17 November 2975
Ayesha was standing against the wall and pondering. Noah was sitting on the sofa and smoking. Bruno wasn't there. He was still under medical supervising.
"Did they really refuse to give nightingales?" Noah asked Ayesha with an unsatisfied gesture.
Ayesha nodded.
"*sigh*...So we now need to manage a student from academia to go for the exam and pray to God he passes the crap. Aghh.."
Suddenly the doorbell rang
Ayesha and Noah looked at each other. Ayesha went to open the door.
Opening the door, she startled
"Brock?"
"Ah aren't you a little cruel to leave me standing here?"
Ayesha let Brock in
Noah asked, "Um. What business do you have here, Brock?"
"Not only Brock," A voice came from behind. Ryan peeked.
Noah broke into laughter.
"Well, How's your injury?" Ayesha asked
"Pretty much healed. The injury left me with a scar on my forehead."
"Uh...I see. So, I don't think you are here just to show scars."
Brock chuckled
"Well, kitten. I am sorry for Ron and Musa. But heard you need someone to compete in the exams."
"Uh..yeah..gotta see tomorrow if I can convince someone for the exams."
"Hmph...I meant to say..um...I mean..uh.."
Brock's body language told he was nervous.
"Umh..um.."
"Cut the crap already...Say it"
"Well, can I and Ryan compete for it?"
Ayesha stunned for a second
"Are you serious?"
"Um...Yeah, I am."
Ayesha smiled
"Damn. You are the best possible candidates from academia.
You are welcome to join."
20 November 2975
Brock and Ryan were entering through the large matte black gate.
The neon sign glittered in the evening sky
"TROY SECT. COUNCIL HQ"
Brock chuckled
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"Let's dive in."
They entered the metallic matte black tower.
The tower was crowded with people.
"BROCK! RYAN! HERE!"
It was Noah.
"Where the fuck is the kitten?"
"Well, she's collecting the form. Wait a bit."
"Ah, black shirt. Looking hottie." Ryan flirted.
Noah smiled and blushed.
"You here sandboy? Fill this form." Ayesha joined.
"Damn there's too much crowd"
"What do you expect? This is the Nightingales' exams. Everyone who dreams to join the council must pass the exam."
"Well okay. How many of these shits are worthy?"
"Huh...We'll see that."
After a while, Ayesha's father walked in. Stood on the large stage inside the lobby.
"Good Evening, gentlemen and women.Thank you for joining today's event of yearly nightingale exams. I am Sam Ahmad, president of Troy Sect. Council.
As you know, the nightingale exams test your skills, knowledge, and power. And then we choose
10 candidates to outshine as the new nightingales. The exam starts on 22nd November and the first test would be a survival challenge. You'll be left alone
in the rocky mountains where you'll be given several tests. Among the 5000 candidates, only 100 will survive the test. And then we'll get to the second test.
If you have any queries you can contact the management office. Have a great time and be careful
THE EXAM IS DEADLY"
"Well..um..um..where can I get the form"
a girl asked Brock pointing to the form he was holding. The girl was pink-haired with a shy look. She seemed young.
"Over there"
"A..ah..arigato"
"What is that supposed to mean?"
The girl panicked
"Uh...I mean..mean to thank you."
"oh sure, you are welcome."
Ayesha grumbled, "Ah, can't you be a little more polite?"
"I was enough. That was some scared bitch."
"Ah. Whatever."
"Yeah, whatever. If all of the candidates are sloppy as this shit it's a free win."
"Aren't you underestimating? "Ryan asked
"Well here comes the chick savior. Shut your crap up."
"Okay okay..so I guess we should head home."
Ayesha mumbled
"Yeah. You should better get prepared
STORM IS COMING"