I am the Phoenix Lord

Chapter 5: Not wanting to die

The trumpets blew loudly and the music was high enough fo everyone to hear. Once again the auditorium was filled with masses of people even more than the other day because the noble man, commoners and other magic users had joined in the watch if this event.

Outside this group were the teachers, instructors, influential Magus's and the headmaster to spectate and enjoy the event also.

The reason why the influential were gathered here were to buy or brand the marvelous students. Even after knowing one's occupation, there was still a need to gauge strength and level.

When the level was taken into consideration, those with higher work with great influential people organization that was if they chose to. While others may become stand alone or common Magus if they weren't ranked high.

So the students now about twenty, were positioned before a large white crystal meant to gauge their ranks, an instructor was also placed to guide them.

"As we begin the final stage of the preliminary Magus ranking, we have invited nobel families and influential organization to pick the best students to their organization, let's not forget the special princess of the Magus Kingdom is also here so we have come to.impress the whole world!" After completion from the headmaster the crowd burst into an applause.

The princess might be in the same auditorium but the had her well hidden for some reason, an usual tradition they carried out in the academy.

"Be confident in your strength and make sure to pour all of your Magic energy in the crystal to get a high rank, I believe you won't belittle our expectations," the instructor have his own end oof the bargain stepping out of the way to let them proceed.

Gullard who was the boy that tried to enslave Hart the other day was the first to take this step to the crystal confident and disgusting as always, he smiled and winked to Cynthia to impress her but did the opposite.

"Damn I hate Gullard," Cynthia snarled over folding her eyes and frowning despicably.

"That is just the life of a Magus, he is powerful and influential It would be beneficial if you accept his qualities as he might be the only man that would marry you if you get a low rank today," Jack spoke so lifeless that it made Cynthia's shiver.

Being around him was like sleeping naked with ice all over. All he cared about were rules and nothing more to show for it.

"Uhm, he is strong but...." Koran rolled his eyes away to stare at the sky. "He isn't the one."

"Whoa! Unbelievably!"

"Is he really a kid."

"No, he is a son of the Zeno family."

"No wonder he has such a high rank."

"Gullard Zeno, A-rank Magus!" The instructor made sure to scream this well to exhort the name of the academy and his attempt caught many pleasant faces especially from the nobles.

Gullard opened his hands wide to revel the moment, 'Oh yes, I am so popular now, I have become a great Magus now! Father will be so proud....'

"Whoa another A-Rank by Cynthia Harrison."

All of Gullard's basking came to an unknown halt as he watched Cynthia step away from the crystal without giving him a sight or thought. It infuriated him to be on the same level as a feminine type but anytime he wanted to revolt her cute face would restrain him down. 'Cynthia you will be my woman slave some day.'

What sick aspirations.

One after the other the recruits began to test their Abilities, some got a low D Rank, others were E Rank, fewer were C ranked and only one was B rank; this was Jack and he accepted it coldly as usual.

Now the final was Koran who picked last for some sick reason.

Before proceeding any further he stared back for a while, 'Not here yet hugh?' after this he walked up to the crystal and layed a hand on it.

"Pour your Magic in, wasn't it?" He whispered to himself before pumping out his magic.

SHWOOOOM!

As he did this a violent wind like wormhole formed in the sky darkening it and blowing violently on the auditorium, everyone gasped in awe unable to comprehend this strange force.

It was truly magnificent and as time went on, two phoenix materialized in the air arousing gasps and applause from the people.

Soon after all this strange phenomenon faded off and Koran took his walk away from the crystal.

"Even more spectacular! Koran Zuki has become an S Rank Magus!"

"Wow, can you believe it."

"I have to get that kid into my organization!"

"This kid is worth all the money, I have to have him."

This time the murmuring occured from the rich and influential section as they contemplated on who could have him, that was if Koran found interest in them, and clearly he didn't.

With a saddened look Koran met the crowd where some gnashed angrily at his achievement and others ogled joyously at him.

Before he reached his former standing point, his legs came to a stop, a grin peeling across his face and his expression growing bright. "He's here."

SHWOOOOM!

KABBOOOOM!

Falling from the sky was a magic like arrow meeting the ground in an explosion of grit and flickering light. Everyone on the wild took cover as this object had found it's landing spot beside them.

"What is that?"

"Who is that?"

"It's a human?"

Murmuring from the crowd could make a man's brain think till he ran mad if Anxiousness, but soon enough the dust cleared out and everyone went quiet.

