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"W... what do you mean?" I stammered asking him.
Why the hell would he want help from me? I thought.
"I am tasked originally to find humans with extraordinary potential to defeat the oppressor. This kingdom is on the verge of collapse and I am saving all that I see fit to the description." he paused and added, "You're more than enough!"
"I think what he's trying to say is you are strong and you can kill the enemy, master. " Sprigg confirmed.
"I know that, Sprigg. I am not dumb." I annoyingly replied. This pixie is completely taking me for a fool. Sometimes I wonder if she thinks of me as a master. I turned to the man who's still kneeling before me and asked, "To what end? Aren't you an enemy to the lord?"
He was taken aback. I don't know if it's because I leaked a little aura or he didn't have something to answer as of the moment. He stood up and reached something in his satchel. This time, I stepped back and pointed out the item he's fetching. He is getting a small black box with symmetrical lines on its edge. Wait. That looks like an artefact! Although, it is small and lifeless. It looks just like the artefact! How? I mean, normal humans are not able to enter the Fae's domain. How did he---?
….
I thought I sensed something ominous emanating from Sprigg, but I dismissed it.
"I knew it!" He smiled.
Huh?! I scratched my head and asked, "what... is that?"
"Surely you jest, Archmage." he smiled scornfully while adding, "It's an obsidian relic from the past. It is a fragment of power from great beings. The cornerstone of magic."
"Oh." I heaved.
So, he doesn't know that the originals call it the artefact huh.
"The great beings are?" I added.
"They are the originator of magic and creator of many races," he answered.
"Alright. You haven't answered my question yet." I asked him with a little disruption of mana to my surroundings and he knelt again.
"My fight with the lord is a mission I can't reveal. Also, It has come to our attention that you are looking for your siblings. We can help you, Archmage! Please lend us your strength too."
Sprigg who's hiding, slowly appeared with her arms crossed.
"We have heard you and why do you think we need your help, mortal!" Sprigg spoke oozing with a dark red atmosphere and with an annoyance from her tone.
When he sees Sprigg out of the blue, he shudders like a young boy that has seen a dangerous wraith for the first time with unexplainable shivering of the body. Eyes wide and mouth agape. He tripped supporting his body using one hand on the ground.
"Ah... Apologies. I-if... If I offended a spirit due to my lack of knowledge. P-please forgive me." he bowed pushing his face to the muddy soil.
"Sprigg! I told you to never come out!" I yelled and she went out to hide again while answering me through our telepathic link, "It is good for intimidation, master" then chuckled.
"Not only are you an Archmage, but you are accompanied with a high-tier sprite too."
"What do you know about them?" I asked.
"I, I only know how to recognize a being that has a lot of magical pools as my special trait. I am born with it, Archmage." he stopped and not backing down, he added, "I-i can bring you to our Royal Archmage to discuss with what you want to know and we can offer you a squad to track your siblings. Please... please go with me."
Is it just Sprigg or because she’s connected to me?
He truly is persistent in dragging me to his master. Huh. I can feel Sprigg completely annoyed at him. I can't honestly blame him for being such a person if it's a task given to a royal archmage. Wherever you are, royalty should be given your utmost priority. I touched my temple and looked at the surrounding, trying to track the pungent smell that bothers me since earlier.
"I can try. However, I am bound to go to the academy as a request from the Lord," I replied as I waved my hand to let him stand up.
"Understood. Please meet me at the back of the academy's wizardry building after you're done with the admission. We can travel from the academy to our Kingdom for a day and I will assemble necessary preparations for your absence for that time." he answered with a bright tone in his voice as he removed the dirt on his face and added, "You will not regret this, Archmage. Thank you for showing me your benevolence and your sprite as well.
He bowed once again and summoned his long and majestic staff as he uttered an enchantment and he disappeared leaving a fading glowing blue orb. He truly sounds delightful as he expressed his gratitude towards me. I don't know how much of a help I can do for this oppressor but I think I need to hear it from the Royal Archmage first.
