The next day Zyrell was down at the courtyard with little anticipation. He brought with him the falchion that his Uncle had given him. But as soon as he made it to the courtyard the trainers told him he wouldn't be needing it. The other 3 boys--Alec, Marcus, and Edward--were there as well.

Instead of the tunic Zyrell was in training outfit. Warm pants and a long-sleeve tunic. He also carried a few padded armor that had been supplied to him but was told he wouldn't need that either.

They did warm up stretches. Jumping jacks. Then a warm up run. Then they got into the actual workout. 50 pushups and 50 sit ups. 2 minuets of walking lunges. 50 Pushups again. 2 minuets of planks. And then something called a burpee which Zyrell absolutely despised. And that sequence was just 1 set of 4.

It didn't take long for Zyrell to realize that the other three boys had more experience with exercise that Zy had in his entire life. The would finish their workouts before he even made it to half the reps and they would have to continue until he finished. By the first couple a sets it was fine and he was barely behind but by the last few sets he was dragging and they were stuck until he finished.

"Are you guys tired?"

"Yeah," they all huffed.

"Good. You have sword training with Sir Kun next." Zy cheered excitedly but the other three boys groaned.

"What are you so excited for?"

"He doesn't know. He's been training with Sir Trevor. He's had it easy."

"Easy?" Zyrell thought back to being woken up before sunrise to do sword drills with Trevor. That was easy?

"I would give my left nut to train with Sir Trevor and never see Sir Kun again."

"It can't be that bad," Zyrell said.

Spoiler alert it was that bad.

Sir Kun was the orignal inheritor of the Emerald Sword. He was passing down his legacy to Alec but he was passing down asswhoppings to all 4 of the boys.

"The Emerald Sword represents inquisitiveness and adventure. I am a scholar by heart. being a scholar I leanred that The best way to learn is to learn by doing. You will each attack me. You can use magic if you wish but I will use magic in turn and I am far better at magic than I am with the sword."

"You can't use magic you're running low." Said Alec.

"Haha!" Sir Kun laughed. "The other two are saving their magic to protect the kingdom. I'm using my magic for a far more beneovant reason."

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"For training us?"

"Training? Oh no-no-no. I'm using my magic to beat the shit out of smart mouth little brats."

"First strike wins!" Edward shouted. He charged in with a wooden training sword raised high. Sir Kun delivered a kick to the boy's chest sending him topping backwards.

"First strike wins but stupid attacks get put down." Kun said.

Marcus was next. He was a big buy. Bigger than all 4 of the other boy and built like a tank. He had the face of a bear but so far Zyrell hadn't heard him speak much. He charged in with a downward strike and Master Kun just blocked it. Marcus turned and tried to deliver several more blows.

"Good. Strong stikes. But you have no speed. No dexterity." Master Kun moved like lightning. He grabbed Marcus by the arm and in one move twirled him like a baton. Marcus yelped and landed on his back.

Alec decided to use magic. He waved his hand and a bolt of green energy left his palm and headed straight for Sir Kun. Sir Kun swatted the burst away with his training sword as if it were a bug that had been annoying him. Alect sat there stunned.

"Pitiful. Alec, as my disciple I will not let you be garbage at magic. You can be bad at the sword. You can be bad at cooking. You can be be bad in bed and have you wife fuck your neighborhood while you listen and cry. But you will not be bad at magic. See me after class for extra magic training."

"Shit," Alec cursed. Kun moved so fast he became a blur. He snatched Alec up and tossed him like a rag doll. Alec landed flat on his back Kun followed up and poked him twice in the ribs with the training sword.

Zyrell was the last one left standing. Zyrell approached him with the sword and swung. Sir Kun sighed and simply knocked the sword out of his hand and then kicked him. Zy flew back and landed on the ground embarrassed. He had been taken down so easily.

"Pathetic. Just get up and try it again."

"Good job peasant," Edward said.

"I didn't see you do any better," Zyrell shot back.

"Enough!" Sir Kun shouted. "I am your enemy not each other. Take your eyes off me and I'll beat you both."

Zyrell and the other boys spent the rest of the day getting their asses beat by Sir Kun. Every now and again he would correct them on their posture or their sword swing but for the most part it was just him beating them over and over again until they couldn't move. The worst part is Sir Kun wasn't afraid to go for "the kill." A couple of times he had slid a boot or his training sword into one of the boys groin. All four boys knew what it felt like to have their testies smashed.

"I hate everything about this," Marcus said laying his head in the grass. This was the first time Zyrell heard him speak and he was glad the boy wasn't mute. they had all collapsed int the grass of the courtyard. They had been drilling for 4 hours. That on top of their 4 hour work out and they were dying.

"The rest of you boys are dismissed except Alec," Alec looked up at Sir Kun with shock and fear. "Alec it's time for your remedial magic training."

Alec tried to scramble away but Sir Kun simply pointed his finger and a green lasso shot from his hand and wrapped around Alec's foot. Sir Kun turned and started dragging him away.

"Kill me please! I choose death! I choose death!" Alec screamed. He was clawing at the ground as his teacher dragged him away.

Zyrell took a sigh and sat up. His entire body ached and he was sore in places he didn't know he could be sore. He took a deep breath and sat up. He knew what he had to do. He didn't know if he had to strength to do it. Finally he sat up.

"Where are you going peasant?" Edward asked.

"Magic training."

"You want more punishment?" Marcus said. He looked at Zyrell with his eyes fully opened. He was astonished that Zyrell could have actually asked for more training. "Sir Kun will kill you."

"Dude. It's Magic. I won't get to learn this stuff at Huntsville." And got to his feet following after Kun and Alec.

"That guy is insane,"