"Oh this bastard."

"Who was he again?"

"Boo! Empty bastard!"

"Boo! low life freak!"

"Can't you see real people are having a conversation slave?"

One after the other the crowd cursed at Hart's appearance from where he stood, if it wasn't illegal or banned, they would be throwing food or stones by now.

"And what are you doing here useless Magus?" The instructor at the crystal asked with so much hostility in his voice.

'This guy is clearly not a fan of non magic users.'

"I want to rank up," Hart answered with little concern in his tone. Now that power dwelled in him he didn't feel an inch of fear anymore. And from his appearance he could see why they didn't like him, his last good cloths and shoes were all torn, he typically looked like a mad man in the midst of sane people. If it was him, he would be blasting his mad man form with all magic he had.

"We do not need to check the level of weak...."

"Hey didn't you hear him Mr instructor, or should I beat the shit outta you first?" Koran asked with an innocent face that frightened the Instructor a bit.

Not wanting to show his fear he hissed and placed his hands on his waist, "what's the harm in getting a good laugh?"

Hart almost smiled to this, here everyone thought they would be laughing at him, but with the magic he had accumulated and trained a bit over the night, he couldn't wait to see how much stress marks appeared on their expressions.

Walking up to the crystal Hart placed his hand on the Crystal but nothing happened, it was totally blank.

This sent a chill of fear into Hart's being, had this all been a mistake? A mirage planned by his brain to make things feel better..... No it couldn't be, so what was he doing wrong.

"You see regular mouse, you are too weak that a common E Rank can't be rewarded to you," Jack spouted folding his hands in dislike. He was planning to kill Hart with the Magic pill but since it didn't work, the appropriate disgrace would get the job done, probably goading him to commit suicide.

And that worked out well too.

"Ignore him," Koran spoke up as the only one who gave a damn about the trash staining the crystal with his filthy hands. "Just pour in your Magic energy into the Crystal."

Hart nodded facing all concentration back into the crystal and whispering to himself. "All of it, ok."

KABBOOOOM!

In the moment of pouring at the first second the Crystal split into two and then three and continuously unable to hold the incomparable manner he poured into it.

The sky began to swell like it did for Koran but this time hundreds of gold lights filling the air. From the distance roaring if magical beast could be heard as they somewhat praised Hart's name and presence. The wind knocked almost everyone from their stand to sit on the floor pressed down by an immense pressure no one understood

Soon enough the gold lights in the sky counted million and materialized into phoenix who shrilled to Hart's presence too.

"Awesome." Hart grinned at the show he got at the faces of all the bastards that bullied and made fun of him all cowering.

SMASH!!!

In the latter the crystal shattered into millions of glass pieces falling to the earth all at once the energy dissipating into nothing alongside the strange phenomenons.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" Hart gave a fulfilling laughter at the frozen faces of most of the people in the auditorium. His power had really left a mark on them.

"What the heck!" The instructor felt woozy almost loosing his footing before muttering the last level he had seen on the Crystal before it shattered into bits.

"SS Rank Magus!"

*************

It was ready moment since Hart had made his SS Rank glory to the who auditorium and they were clearly filled with questions even his pairs were looking and wondering, "is that the same Hart Margata we saw yesterday?"

Whatever this was it was unreal.

Hart had taken a stand far off from the group of youths not wanting to care of what they had to say or do. 'Damn I feel strains everywhere!' Hart growled within not letting the pain reflect on us face.

[You can only use the Phoenix Warlock's ability eight minutes a day unless you reach breakdown]

'I have been flying for five minutes, what a hassle, now I gotta manage this.' Hart let out a brief sigh.

"That guy is he really an empty Magus or did the crystal malfunction?" Another girl with long pink and white hair from the recruits asked the person beside her who was a boy with blue hair also in the same distress as her.

"I don't know Rayla, his power level and new presence is...."

"Going to be interesting In a spar," Rayla licked her lips, and Mike who was the boy gulped hard knowing the kind of relentless monster she was. Though Rayla was a mere C Rank her Abilities weren't to be toiled with.

"Watch out Empty Magus, a lot of trouble is coming your way."

****

Meanwhile while each and every influential/Noble man penned down their request for recruitment, the headmaster stared at Hart.

Tackling his power and the way he presented it, one would think that kid was trash and surely he was but the power rise overnight was unbelievable.

