Tristan stood up and dashed towards the red headed kid.

“Sharingan!”

The red head tightened his muscles. The temperature around him rose, as small sparks of flames kept appearing and disappearing near his body.

All the other disciples around them started running away. Some went to the higher authority to alert them and make them stop the fight, while others watched on from the distance to see what the new disciple was capable of.

There was a tall tree nearby. A curly white haired kid sat on it and watched the fight go on.

“Ohhhh! Should be interesting….”

The red haired scrunched his fist and flames burst out. He reached out towards Tristan and punched him.

“Flame hand!!’

‘ Fuck! He's not even aiming, he’s just using brute force.’

Tristan jumped up and somersaulted in the air before landing behind the red head. He threw a kick on the red head’s neck.

“Leaf hurricane!”

The red head quickly turned behind and punched with flame hand.

“Fast! But these red eyes aren't just for show you know!”

Before the red head could punch his leg, Tristan quickly changed the direction of his kick and avoided the hit.

'Shit! That was too close for comfort.’

Tristan thought when he looked at his burnt pants and skin.

'If I didn't have the Sharingan, I wouldn't have been able to dodge it.’

“Aye… Damn midget, if all you know is to dodge like a rat, then fucking die already!”

Both of red head’s arms lit up with flames. He kicked ground and launched himself into the air.

The surrounding disciples watched on with worry in their eyes.

'Hmph, fucking idiot launched himself into the air and left full of openings on himself. I can still see him clearly but the Sharingan is depleting too much amount of chakra. Oh well, It should be fine for another Raikyu!’

Tristan quickly finished his hansigns while looking at the opponent sharply. A mass of thunder collected in front of him as sparks of electricity flew all around it.

“Raikyu!!”

The mass of lightning flew towards the red head while he was still in the air.

“What?!”

The red head slammed both of his fists on the ball of lightning which he didn't expect to see all of a sudden.

The white haired man on the tree stood up and revealed a paper talisman in his hands.

“It would a shame to end it all with an explosion wouldn't it.”

He threw the paper talisman which flew towards the red head and the ball of lightning.

As soon as it touched the fire and lightning energies, it seemed to absorb it. The ball of lightning and the fire on the red head's arm disappeared along with the paper talisman.

Tristan was in complete shock and confused of what had just happened. The red head landed on top of Tristan.

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“Get off fucking pink head!”

“Who are you calling pink head you little midget?!”

Both of them started scrambling and fighting each other while they were down. Just as they were done with it a loud and clear voice full of authority sounded in their ears.

“Stop it both of you! Guards capture them and drag them to my office!”

A tall and buffed up old man with a white beard walked in with two guards beside him.

“It's the Dean!” The disciples shouted, while they quickly scrambled away trying not to be spotted by the Dean.

Some of the fools who were still around were startled by the dean’s shout and ran away. “What are you guys watching? Is this a show?! Get on with your work!”

The white haired kid became alert as soon he saw the Dean and tried to run away but he was already too late.

“You! On the tree! Don't try to run, I believe you know what you did wrong? Come to the office yourself now or you will be washing the clothes of 500 disciples in a day for 2 months.”

The white haired man froze in his tracks. He felt goosebumps all over his body when the Dean stared at him.

'Shit!’

“A-ah yeah! I-ill be right there.”

Tristan and the red haired kid were captured by the guards and no matter how they resisted they just couldn't get out of the hold of those guards.

“Fine! Fine! I'll follow you alright, just let go of me! I'm not an illiterate.” Tristan shouted in hopes of getting himself freed.

The Dean looked into Tristan's eyes for a few seconds. “Leave the new kid, let him follow us. Keep a hold of Alex and make sure that Seth is coming along with us!”

“Yes sir!” The guard replied as he let go of Tristan's arms.

“So your name is Alex.” Said Tristan looking towards the red head.

“Shut up midget, your voice is irritating.”

“The hell is your problem?!” Said Tristan, annoyed at Alex's attitude.

“If it weren't fer ya I wouldn't be in this mess, you little midget.”

“Stop calling me a midget you pink headed girl.” Tristan shook his head sarcastically. “Can't even take a punch quietly these days.”