At last! Leaving me alone here to roam the dungeon. I really can't ignore that pungent smell that penetrated my nose. I scurried along the edges of the dungeon but have seen nothing. No matter, I will just leave it at that. For one last time, I glanced at the dungeon of monsters and reminisced what my mother told me. I raised my hand and gathered all the non-elemental mana from this place and created a barrier. This mana is very rare that the originals can only use it. Thanks to the primordial magic residing in me, I can also do the same. Leaving no corners uncovered, I completely encircled the cave with this magic.
"Do you truly think that it's better this way, master?" she asked.
"If you leave this open, this may cause another uproar. It will not be too long for them to figure out that I came here. Better be safe." I answered her.
The moment I closed the cave entirely, the smell that bothered me earlier faded away changing to a fresh fragrance of cordola and cattleya. These are the only flowers that bloomed in the night where the light of the star shining brightly above us. Before I got back to our house, I picked some blossoms of cordola and planned to give them to the playmate that Morning Dew likes. I guess that's why he named her cordola, huh. When I arrived, guardsmen were roaming the place while stealthily dashing to Cordola's place and left the bunch of flowers.
The next morning, Cordola thanked me, saying she remembered her childhood and left happily. I am really glad that the sadness of her eyes was washed out after I gave them to her. I also hope to see Morning Dew alive and happy too but I think that's impossible. I don't even know if he was transported to the same domain as I am or left in the cave and died. I dismissed the thought and planned to hunt a beast on the other side of the wilderness and see if I can store a meat jerky. I went to the entrance of the village but knights were waiting for me there.
"Kid! You are being summoned." said the man with a long orange beard.
Huh?!
"If you put it that way, the kid will get scared." teased the armoured man with long lustrous blonde hair and added, "...aren't you, kid?" then he chuckled.
"Oh! Right. The Lord wants to have you moved to the academy on the earliest date which will be today." Sir Rad replied harmoniously happy.
Huh?! What's going on?
"That's true and you should emerge as the strongest mage from this town, The Town of Wilderfort." Sir Lyol appeared at my back grabbing my shoulder and pushed it hard. "I guess you are ready. You are as strong as a knight already."
Huh?!
I am firmly confused as to why would it have to be today, but I nodded and followed their footsteps to the huge stone manor of the lord where I will be getting an audience with the lord again. Perhaps there are no reasons. I should stop overthinking. This might be a good thing as I also need to go to the Kingdom of Ardun to meet with that wizard. Wait. I haven't asked for his name nor he doesn't know mine.
"Uh. How did I become so forgetful?" I thought.
"I guess you are only happy to see your siblings and forgot to ask his name, master." she giggled crazily.
"Oh, is that so? How did you know what I was thinking? Huh?"
"Because you are always using the link. You forgot to turn it off since your fight with him."
"You didn't even tell me?!" I retorted
"I am enjoying listening to your thoughts. Why would I dare?" she answered as if I could see her pouting her tiny lips.
I ignored her and continued walking behind the three gents who escorted me to the lord. Why would I have to be escorted with three armoured knights, as if I am a criminal being apprehended? Are they that excited about me going to the academy?
"We're here," said Sir Rad as he crossed his arm against his chest.
Huh?!
"Please go directly to the main room to wait for the lord." Sir Lyol said it while opening the huge flower-carved wooden door.
Why a change of attitude?
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†††When I arrived at the same room as I was escorted previously, I saw an old man standing next to the new lord. I think he'
†††A few hours have passed, but it was like days when I travelled with Professor Strauss on our way to the academy. He's been wondering how I've acquired my magic powers, and what are the things I can do apart from the barrier, and questions like how many simple spells I can use are never-ending. I mean, I may sound evasive to his questioning, but I'm still not comfortable answering questions that might lead to more imminent questions. Besides, he enjoys telling me the things I'm going to expect when we get there. So, I've let him talk all day.
