The Story of The Phoenix Knight

Sunny Row Street.

In his room, Kiran immediately closed the bed curtain. He keeps himself apart as if there is a world of his own – unrelated to Dante and Milo. Kiran flipped through the Copy of the basics of Magic and Illusion that he had borrowed earlier. Soon...

"Huff. These are all mere theories and histories." Kiran was disappointed. Will the book he borrowed just now? But the sadness was short-lived.

His concentration was diverted to the Spirit Summoning Copy, the book he memorized with Ai's intelligence, stored in his mind's memory. Kiran closed his eyes, and his mind explored, opening sheet by sheet, all the records of Spirit Summoning Art in his mind – the library of minds.

Some time passed. Suddenly, Kiran's eyes opened. His face turned ecstatic.

"It is a wonderful book. Despite the many deceptions and puzzles in the Copy, it is fortunate that intelligence is able to change the contents of the book and present again a correct and applicable writing."

Kiran was happy. He seemed to find one treasure after his mind re-read all the records in his memory. Kiran's memory has now changed to resemble modern-day AI technology, which can capture hidden things in the note. Then process it into a new formula.

"Tomorrow I will pay a visit to Alphaworks!" Kiran was excited. Alphaworks is a black market that sells magic user materials and necessities, famous among sorcerers and students of the Institute. He heard the information from Lila and Kenjiro during a conversation.

He fell asleep afterwards. Meanwhile, when Kiran was asleep, two roommates whispered to each other. Dante and Milo already dislike Kiran's attitude, which they consider too rash. The two were happier when Kiran shut herself in bed, closed the curtains and assumed the child was not in their room.

"Let the strange child shut himself up. Perhaps he was trying a new magic technique while practicing alone." Dante's face was scornful.

"The boy is too confident. He thought he would win, in a magical battle against a Pyromancer in the arena later." Milo looked at Kiran's bed contemptuously.

They never expected it. Kiran is indeed planning something big, which will surprise everyone.

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The Sun is shining warmly, and the sound of canaries chirping melodiously, perching from branch to branch, in the Forest Mini Institute. Cedar trees broadcast a distinctive fragrance, and artificial lakes full of wild geese swim. Today is a beautiful day. Today is the weekend, a holiday for all students in the Institute.

After a whole week of study, crammed with complicated magic theories and practices, not to mention the activities in the painting club that drain concentration, this morning, Kiran and three friends took a leisurely walk enjoying the beauty of Shanggu City. The Institute's students marched out of the dormitories, flooding the Alphaworks Market, a market exclusively for sorcerers and aspiring wizards.

In the Alphaworks Market, in the food and beverage sales section,

"Let's enjoy ice cream at Lettuce Eat! I want to taste Neapolitan-flavoured Ice Cream. I heard that the store is the best in Shanggu City." Lila pointed to one shop; the building was colourful. In front of the shop are posters with pictures of various ice cream and snacks.

"I want to taste Cherry Garcia," Chen said.

"And I chose the Pistachio flavor, two scoops I think are enough. Let me treat you all." Kenjiro said.

"Please mention the taste you want, and let me pay – Kiran." Kenjiro looked back; he looked for Kiran's whereabouts

No one realized. All this time, Kiran had glanced and memorized one narrow street, which on the street sign read 'Sunny Row Street, ' a narrow and deserted street. Kiran's concentration broke after that.

"It's a mysterious place Lila told me about." Kiran inner. And Kiran slipped away when all the kids were busy choosing the flavour of ice cream by looking at the pictures on display.

Kiran walked steadily, alone, into that deserted Sunny Row Street. His steps remained down that quiet street.

"It's really surprising. The average shop in this quiet aisle, all look gloomy. The building seems to be deliberately left unmaintained." Kiran thought to herself.

He found that some buildings were almost hollow out of the walls of his shop but left alone. Natural but gloomy. Although the Sun was shining brightly, Sunny Row Street looked gloomy. Kiran needs clarification. He couldn't decide which shop to go to. There are more than fifty similar shops, and all are squeezed together along the street.

"All the Shops seem to sell similar items. Artifacts and magic objects." Kiran Inner

A half-old, perhaps 40-year-old man stares at Kiran from behind the glass of his storefront. Kiran tried to look relaxed, but the man's eyes felt intimidating. For some reason, wanting to feel like he was back, he ran from the alley called Sunny Row Street. Kiran was just about to leave Sunny Row suddenly the man's voice called out to her.

"There is no need to be afraid of young people. Let's visit the Hexes and Jinxes Store. All the necessities you need: magic potions, magical items, and magic tools, including magic crystals, gemstones, and ancient artefacts, are available in our shop.

