Memphis was now seven years. It had been two years after his Awakening ceremony and since then he had improved by leaps and bounds. Unlike other nobles who were wasting their time on social parties and splurging family wealth, Memphis was always indoors training and cultivating. Had it not been for his mother sometimes making him visit Ralph and go around the capital, he wouldn't have stepped foot out of the house. Due to this, all the maids, servants and guards respected Memphis because he wasn't a wastrel or snobbish young master. Memphis had kept up his strict training regimen and his body had developed very well. His body was now very strong and to his surprise he noticed that the stronger his body got, the more he was able to use magic freely without any hitch. His muscles had developed and his stomach had smoothed out, showing signs of hard abs. Memphis had long decided to incorporate some boxing and martial arts into his regimen too. Thus he had stopped attacking the training
For Mages, especially those of Noble birth who started early on the path of magic at the tender age of five, the time they broke through to become Advanced mages ranged from five to seven years so by the time they became Intermediate mages, they would be 10 to 12 years old. One was considered a genius if made it into the Intermediate level at the age of 10.On the other hand, normal mages who begun their journey at the ages of 10 and 11 normally became Intermediate Mages at 15 to 18 years. There were some though who broke through far earlier or later.Memphis was cultivating in the family cultivation room as he always did but he sensed something different these past few weeks. His elements were growing further apart and they were all pulsating with energy, showing signs of instability and restlessness. Memphis had read and knew it was a natural occurrence when one was about to breakthrough so he wasn't worried. It would be a great shock though if he managed to become an Intermediate m
Mages most often formed spells for their use. Even though technically, mages could create spells, only a select few could create spells of a higher level. Most Noble families had their trademark spells which were destructive spells made by powerful mages in their family. Creating spells at a young age or level and even above one's level was unheard off. That was why Memphis' uncles were shocked when he created an Intermediate spell when he was only a Beginner Mage.Spell creation is a delicate process so the Mage had to have a clear idea of what spell he was going to create. In spell creation, there were many trials and errors as the Mage had to deliberately construct his mana and magic in the shape of his spell to bring it out. Of all the forms of spell creation, creating spells of one element was the easiest while combining two or more elements was the hardest. This was the reason why mages with two or more elements had an edge over those with one element because spells which are fo
Memphis had now become nine years old. Apart from meeting Ralph and going round the city with his family, Memphis rarely came out of the Lerain family mansion. His second bedrooms were the cultivation room and training area. That was where one would always find him. Irias Lerain sat behind his desk reading a letter he had received. The letter was from the King of the Daris kingdom. He wanted to meet all the Noble families in the kingdom apparently to discuss an urgent issue and also allow their kids to meet each other and interact as they would be taking over from their parents and would need to foster good relationships when they grew up. This event was going to be held in the Jade Pavillion in the royal palace. Irias was pleased as this would allow Memphis to at least meet other young nobles of his age and form good relationships as he had become more like a recluse. Had it not been for them dragging him out sometimes for parties and gatherings, he probably wouldn't know the capita
The Lerains were the last to arrive so after a few minutes of socializing, all the adults withdrew into the inner room of the Jade Pavillion which was sealed with soundproof spells to prevent eavesdropping, leaving the kids alone in the big room.There were seats available so all of them took a seat. The king had a small throne in the room which he promptly sat on. Beside him was his right hand man, Stefan, a powerful mage. There were murmurs as the nobles present all were speculating on the issue which had forced the king to summon all of them to gather here."Nobles present and ministers, as we all know, many promising mages are being abducted from most kingdoms with our kingdom not being an exception. Before I elaborate further, I have good news and bad news for all of you," said King Muriel, looking around with all seriousness. King Muriel was a tall man with a handsome face and blonde hair. He had the elements of Air, Lightning,Water and Blood and bone element, having a gold Affi
The servants sensed the intent to fight in the air but did nothing. They would not interfere till things were about to go out of hand. After all, they were expecting an occurrence like this. There had never been a time where nobles had met and a fight hadn't occurred. Their only surprise was that it had taken this long. They moved out to watch the battle silently. Outside, the sky was a dark blue with twinkling stars and a crescent moon. The noble kids had grouped in front of the Jade Palace, eager to spectate the duel. Memphis and Claud stood fifty meters apart, looking fiercely at each other. "Who is going to be the referee?" asked Catherine, looking at the servants who were standing behind. "I will," volunteered an elderly servant. His elderly looks were just a guide as he was a peak Epic Mage! "Very good, then let's begin," said Catherine, turning around. The elderly servant walked forward and stood in between Memphis and Claud. "Go all out. Battle ends when I deem it fit, one of
"Is this all you got Claud? Pathetic," scoffed Memphis. Playtime was over, it was time to give Claud a taste of true fire!••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••Back in the inner room, the nobles were wrapping up with their discussions. Reluctantly, they agreed to allow their kids to attend the magic school when they turned twelve. Andrew West, the head of the Daris Royal Academy spoke again. "Honourable nobles, please be reminded that even though in terms of accommodation and protection, that of your kids will be better than that of others, hey will have to work hard and compete with each other for resources. Due to this change, we have restructured our magic educational system for all the schools so that we can bring out the best in the kids. This means that your kids will have to take a compulsory entrance test to determine their resources," Andrew West sat down.Some of the nobles were displeased with this new change but they couldn't complain as they
Memphis returned home from the event with his father and grandfather in the carriage. "Hahahahahaha!! that was a good one boy! You sure gave that arrogant firehead a seizure!" roared Arius Lerain in laughter. His son also joined him and very soon the carriage was filled with boisterous laughter. "You've really improved Memphis, I'm proud of you. When we arrive home, I'll give you a gift," said Arius Lerain, patting Memphis' back. "Okay Grandfather," Memphis replied with a smile.They finally passed through the gates of the Lerain mansion.••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••Back in a certain noble house, a red haired boy was being whipped by his father. "No more father! Please! I beg you, it won't happen again! Have mercy, no, stop please, arrgh! father!" Claud cried and grovelled on the ground with tears and snot covering his face. His father ignored his cries and continued to whip him with the red whip in his hands. "How dare you disgrace me! Do you kn