Headmaster Felindrick dragged softly on his long prehistoric white beard to make his thinking more dramatic. He had never heard of failing crystals to give a recruit a wrong occupation, and never had he heard about becoming this powerful overnight.

Something was fishy and he needed to get to the bottom of things. "Who are you Hart Margata?"

Hart waited patiently for the next line of orders which was message delivery. The organization would send letters and they would accept one those most favoured he most seemed easy enough but.....

Accepting one meant rejecting more, that was the same thing as making one friend and twenty enemies. The risk was way too big and that was why....

[Hart Margata be warmed not to pick an Organization]

There went the Phoenix Warlock's spirit blabbing like he owned Hart's decision. Likewise Hart didn't have any argument to file, by not choosing any he would I crease the level of interest they had in him hereby gaining their resources without picking one.

Although, Hart turned around and began to walk away from the auditorium without saying a word, this also left the people in gasping order.

Not wanting to prolong the disrespect he waved a hand and spoke, "sorry fam, I am starving and will be coming soon, I can't come and kill myself."

The headmaster nodded in agreement. "Ok let's all go for a break."

Everyone gasped in shock, at the sudden fact that first time in all of history a common recruit had forced a break in the auditorium.

Hart Margata had really changed the era of Magus.

****

Hart searched for a descent shop around the activity center where an ample of sellers orchestrated their goods. He was so hungry that he could consume an entire cow, but not to drift too far away from the main point, he had no money.

"Shit, I didn't think this through! Did I just waist my entire time coming all the way here?" Hart stopped in his pace exhaling stressfully. Who would want to give a bastard with torn cloths any money without compensation in return.

After quite a short ponder Hart already made up his mind, taking his tied shirt from his waist and folding it like a bowl, he streched it out and began to speak, "please help me, I have no food, not eaten from twelve days ago, a little is enough."

To his surprise his trend caught up fast. For every passing minute he got a single Shikah and soon had ten. This was enough to eat but as he turned to go his eyes caught a sight he couldn't wipe out of his mind.

"A girl?" Hart narrowed his eyes past the crowd ok the street and into an alley were three boys particularly recognizable were harassing a poor girl. This he couldn't overlook.

Without a thought more, Hart races through the street shoulder brushing past the crowd until he arrived at the alley. He accessed the situation quickly, three boys trying to rape the girl already torn her cloths from her breast down to her waist could be seen clearly. She struggled to fight backbit didn't scream for help which was awkward.

There was no time to think about that but to save the girl. "Ahhhh! You bastards!" Hart mounted on one leg swing a kick into the one boy's skull causing him to let go of the girl.

After this the other two had already gotten the news and try to retaliate but just in time Hart leaned foward headbutting one on the skull and sending him falling to his back in a woozy state.

"You fuck......" The last eft the girl, took a boxing stance and threw a fist to Hart which he ducked easily throwing an uppercut into the jaw of the rapist throwing him off his feet and crashing to his back on the ground.

"KAYAAAHHHHK!" One after the other the boys grovelled in pain taking their time to get themselves.

In the meantime, the girl ran into Hart's embrace bugging him tightly and not saying a word. Hart felt light in his head, though her face encased little emotion, his heart lightened up to her presence. A girl was really hugging him for the first time.

"What happened?" He tried to be gentle with his voice pulling her closer into his embrace like a father condoning his child and he heard nothing from her but a tug ok his chest. "I won't let them hurt you anymore," Hart figured she was possibly deaf or couldn't speak and knew the life of being disabled and hated by all.

A nod? She actually nodded to reply him.

[Focus Hart Margata]

Hart looked back at the group of Rapist at their feet and holding mean demeanors on their look, now that they were closer he could recognize them.

They were the bullies that beat the hell out of him the other day.

"If it isn't the SS Rank shit we trashed yesterday!" Gullard snacked his lips believing Hart to be no challenge to him. "Hako and Zhan were wondering how you tampered with the crystal to get a fake SS Rank, if you tell me and leave the girl with us I promise we will let you off the hook."

Hart glanced at the girl, so Innocent and probably having so many mental scars now. How despicable could life be at times, "There is no pity for even the lesser beings."

Gullard grinned now that Hart Margata understood what he was saying, "that's pretty good, you have understood your place SS Trash! Now...."

"Oh did you think I meant me?" Hart's mood and tone transformed into rage and bloodlust Jolting the bully group. Now they could sense it they were not the threat but the prey.

"I was talking to you weaklings, I am gonna beat the shit outta you guys."