As the morning sun peeked through the windows, I turned to the old man with a mix of curiosity and awe. "Tell me more about that tower," I urged, my voice laced with anticipation.The old man's eyes sparkled with pride as he began to speak. "Ah, the Ancient Tower!" His voice boomed, echoing through the room. "That magnificent structure is our guardian, our shield against the terrors that lurk in the forest. It's said to be capable of felling even a B-rank monster with a single, mighty blow!"I couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder. "The Ancient Tower?" I repeated, my tone laced with doubt. "I never would have imagined such a marvel existed in a humble village like yours."The old man's face creased into a warm smile. "Yes, my young friend. That tower has stood watch over our village for nigh on ten years now. It was a blessing from the Blue Magic Tower, which expanded its domain and offered its protection to the surrounding villages and towns. Of course, we pay our taxes in gratitu
Sia's decision to join the Blue Tower was driven by her desire to conduct research on a mysterious stone tablet. As a unique blend of celestial and human heritage, her father, who had wed her mother, a mage affiliated with the Blue Tower, added to her intrigue. Despite numerous discussions within the Tower about the enigmatic stone tablet's history, even the founder of the adventurer association, with all its vast connections, failed to unravel its secrets.Some of Sia's older family members even speculated that the stone tablet was not constructed by the Blue Tower; rather, the Tower had established its realm around it. Interestingly, the language inscribed on the tablet was the common tongue spoken in the empire.{Unveiling the Enigma of Magic}With just a handful of words, Sia couldn't shake off the weight settling in her heart. For mages, unlocking the secrets of powerful magic was their ultimate quest, overshadowing all other pursuits.According to the numerous mages and scholar
I just wanted to test Roland’s ability to track down people, I don’t actually would want him to fight off against Zikk. Although Roland has improved a lot, he is still a far cry away from reaching Zikk’s power levels. "Emmanuel, Lily, and Theo!" I called out, my voice resonating with authority and expectation."Yes, my lord," they replied in unison, their voices tinged with a mix of reverence and nervousness."Have you etched the intricate patterns of the magic circle into your minds?" I thundered, my words carrying a weight of urgency and intensity.The trio of young apprentices shrank back slightly, their hands instinctively finding refuge behind their backs, a gesture of respect and readiness. Their eyes, wide with a blend of determination and apprehension, locked onto mine, unable to form words under the weight of my gaze.Silence enveloped us, thick with the unspoken challenge and the unyielding demand for perfection in their training. A chuckle escaped my lips as I observed t
"We'll be back by evening!" they chorused, their voices filled with gratitude and excitement, as they set out to experience the wonders of Sapphire City.Roland, a muscular man, stood before me with a determined gaze. His words echoed with unwavering loyalty, "I will follow you, My lord." Yet, as he spoke, a subtle tremor betrayed his nerves, hinting at the weight of his decision.I observed him closely, noting the contrast between his imposing physique and his apparent disinterest in the arcane arts. Unlike the three young apprentices, Roland seemed drawn to a different path, one that resonated with my own summon, Dray. It was as if these muscular souls shared an unspoken kinship, a bond forged through their shared preference for physical prowess over magical might.A chuckle escaped my lips as I contemplated the irony of their similarities."Roland, have you no desire to explore this enchanting city?" I inquired, my voice tinged with excitement at the magical possibilities that surr
As the children immersed themselves in their scholarly discussion, unaware of their surroundings, a presence materialized behind them, drawn by their intense focus and the intriguing objects they examined.A gentle, feminine voice broke the children's concentration, causing them to start in surprise. "Children," the voice spoke, and the trio realized with a jolt that someone had silently approached them.Instinctively, they scurried away, putting a few meters between themselves and the mysterious figure. Lily, her voice tinged with indignation, pointed an accusing finger at the newcomer. "You stalker!" she cried out.Undeterred, the figure spoke once more, and to the children's astonishment, it materialized beside them once again. "May I take a look at that?" the voice inquired, its tone polite and curious.The trio found themselves confronted by this enigmatic presence, unsure of how to respond to such a direct request. The figure's ability to seemingly teleport had left them unnerve
"Who... who drew this magic circle?" she demanded, her voice trembling with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. The children's efforts to break free from the ice proved futile, and after a few minutes of struggle, they gazed at each other with a mixture of frustration and resignation. The lady's attention, however, remained fixed on the scroll, her eyes shining with an unbridled excitement."Tell me!" she demanded, her voice rising in anticipation. "Who drew this magic circle?" The scroll now held mere inches from Emmanuel's face, seemed to be the focal point of her entire being.The woman's words were cut short as her eyes widened in stunned disbelief. While her focus had been entirely consumed by the captivating magic scroll, Emmanuel had seized the opportunity to take decisive action.In a swift, unexpected move, the young boy had snatched the scroll with his mouth, and before the woman could react, he had swallowed it whole, the precious artefact disappearing down his throat
The children, trapped and powerless, could only watch in horror as their brother's blood stained the ground, their own bodies still held in the grip of the invisible force that rendered them immobile"Maybe I should have aimed for the thigh, that might be more painful, right?" Lucifer mused aloud, his voice dripping with a cold, calculating detachment. He was just about to unleash another spell when he sensed a subtle disturbance in the mana surrounding him."Ah, little sister, you've really become proficient in magic," he said, his tone tinged with a mixture of surprise and admiration. "It didn't take more than a few minutes to break free from an A-rank spell. At this rate, won't you surpass me soon?" Lucifer's chuckle was a menacing, mirthless sound that sent shivers down the spines of the children.But before he could continue, a voice cut through the air, its tone a stark contrast to Lucifer's cold, calculating demeanor. "Stop right now!" Sia's face was a picture of fury, her eyes
"I will make whoever did this to you pay, it doesn't matter who he is," I said, my voice calm and resolute, as I gazed at Emmanuel and the two children.Emmanuel, still shaken by the events, began to recount the full story, his words tumbling out in a rush of emotion. As he spoke, I listened intently, my anger and frustration growing with each passing moment.Oh, how I longed to lay my hands on the perpetrator and make him suffer. I would ensure that he begged for mercy, that he would wish for death itself to end his torment.But I knew I had to keep my emotions in check. My demonic aura, sensing my turmoil, began to stir, threatening to break free from its restraints. I focused my will, drawing upon the demonic power that lay within me. Slowly, I managed to regain control, the dark energy receding back into the depths of my being."A mage, you said, with silver hair, silver brows, and even silver eyes?" I muttered to myself, my mind racing with the description. It was a peculiar comb