“What did you say you little midget?! Your stupid kick was like a mosquito bite!”

“What? Nice circus tricks you got there, merely flame arms. Couldn't really do much could it?”

The Dean who was listening quietly couldn't handle their bickering anymore.

“Shut up! Both of you!”

““ Hmph! ”” both of them said in chorus.

The white haired kid named Seth ran up to the both of the and smiled brightly while hopping around.

“You both sure make a nice couple!”

‘Who the fuck is this guy?!’ both Tristan and Alex thought, annoyed by his smug face and his nonsense.

The Dean quietly stared back at the three of them as if he would kill them if they said another word.

Seth rose his hands in surrender while his smile went from happy to awkward because of his fear.

'Stupid kids’ thought the Dean as he walked.

They reached the office in a few minutes. It wasn’t much honestly. Just some wood which had been put together neatly to make a two storied building. There were a few windows here and there to provide ventilation.

The gatekeeper opened the door to let everyone inside.

The Dean walked inside and sat on his chair. Three kids including Tristan stood straight opposite to him with a table between them.

“You! How many times have I told you not to start a fight in the pathways!” The Dean shouted as he pointed his finger towards Alex.

“And you! Haven't I told you not to use talismans without a reason?!” He said as he pointed towards Seth.

“Alex don't you dare doze off! Seth stop whistling and listen to me!” The Dean looked at the two trouble making problem kids. He took a deep breath to calm himself.

“The next time something like this happens, I'll make sure I report it to the head, got it? Oh and you'll also receive a truckload of punishment and you'll spend time at the desolate rooms for a month. Am I clear?”

“What?!” Seth shouted. “Everything else is fine but reporting it to the head? That's too harsh!”

Alex just snorted and pretended he did not care but even he could feel some cold sweat on his back.

“What? What are you guys so afraid of?” Asked the clueless Tristan who didn't know a thing about what was going on.

“Don't worry I won't report it this time. But you're not off the hook that easily. Alex, you will be sent on a 7 day mission. Seth, you are responsible for showing the new guy around.”

“No?!” Shouted Seth and Alex at the same time. Doing troublesome things was just not their style.

“Well I'm afraid that's not a option for you but there is an alternative~” the Dean replied with a sadistic tone while cracking his knuckles.

Seth and Alex both unwilling accepted their fate as they stood silently. The Dean looked towards Tristan.

“So your the new guy?”

“Huh? Oh! Yeah ! I'm new here!”

“What's your name?”

“It's Tristan! Tristan Davis!”

“Since your new, I won't say much but don't get into messes like these often and watch yourself. Since admissions are closed, I believe you took the unorthodox way to get in?”

“What are you talking about?” Tristan replied with confusion.

“The bronze batch. You already have it don't you? Keep it safe, it’s your identification card here at the Ancestral stone.”

“Ok!”

The Dean looked over all three of them another time. “Ok, you can leave. But I don't want to see this another time.”

“Wait a minute. Doesn't this tri suns or something deserve punishment too?” Seth asked with the feeling of being wronged.

“Do you want more chores? I was already pretty lenient on you buy giving you a simple task. You'll fill a bucket of water tomorrow and bring it back.”

“What?! But… but..”

“Two buckets”

“Come on! All right! I get it.” Seth decided to keep his mouth shut if he didn't want to invite unnecessary trouble to himself.

“Ok you can go now.” The Dean said. He took a few documents from the table and started working on them.

Seth walked out as if they had received a boon from heaved while Alex groaned and looked annoyed and irritated at the same time. Tristan pondered about a few things as he reached towards the door.

“Oh I forgot to say something.” Said the Dean.

'what is it now?’ Seth thought. Alex just walked away without bothering to even listen.

“You can go I was going to say it Tristan anyway.” said the Dean. Seth breathed a sigh of relief as he walked outside.

Tristan looked at the Dean waiting for him to speak, he wondered if he was going to do some chores as well.

“Welcome to Ancestral stone.”

Tristan looked happy and almost cried out. 'Finally! Finally I met someone who sees my efforts!’

“Yes, thanks!” Tristan happily walked out of the door.

“Oh, and take a bath, you stink.” Said the Dean which totally spoilt the happy mood.

“Argh!”