Lucas standing in the spectator seats specifically made for students of Horizon observed other fights noting their flaws and weakness.
He was satisfied with Roan's improvement as he speculate his match.
Roan's opponent was one minor level above him and was a tanker with a sword.
The tanker defended against Roan's spell and dashed towards him.
Roam formed a barrier to defend but his barrier was shattered by the tanker and he was pushed back a few meters.
Roam slid off the ground after the impact and coughed a few mouthfuls of blood.
Roan wiped off the blood and raised both of his hands and muttered a spell and "Lava Excavator."
The tanker frowned as the temperature went up by a few degrees and he felt a rumbling sound coming from the ground.
Sensing danger he jumped up but he was too late, underneath his foothold a loud explosion occurred and lava gushed from the spot and spurted like a spring.
The tanker frowned and raised his shield downwards. The shield glowed with a golden hue and collided with a spurting of lava he was blown away by the impact and his body flew like a projectile to the edge of the arena.
But he spun his body and the shield glowed again and it became much heavier allowing him to descend.
Roan knew things were going to get a little out of hand and cast the vine spell.
Many vines sprout from the underground and wrapped around the tanker.
The tanker seeing the vines felt quite annoying and roared to free himself from the vines using all his strength and shouted" Do you think, the vines could stop me?"
While he tried to tear the vines, Roan's figure appeared on his back and he rotated his body in thr air and landed a kick on the tanker's head.
BANG!
A small bang was heard and the tanker felt a hit on his head that knocked him unconscious.
Roan sighed in relief seeing this and fell to the ground as his legs gave in and panted heavily.
His face became pale and his mana was exhausted. The last skill took quite a toll on him, he was too weak to cast another spell.
If not for practising hands to hand combat, he was sure he would have lost the match.
Lucas looked at Roan's match and noticed a major flaw.
Roan is progressing quite well and the only thing he was lacking was equipment.
A staff that amplifies his mana and his spell and serves as a reservoir of mana for a situation like this where a mage had exhausted all his mana.
"Haaa...I think I should help him with the magic staff. I must visit Grandpa Bentley soon."
"But, will Roan accept the staff. He had already sold his soul...I mean signed a sla....servant contract me."
"No, I have to help me. For my future slav...I mean my future right-hand man, I have to do at least this much." Lucas spoke rubbing his chin.
As Lucas got up and was about to leave, he saw a man wearing a suit and a moustache greeting Lucas.
The man walked toward Lucas and spoke"Are you, Lucas Brightt."
"Yes." Lucas nodded as he scanned the man from head to toe with a wary gaze.
"Lucas, can I have a moment?"The man asked respectfully.
"Okay," Lucas nodded.
"Then, please follow me. I have already booked a seat at the cafe." The man spoke.
Lucas followed the man and arrived at the coffee inside the Horizon which was accessible for outsiders during the month due to the Inter-Academy Battle cup.
Clank!
The door closed down while Lucas and the man sat at the table facing each other.
"Let me give you a proper greeting, I am George and I am a servant of Jaffes House." The man spoke and handed down a card to Lucas.
Lucas took the card and looked at the name.
Jaffe's household is a noble house having an Earl rank.
Earl is the rank of the noble above Viscount and below the Count.
Lucas tried to recall if he had any memories of the house but he got nothing.
It doesn't seem to be any prominent noble house and it seems that the house didn't play any prominent role.
As he thought more about it, he finally got a glimpse of their motives.
"So, Sir George what does Lord Jaffes want from me," Lucas asked quite respectfully.
Lucas was the type of man who doesn't show any discourtesy to others or strangers unless they were the first to cross the line.
"Lucas, I will get straight to the point. My Lord wants you to be his servant and serve the hier of Jaffe's household. The talent you showcased was quite befitting to hier you as a servant knight." George spoke in an arrogant tone showing that it was a blessing for Lucas to attract his lord's eyes.
Lucas's mouth twitched a couple of times on hearing George's word.
'Isn't he speaking too directly?'Lucas thought inwardly.
Though Lucas wanted to reject the offer straight but on a second note it would be too disrespectful for Jaffes so he said"Can you please give me some time to think about it?'
George stared at Lucas for a moment and observed his expression, he had expected Lucas to jump out of his seat in joy after all who can remain indifferent to such fortunate.
A commoner getting a chance to join a noble household is too good to be true but he was surprised to see no change in expression on Lucas's face.
As if, this offers to mean nothing to him.
Trying to pressure him a little bit, George spoke"No, you don't have time. You have to decide now. If you refuse, we have some other candidates who will beg us to take in and even lick our shoes."
Lucas frowned at hearing George's words and his burrows furrowed.
George's behaviour was starting to get on his nerves and Lucas was getting irritated seeing his smug smile.
If the noble's haughtiness was not enough now even the servants started to behave arrogantly after thinking that they had a huge backing of some nove de rich.
Lucas sighed and spoke"Sorry, Mister George in that case, I have to reject your offer. I will pass the chance for others."
"I don't think I am fortunate enough to take this opportunity and I still lack making me unfit for now to serve your master," Lucas spoke trying to sound as humble as possible.
"Haha hahaha." George laughed on hearing Lucas's response, stunning Lucas.
"Boy, do you know what is missing? You are ignoring a chance to reach a higher level, to become a servant of nobles is a lifetime blessing for commoners like you who will simply rot in the flighty mud." George smirked.
Lucas chuckled at seeing George's reaction.
His previous seriousness and act of humility disappeared as if they were just an act, leaving behind a playful smile full of confidence.
He raised his hand and laid it on the armpit and folded his legs, resting on the chair posing like a noble.
"You are seriously misunderstanding something, Mr George. It may be due to the lack of research on me or your ignorance. You must have neglected many facts about me thinking of me as a commoner or thought that since I am a commoner, there will be nothing worthwhile."
"What facts perhaps you are talking about," George asked.
"First thing, I am presently the Butler of Princess and may remain as her butter."
George chuckled and spoke"You are just a mere butler, moreover you are just playing butler. What authority you lowly could have."
"Ohh!" Lucas exclaimed.
He fiddled his fingers and spoke"Think about it, who is the most precious jewel of the Kingdom. The apple of the eye of the King, the most loved person in Cyprus kingdom. If words got out that someone disrespected that person's servant which is equal to disrespecting her."
"Then tell me what would happen Mister George?" Lucas spoke playfully.
George swallowed his saliva and suddenly felt a sense of crisis. As his gaze met with Lucas an electrifying current passed through his body.
The boy before him spoke with a voice carrying an authoritative tone having a charisma of a leader.
"If you have asked about me, you would have known that I am a friend of Charles Warren and Fredrick Forst. Mark my words, I am their friend, not a servant, not a slave or lackey."
"It means they treat me as equal to themselves."
George frowned on hearing his words but composed himself and spoke" So, what?"
"After all of you graduate, you will be nothing in their eyes and their status difference between them would be great."
"Well said. Your words are correct."Lucas got up from his seat with a clap and spoke" Yes, our status would be different after all I will hold a greater ground than them after graduating."
Lucas was about to leave when he heard George shout"Lucas are you messing with Jaffe's household. The consequences would be dire."
"Me. George, I didn't mess with anyone. I clearly remembered that I decline your offer politely, it's you who is getting on my nerve."
Lucas took a step forward but turned back and gave George a stare that sent a chill down his spine.
"And remembered that everything is over and we have no enmity between us. Moreover don't try to mess with me cause when I start messing things, many things will start perishing."
