Back at the Brightblade's Palace,

Timothy and his family are having a feast. They invited all the nobles and warriors alike to celebrate Timothy's graduation. They also re-play Timothy's exhibition records that he did at the Graduation Ceremony. People are all cheering and praising while Timothy can only blush shyly.

The celebration is held for a full day, with everyone enjoying the feast and entertainment for the whole day. Nobles used this chance to talk to Timothy and tried to grab his attention. Unfortunately, Timothy's bad choice of word managed to drive them away.

At this moment, Timothy was somehow happy that he always chose the worst kind of words at the worst time. The nobles quickly stop their advance when they know that doing that will only bring them headaches and rejection. Being rejected alone is painful, but rejected with Timothy's bad choice of words makes the pain triples.

After all the celebration is over, Timothy and his family gather together and share some good advice for Timothy. Even the younger siblings become good at their words and wish for Timothy success.

As they all return to their room, Timothy begins to think about his next step. He already has a plan. He will become a warrior for his family, doing missions and training until he is good enough for promotion.

When he is in a high enough position, he will do his best to help his father and then become the head of his family when the time comes.

Timothy thought that it was a good plan. It's just that he has some doubts. He remembers his fight against the Alpha White Fox, how the beast managed to almost kill him on many occasions. Timothy didn't want to experience such a thing again, but being a warrior is all about challenging dangers everyday.

Timothy has a hard time sleeping with all that in mind, so he decides to walk around the palace, trying to tire himself down so he could sleep easier.

For fifteen minutes, Timothy walked around, greeting a few warriors around the palace that work on the night shift. Timothy walked alone until he finally arrived at the dark Training Room.

Inside the Training Room, there is a man standing alone in the darkness. Timothy can tell as he can see the silhouette of the man from the light outside the Training Room. Timothy tried to focus his eyes and finally realized who he was, the man in the dark. That man is Ruthra, Timothy's Master.

Timothy then entered the room but stopped when he felt a beam saber made of dark light coming close to his neck.

"What are you doing here, Timothy? " Said Ruthra.

"Master, can I talk to you?

I have some doubt that needs to be cleared. " Timothy said calmly.

"Hmm.. Talk. But don't disturb my training. "

Ruthra once again stood motionless in the middle of the Training Room. Meanwhile, Timothy quickly sat on the floor near his master.

"Master, what do I need to become a good warrior? " Asked Timothy.

"Training.

And focus on your task. " Said Ruthra Simple.

"What kind of training master? " Timothy asked again.

"Ask the weapon. Didn't you learn that at school? "

As he said that, Ruthra suddenly disappeared. He is replaced with Arthur, who has a loving and worried look. The Training Room light suddenly turned on and even shone brighter than what it was supposed to be, illuminating the room with almost blinding light.

"Sorry, brother. I have to take your training session for my son. " said Arthur as he touched his chest.

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"Father! Did you hear what I ask to Master Ruthra ? " Asked Timothy his father.

"yes I do, which is also reason I am here, hehe.

Walk with me son." said Arthur as he left the Training Room.

Timothy follows Arthur walking around the castle, greeting a few warriors in night shifts and talking with them a bit. They talk cheerfully and sometimes joke around. Arthur, as the head of Brightblade Family, always treated his warriors as friends and colleague. This action usually puts the minister and any responsible people around him wary and afraid, as an assassin might be able to use this to their advantage. but Arthur is still Arthur, he relies on his other personality to protect him while also being careful himself.

They then walked until they arrived at the highest tower in the palace. around them is the sight of Jakarta City and its busy life. Even at night like this, Timothy can still hear cars honk and music from somewhere in the distance. The city is as lively as usual.

"why do you want to become a warrior son?" asked Arthur.

"because it is the only way for me to get stronger, which then will allow me to protect my family and friends in this city." said Timothy proudly.

"a warrior in our city, and region, is nothing like how the word means son. You do realize that, right?" asked Arthur curiously.

"of course, but I think it was just the term, right?" Timothy answered.

"well, of course not. hahaha

first lesson of being a warrior from me son. Everything happens for a reason. no matter what it is." Arthur said as he looked at his son.

"a warrior, is someone with power in both their body and their heart.

A person who only has a strong body is just a brute, while those who only have a strong heart should just become social worker.

A warrior is a harmony between the two, and use both of them with responsibility.

We use the term warrior on our people who worked as guards in the palace or worked as soldiers on the battlefield, is to remind every single one of us that our power is meant to be used to protect the weak." Arthur said with such wisdom in his voice. A grunt suddenly appears from behind such wisdom, followed by Arthur laugh after.

"hahahahhahahaha.

Yeah, that was meant for those people around us who cultivate their Soul Weapons and train their body.

but there is always a special case.

second lesson, always be careful with special cases as they are dangerous.

Me, for example, is a special case. As Arthur Brightblade, my purpose is to protect and to guide. as a bright light that leads the way.

but then there is Ruthra, who devours light to kill those that endanger us.

I become a special case, as my heart is strong but split in two, while my power is not always meant to protect. Do you understand that?" Arthur was grinning wide, as he appeared to be very pleased.

Arthur is mostly a relaxed person, with his greatest burden being a good leader and a good father. He was rarely able to talk and share his wisdom, especially with his children. That is why he is very pleased with what he said, even if Timothy didn't really understand what Arthur meant to say.

As they leave the tower, they go separate ways when they reach the intersection to their room.

"remember son, be a warrior but also be a special case.

You are The Kindest Crown Prince of the Brightblade Family. Your title itself already put you apart from others, might as well go with that and become a special case." said Arthur as he entered his room.

Timothy walked alone to his room, more confused than before.

"I guess you don't understand what your father is say, right child?" said a woman's voice.

Timothy looked up and saw his mother was waiting for him in front of his room door. She looked like she knew what was happening and was happy to share her wisdom as well.

"yeah, mother. father said about being a warrior and a special case, but I just don't get what he wanted to say with that." Timothy said.

"that is easy actually. You should have realized it easily.

Your father wants you to be special.

A warrior is a person with a strong body and heart.

A special case is those with a warrior trait but also have something else to add.

Don't put yourself in the same place with those who use the common term.

be someone above the others, as you always do."

Timothy can only stare in disbelieve at his mother. She was usually not a very talkative person, at least from Timothy's perspective. Timothy knew she loved him as much, if not more, than his siblings. but to see and hear her mother explaining things like this is the first time.

"don't be surprised like that child. You didn't know most of the things I can do." said Thereshya.

"ah, yes mother. sorry." Timothy quickly apologize.

"don't be. as you will know about me, sooner or later.

Ah and don't worry about that White Fox. your life was never in danger. that beast is only a trash compared to what you gonna face in the real world later.

Our world is a chaotic world, after all." said Thereshya as she left Timothy.

Timothy can only return to his room. inside him, he can feel a burning fire but not from a good conversation.

"that mother and father of mine, both loved to make me confused by leaving after saying such a weird premonition."

Giving up, Timothy decided to go to bed and get some sleep. His heart is now as calm as a pool on a calm day. still and unchanging. Timothy has also got his answer. He will become a warrior, but not to become a warrior.

He will be a special case, one so special that the world has to look at him even though he shines dazzlingly and blinds everyone else.

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end of book 1, Timothy Brightlight schoolday.