Mr Ghali Bikri will gladly serve you" The man's voice was kindly sounded. In contrast to his gaze, that didn't feel very safe to Kiran's mind.

Kiran was persuaded. He stopped his footsteps, which would leave Sunny Row Street. Now bravely, he turned and walked to the Hexes and Jinxes store, where Ghali Bikri was standing – whose face turned out to be friendly. Ghali Bikri was a merchant, a Gypsy, who liked fortune-telling and travelling. Although his face is hard, he is very friendly.

"Are you selling the goods a Summoner needs, for spirit summoning rituals?" Kiran asked cautiously.

"Give me the list you want, and let Mr. Ghali figure it out. Whether or not the items you need are in our Hexes and Jinxes Store." Ghali Bakri replied, staying friendly.

But instantly, his face changed when he read the name of the item the boy offered on the paper. The friendliness on the face replaced the severe expression.

"Moonlily flowers that only bloom on full moon nights. The fragrance has magical powers for spirit summoning. And the candle of worship as a catalyst tool of summoning. Hm." Ghali's forehead wrinkled. But he continued to read a copy of the boy's order.

"Fragrant Leaf plant roots, the roots of fragrant leafy tropical plants that can only be harvested from hidden forests." Ghali then raised his head. He looked at Kiran fixedly.

There was a minute of the two staring at each other. Kiran stared back, trying not to look nervous. , Afterwards, the man asked. His voice was soft; he tried not to scare Kiran.

"Young man. Are you sure you will buy all of this? These are the necessary ingredients in elaborate rituals, the summoning of spirits from another world. I think your ability hasn't reached the limit of summoning spirits, right?" Ghali asked probingly.

While Kiran, his chest was pounding. He didn't want his secret to be revealed. He will perform the summoning ritual later. There are rules prohibiting the practice of witchcraft for minors who are not yet proficient in performing the ritual but shop for ritual materials.

Kiran replied, trying to play.

"Actually, these materials are not for my own use. Master, of course, sees, right? I am not yet worthy of performing the spirit summoning ritual. All these materials are needed by a group of prospective wizard students, in order to practice at the Magentum Institute students' Magic Club. I am the member assigned the task of purchasing all these supplies."

Kiran lied. In a lifetime, he has only done this deed once. If only Jasper's face is not imagined, especially the ridicule of the entire Institute he receives, Kiran would not step foot on Sunny Row Street if he lost later.

"This place is too thick with black magic and use." Kiran prayed silently; he hoped that Lord Tempestia would forgive his lies and give Mr Ghali a generous heart to sell all the needed materials.

Fortunately, Ghali, the shop owner, just shrugged. Afterwards, he entered a small room at the back of the shop then met Kiran fifteen minutes later. Complete with a small cloth bag; it contains the necessities Kiran needs.

"Moonlily Flower, the roots of the Fragrant Leaf plant and the Candle of Worship are all complete in that bag.

All for 2 silver coins." Ghali's voice sounded flat; he showed the contents of the cloth bag.

Kiran's heart choked. 2 silver coins were a considerable sum. That amount is almost equivalent to the monthly salary the Institute gives each student. Luckily, Kiran has a deposit, a provision of savings given by Kora Wang, his mother.

To quickly leave the Hexes and Jinxes Store, as well as to avoid Ghali Bikri's suspicion, Kiran paid without bargaining.

"Please count Back, and give me the bag." Kiran said hurriedly, grabbing the cloth bag containing all his necessities. He also left quickly.

Kiran walked quickly to leave Sunny Row Street.

He didn't even heed when Ghali Bikri could say the words, just now when he was still on the doorstep of Hexes and Jinxes.

"Don't you need a summoning spell, young man? Such ritual material will not work, if it is not accompanied by a powerful spell." Ghali shouted softly.

Kiran shook his head; he walked quickly, not wanting his secret to be revealed. Of course, things will be exciting if only discovered. A first grader, who could not yet know anything about magic, had to lance performing a spirit summoning ritual.

But no one knows. Kiran was very enthusiastic and excited.

"I will summon the spirit of an illusionist, a powerful wizard spirit, who will directly guide me to learn the illusion technique.

Moreover... What is the spirit summoning spell sold in the store like just now?" Ai Kiran's intelligence has found a hidden spell within the line of words in the Copy of Spirit Summoning Art he recorded in his mind.

"It must be a powerful spell." Kiran's inner self is confident.

Kiran's laughter in his heart. When Lettuce Eat – the ice cream shop, is in sight, he still has to make up a story to convince his friends.

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