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Weapon Era : Cursed Sword
Chapter - 13 : Secret Deal

Chapter - 13 : Secret Deal

Chapter - 13 : Secret Deal

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With their chosen skill books in hand, the students made their way to their designated classes, guided by their curiosity and eagerness to begin their training. Excitement filled the air as they entered the classrooms, greeted by the presence of their teachers.

In the Star Class, Romario Jesus stood tall, his C-level Normal Spear Weapon gleaming beside him. He exuded an aura of experience and strength, ready to impart his knowledge to the aspiring awakeners. The students took their seats, their eyes fixed on their teacher, eager to learn from his expertise.

"Alright, students, for the next four years, you will be under my care. I will do my best to train and guide you," Romario announced. He paused briefly before continuing, "Before we proceed, I would like each of you to come up to the podium one by one and introduce yourselves, along with your natal weapon. This will help us foster familiarity and camaraderie among the class members, as we will be working closely together throughout our time here."

Each student confidently stepped up to the stage, introducing themselves and proudly showcasing their natal weapons. Some even took the opportunity to share the skills they had acquired during the one-month gap period. However, their eagerness to demonstrate their moves in the classroom was swiftly met with rejection by Mr. Romario. Disheartened, they returned to their seats.

James confidently took his turn on the podium. "I am James Weber, and I wield the F level Divine Hammer Weapon: Hicarcus. I am looking forward to learning under your guidance," he said with a sense of pride. As James spoke, the girls in the class couldn't help but be captivated by his presence, their eyes sparkling with admiration. Some of them blushed and shyly glanced at him. This sight didn't go unnoticed by some of the boys, who couldn't help but feel a tinge of envy. After all, it was only natural to be drawn to someone who had awakened a divine weapon.

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"Very well, James, you may return to your seat.Ok, next!" Romario said, signaling for James to step down from the podium. As Alex approached the platform, he introduced himself in a composed manner, stating, "I am Alex Miller, and I wield an S-class cursed weapon named Sandai Kitetsu, along with two sealed weapons, Wado Ichimonji and Enma." A heavy silence settled over the room, while various conversations and whispers permeated the classroom. Some boys could be seen sneering, others displayed evident disgust, while some simply remained indifferent, as if Alex's presence held no significance. Unaffected by the reactions, Alex maintained his calm composure. Observing this, James couldn't help but feel concerned, as he didn't want his only friend to experience the same mistreatment he had endured throughout his childhood. Romario, deep in thought, finally spoke, "Alright, Alex, you may return to your seat."

After stepping down from the podium, Alex couldn't shake off the unsettling feeling that something was amiss. He couldn't pinpoint the source or nature of this foreboding sensation, making it all the more disconcerting. Meanwhile, Romario, seemingly unaware of Alex's unease, was engrossed in typing something on his phone, an eerie smile creeping across his face.

After powering off his phone, Romario addressed the students, "Alright, now that we've introduced ourselves, I will create a training schedule tailored to each of your weapons. Starting tomorrow, we will commence our training sessions." He emphasized, "Take the time to thoroughly review the skill books you obtained from the library and make note of any questions or areas of confusion. I will be available to clarify your doubts and assist you. You are now dismissed from class."

After the classroom emptied, Romario was observed engaged in a phone conversation, saying, "I have located him as per your instructions. I have fulfilled my part of the deal. Transfer the agreed-upon payment to me, and I don't wish to be contacted by you again. I'm done with this."

After ending the call, Romario swiftly shattered the phone with his bare hands, a look of darkness crossing his face. He then discarded the broken pieces into a nearby dustbin. Then, he made his way towards the principal's office.