Chapter 48: Chapter 48: A Trinity Is Formed By Three, And A Triskelion With Nine Part 1 - First Day Of The Scholar Year Part 2.
The morning breeze is strong and refreshing, diminishing the bustling steps of the punctual students, walking towards the Classrooms of different buildings within the Intercultural Academy’s grounds.
This day. Neo Itrinium of Hïer’Kayön. First Day, of the First Week, of the Third Month, of the ongoing year. Is an important date for the Laidders Nation.
Today, is when they celebrate their official integration with the Zindrack Conglomerate, while this is the Fifth Official anniversary. The truth is slightly different, as the City of Gould’Dïmïur, was accepted twp and a half decades ago, for a total of 30 years.
Niveilia and N’Ïrk are strolling around, the facilities, without forgetting their objective, reaching the Classroom of their Coordinator.
The environment is beautiful, enhanced by the spectacle ahead, plenty of different species. They wear strange attires, or speak in other languages, peacefully interacting with their peers, and boldly attempting to befriend new people.
Having a docile and coy personality, the Busty Lady feels slightly out of place, many guys wanted to approach N’Ïrk, but none of them dare, which make her think it was because of her fat appearance.
The reality is the opposite, they intended to approach Niveilia, but with N’Ïrk right next to her, no Freshmen or Sophomores had the guts to do so.
{I think this is the place}
The building has an older design compared to the contemporary style that is visible in the majority of edifications.
The entrance has thick doors made with wood, instead of laminated metal, polymer ot glass.
The floors are paved with perfect blocks of polished marble, not slick feeble tiles, and the walls appear to be restored, or adapted, like the illumination in the hall, candles replaced with light bulbs, and there are no more chandeliers dangerously hanging from the ceiling.
Going up to the second floor, stopping at the sixth door on the right side of the left corridor.
The couple’s destination seems closed, reading an engrained sign in the wood entrance.
Classroom 2-06
Coordinator Lycaonia Riventh
Niveilia was about to knock on the wood surface, but N’Ïrk grabs the lady’s wrist, doing two steps to the left along his companion, walking forward in an straight line to the wall.
The absurd action of her Hubby astonishes Niveilia, but she is too slow and physically weak to put any resistance, closing her eyes to bare the incoming impact.
But when the two come into contact with the wall, both youngsters cross it as if it didn’t exist.
{An illusion barrier within a limited perimeter of disorientation, simple tricks that alone are easily countered, but used in synchronicity, are able deceive the perception of many people, even if they are trained and know about the tricky trap beforehand}
Fearful, Niveilia opens her eyelids. Seeing she is inside of the Classroom. Several desks are arranged in rows and columns, staggered in a semicircular fashion. Each furniture has three chairs, and aside N’Ïrk and her, no one else is in the room.
"W-What happened Hubby?".
"The entrance was coated with an illusion and a perimeter to distort the perception".
"How did you notice?".
"I can see illusions, Wifey. Well is more accurate to say that i can’t see them, i am aware of them if i observe when someone casts them, but at my eyes, illusions doesn’t exist... , And the perimeter is easy to ignore, all you have to do is Actively use your Emeneld, most people use it Passively, activating it only when is necessary, that is incorrect".
"But using it for long is exhausting".
"At first, yes. But constance is the key to augment your prowess with the Emeneld, and provide even more safety. The Passive Emeneld defends you from what you think is dangerous to you. The Active Emeneld actually protects you from anything dangerous, even if you don’t know, or you are unaware of the threat".
"That’s why bandit ambushes work?".
"Exactly". N’Ïrk kisses Niveilia’s forehead, going down to trap the Damsel’s lips.
"H-Hubby... , Wait until the recess. I don’t want to be distracted".
He pecks the tip of her nose. "As you wish, My Wifey".
Niveilia is slightly flustered, she wanted to be kissed by N’Ïrk, but the shame of being seen by someone else has overwhelmed her.
The chairs have names written in the back, and the desks have them on the front part, making the two look for their seats.
Third Trinity - Third Triskelion
AR - N’Ïrk Ignay’Thus
DO - Bräzzeya Brännerss
LD - Niveilia Ubreon
The young man breaths profoundly, he knew Gagk’Xannia wasn’t going to be in the same Trinity as him, yet, he was expectant on the possibility.
"Hubby. Look". Niveilia points the two desk at her left, where some names are familiar to them.
Second Trinity - Third Triskelion
FO - Å’Vría Vendremier
FD - Friggia Qualoon
DL - Mayrzzya Ma’ájesh
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First Trinity - Third Triskelion
OL - Ryavd’Yian Lujucssö
FD - Gagk’Xannia Throllüsath
LO - Dyll’Phá Carionni
"We could have come together. I like Dyll’Phá’s company".
"Indeed, Wifey. She is polite and precise, too bad she doesn’t like to be around me".
*Mhm?*. "What do you mean Hubby?. She likes when you are with us".
"The Synesthesia, and Dyll’Phá’s aura tell me a different story Wifey".
"Why are you using the Synesthesia when you can talk to her?".
"She is stiff with me nearby, is evident in her excessive seriousness".
"You are handsome Hubby. Most Ladies from boarding schools are going to be distant with you. Some never seen a male until they left their school’s grounds after their graduation, and a few weren’t aware of their own fathers".
N’Ïrk is surprised, he didn’t consider that scenario. But he has short time to recover, Å’Vría is is crossing the entrance along Myrrha’s sister.
The latter is wearing a daring yellow and black tight dress with brown leather harneses with the appearance of belts.
However, she is casting an illusion on her face to look younger and cute, trying to create a breach that can separate and make an actual difference from the formal serious persona her Older Sister Myrrha has.
Mayrzzya abhors being compared to her Older Sister. She is equivalently superior to Myrrha. Yet, she is younger, less experienced and has the bad custom of causing problems is due to her point of view. A characteristic she partially shares with Å’Vría...