†††Early in the morning, when we finally reached the Academy 's entrance, several other breathtaking wooden beast-drawn carriages were waiting outside to come to visit the maze-like city structure of the Academy. So even if it encompasses a vast flat landscape near the coast, several more trees are present, indicating that it has the right number of beasts that could also be ideal for potential great outdoor hunting. So it not only shows that many people who are here could therefore live but also the apprentices and their servants.
†††Everyone was exalted and thrilled when the magic knights announced that we're going to do the mock battles this very afternoon. We were instructed to follow them to the Castle Grounds in the middle of a city-like structure. In reality, this area is the widest of it all because it's where the enormous castle is positioned, and it has two massive stone steps that overtake you once you reach the fourth wall.
†††"She's a wand-bearer, and she's expected to do a lot of this kind.""Teleportati
†††Everyone from her party cried out as if they had already won a fight. There was a warm cheer from the Knights freshman since she was simply part of their division. When she finally got to the battle point, she lowered her head slightly and then prepared her long, sturdy-looking swords with a purple jewel at the bottom of her handle. Pomell said that these colours represent how intense the concentration of mana inside the gemstones.The only known magic stones in t
†††After the full set of armoured steel melted and covered her entire body, the massive tree monster began to move towards Cedany and swallowed her inside. Interestingly, the giant monster also seemed to be amalgamating with steel and slowly and gradually shrinking, as if giving it the same set of armour, but differently."Ha! I will definitely ask her what she calls that kind of spell!" Roe spoke enthusiastically.
†††While the cheers went a lot wilder than the time she ascended the platform. Everyone on the Mage Division team did not mind the loud clapping and cheering from the viewing audience when Thea suddenly and without warning placed her hand next to Cedany's body when she aptly called for her spell and yelled, "Mystical healing!""It's really great to have someone from the gemstone class to cast healing magic!" she said."Yeah! You should've seen her watching so worried sick about you!" Roe replied teasing Thea.Thea did not respond to his teasing, but Arabella eventually came up to us, removed her protruding silly hat, placed her hands on her hips, and officially started to grimace furiously towards Cedany."You are a fool, really. Changing your magic wand with that big sword? How could you possibly—?"Bella!—"Arabella turned her head and lifted her right hand to Pomell, who was attempting to stop her."I'm not done with—! Ugh. No matter how desperately you try to pretend to be a magic
Despite the nobles' seeming unjustified trepidation of the upcoming clash between the King and the audacious young man who rattled the throne room, people gathered in the most expansive royal courtyard ever.Although Archmage Varthos and General Damascus arrived in front of the King at the same point in time, they took turns greeting him. The elderly Archmage swiftly declared his purpose as they bowed slightly to show respect before proceeding to the small tent."Your Majesty," he whispered discreetly. "The offenders are on their way." The elderly appear to be delighted with what must be done with these pathetic people."Hmm. You appear to be pleased." The King flashed a smile. "Excellent." Looking intently at the young man holding a wooden staff. Thinking about how he kept
'Master, please utilize the spells I prepared for you,' Sprigg said, the last time he spoke to him telepathically. In conclusion, she has already considered this and is bracing herself for a confrontation with His Majesty, the King of Ardun. While he is probably still trying to recover from the breathtaking landscape of such an enchanting corridor covered with enormous paintings of people, he has been placed in a situation where he no longer has to retreat for his current life. This is a truly horrible fate, he thought. Why does he constantly wind up in this type of peril, he wondered. He gets to view the magnificent settings brought about by the miracles of magic, but a ridiculous manner of setting it off is eschewed. “Please tread cautiously, Archmage,” Eschel cautioned, astounded. Even though he is still bowing in the rear, Le
“Be thankful that this cultured one will demonstrate his strength to your helpless mortal. Wouldn't you agree that this new generation can provide so much from the ground up?” Declared the expanding shadow hovering just above the King's head as he gazed down at the lovely lady in a brown cloak. “All right, let's get started.” It paused and continued, nastily grinning, "King, take them all and have fun." “Coven of miasma,” the King stated quietly. A massive flood of black, tainted fog then attempted to envelop the whole throne hall. As it waded through every nook and corner, it liberated itself. From the perspective of a master, this is a daring and intelligent action. However, it was halted by an unknown force at the huge wooden door where the lovely lady and the young man were. It ceased dispersing as if it had chosen at random not to follow its conjurer.
