blade.