"What the—?!"
Mariana pinched herself in the arms to check if she was still asleep, but she clearly felt the pain and realized that she was wide awake.
Waves of students from the three towers had scattered on almost every nook and cranny of Arcanus' Center Grounds. This place, located in the middle of the three towers, was usually peaceful and orderly as most of the students who went there had their lunches or did their training while in the area. However, at that moment, Mariana saw the students present were currently focused on something else.
"We are looking for an earth mage to join our Triad!"
"Any demonologists around?"
"We need a priest! Priest, anyone?!"
Mariana wandered her eyes to read the placards these students were also holding and raising in the air. The words written in their signs were all asking for the same thing: an invitation to join as a member of their Triad.
Mariana's blood was pumping. She couldn't help
“Mariana, where are you?” Marina called. The sun had reached its zenith when Marina noticed that her sweet granddaughter had disappeared. ‘Where did that child go?’ They were just about to hang their finished laundry outside and it’s the perfect time to do it. Naturally, she knew Mariana couldn’t reach the clothesline since she’s only seven. However, her old bones wouldn’t allow her to do the work anymore. So she needed her to lean down to fetch the clothes inside the basin, and hand them to her so that she could finish the work. “Dear? Come out now, grandma needs help,” she yelled. With her carried basin, she decided to look for the girl in their backyard. Their house was not that big. They also do not have a second floor. Their yard, however, was quite spacious. Only a few families are unfortun
“88, 99, 100! There, all done!” Mariana stretched to relax her weary arms. “Now what was I supposed to do again after this, Marcus?” Mariana called the man in front of her, who was currently writing on his ledger. “Mariana!” Marcus yelled without turning around, then he sighed. He raised from his desk and approached Mariana. “Come on, Mariana. How many times should I tell you not to call me when I’m computing something? Now I have to count this again later...” “Oh right! I’m sorry,” Mariana said guiltily. Marcus complained about this all the time, but Mariana just couldn’t remember. “You shouldn’t say sorry anymore if it’s going to happen again...” He sighed again. Mariana couldn’t say anything
‘Should I bring these?’ Mariana rubbed her chin, pondering whether she’d bring the books her Grandma gave when she became interested in magic. ‘These books were owned by your grandpa before, but now it’ll be yours. Come, I’ll teach you how to read...’ the voice of Mariana’s Grandma replayed in her head. She used to hate those lessons. Now, she’d do anything for it to happen again. “Okaaay, to the suitcase you all go.” Mariana proceeded to pick the clothes she’d be bringing. Arcanus was the culmination of the five great races’ treaty. Mariana had learned before that the elves, dwarves, sirens, and dragons were at war with each other hundreds of years ago. It only ended when the Great Goddess Invidia created the human race and brought pea
“[Kindle].” The spell manifested from the tip of his index finger. With it, he lit the wood he gathered and watched it burn — a perfect campfire. For now, he had no tasks left, so he grabbed this chance to catch his breath. He sat down next to the fire and glanced at the unconscious girl he happened to save. He observed her exposed figure and noticed that she seemed young — around the same age as him. However, he was sure she had no battle experience as she just completely surrendered to the bandits who tried to mug her. Hopefully, she did not develop a trauma. He observed her some more. He spotted the soft blue glow emanating from her right hand’s ring finger — a water ring. She’s wearing a white long-sleeved linen dress, which appeared well-taken care of despite looking old. She topped it with a brown woolen sweater. Her clothing suggests that sh
The chirp of insects woke Mariana from her light slumber the next morning. After checking if there's any danger through her morning routine, she figured it was safe, so Mariana started packing her things back into her suitcase. Mariana checked if she dropped anything when she caught in the side of her eyes that Ignis was still on the ground, dozing off. 'Not an early riser, huh?' Mariana lightly tapped his shoulders several times. "Hey, Sir Ignis. It's morning already, I guess you should wake up." Surprisingly, that was all it took to wake him. He soon put all his things back in his magic pouch, which made Mariana feel envious. 'Oh, someday I will have one of those.' "Thanks…" he said.
"Come on, Sir Ignis. It wouldn't hurt if you tell me, you know?" said Mariana. Mariana had been bugging Ignis about how he became a fire mage for about half an hour ever since she witnessed him cast a fire spell. She — of course — failed miserably. She couldn't even annoy him, hoping that he'd accidentally spill the beans. The only moment Mariana somehow made her face twitch was when he answered her "no comment." 'What a tough nut…' It was already noon, and Mariana and Ignis were still on the road. They were lucky that sparse trees covered the road they were traversing. Mariana, however, couldn't understand why — despite the intense heat — Ignis never once took off his robe. Talk about sheer determination, or at least that was what Mariana thought. She just couldn't put herself in his shoes, no matter how hard she imagined.
“Are we… there yet? I’m so tired. My legs are giving up,” Mariana said, she bellowed an exhausted sigh. “You have a mount, remember?…” Ignis shook his head. “Right…” she mumbled. Mariana was beet red when she silently hopped on her donkey and never said another word. Four hours. Mariana never stopped talking for the past four hours. If they happened to be lost now, Ignis would definitely lose my cool and blame it all on her. Ignis never really had a map with him, so he was just traveling based on the previous stories the Lady of Sickle Island, the kind mistress who took him in, told him when he was young. She said that Sickle island, where Ignis and she lived, was located southwest of Paradis. To go to the closest human dwelling, Ignis must travel south from the island and cross a sma
Wider roads, tightly packed brick houses, numerous horse-drawn carriages, colorful stalls, beautiful decorations, cheerful people walking and running about: are all these real, or am I still asleep somewhere? Mariana thought.Mariana bit her tongue to check. She instantly regretted it."This is real! I'm really in Magna City. Oh, yes!" Mariana threw her fist in the air merrily.There's so much stuff Mariana wanted to explore here, but she was not sure where to start."Should I try the food from that stall or should I check out that magic shop? Ooh, I can't decide!""Why don't you try everything, young lady? You'll see more amusing and wonderful items in the marketplace," Robert said, all smiles.'Oops. I totally forgot about him. I thought he'd leave us once he got inside.'"I thought you already went on your way. We a