†††It took a moment for everyone to shift their gazes from the aristocracy that had gathered only a breath away from the King's pedestal. These nobility fidgeted once more after the man behind Lemure's back in a long brown robe handed the present as an offering to the Knight near the General.This demonstrates that they may have liked the way in which he is behaving.Gifts are important and relevant for aristocracy, but they are not something to be praised for. Fortunately, this particular King did not consider gifting nobles to be necessary. Their attention was drawn mostly to the young man dressed modestly and the lady who was clearly not his lady in waiting.The old man with the hideous scar
†††If it is correct and accurate, seeking the right answer to all of my questions is guiding me from one destination to another. And, for that matter, I need to reconsider how I can devote my life to anything appropriate for this personal quest. Having said that, I'd really like to get rid of my doubts and believe everything they said.“...You are greater than the battle raging in our mind. Please be our guide.”It was the last thing I heard from Professor Strauss before a man in a brown shabby robe approached us and stood next to the doorway, bowing. I'm not sure what Professor meant by being a guide, but I know it has something to do with their task, and I'm right in the middle of it.“Pl
††† ‘What might have happened in his life in the wilderness that made him very much like this?' wondered the professor. Alas, he remembered reading a rhetorical study determining the unpredictable difficulty of any magical caster that holds such an enormous amount of power can also be explained by their emotions fueling their earnest magic; just like how they should be treated with caution and why must never be trifled with. Emotions are dangerous indeed, he thought at that time. “Aumier..” That, however, is not what is happening. Lemure, who has been sitting inside the carriage, has been experiencing numerous strong feelings and is unsure how to begin a dialogu
††† The Professor shared several stories, one after the other, and they all finished the same way. It was quite meaningless without the young man on the tier of Archmage who piqued his curiosity. This is only because the young man doesn't even want to ask questions about the story, and it is very awkward for him to go along with it. However one thing is certain: every now and then, he casts a look at Eschel, the young wizard the Professor claims to be his nephew as he tells his lived experiences. Nevertheless, Lemure who took precautions seems to be no longer on guard. “That’s after the fall of the Kingdom of Arcania, right?” The young wizard spoke enthusiastically to corroborate the story he had been giving attention to from the Professor ever since. He absolutely adored the deliberate manner in which this story was told. For a man to overcome his flaws and live through the ashes beneath his feet.
††† The room was filled up with hardship. Yes, for the lack of words, it is how I can describe it. Hardship is the one thing a person can only describe in front of such a crisis. Doubtful looks and cautious answers. Those were the behaviour on display. To be detailed yet not intruding; in other words, to be cautious in everything you say. Even for a while, Eschel, the young wizard, went through to inquire, peeping at the right moment to proceed. “Wasn't it something like that from the beginning?” “It was indeed like that.” “I have read that from the archives before and I can’t imagine how it was too much for a Kingdom to lose their face rather than lose the subjects. How can that be possible? In a face of danger, one shoul
†††"This has been lost a long time ago."I was thinking that if this were to strengthen my ties with them, then I'm not completely convinced and pleased that they're using my family to do something like this. His name, however, was not just a coincidence. Sure, there may be someone who could perhaps come up with names close to what we can use, but it's also a shame to continue to deny."Yes, perhaps that's true, but the day you disappeared. A majority of residents were gathered to participate in the rescue mission to take the time to look for two silly young boys who had been missing in the wilderness, but the only thing they had retrieved was the blade. Shortly afterward, seeing as the former Lord of Wilderfort had wasted a lot of time and resources, he eventually concluded that you both are al