Cedric The Sorcerer Novels & Stories

"Your mastery over elemental magic and your unwavering loyalty make you an ideal candidate. Will you join this quest?" Felicity, standing tall and resolute, stepped forward. "I will, Supreme Sorcerer. I shall serve our coven with all my power." Constantine nodded, then turned her gaze to Freya, a witch known for her unparalleled knowledge of ancient spells. "Freya, your expertise in ancient magic is unmatched. Will you lend your talents to this mission?" Freya, her expression one of fierce determination, stepped forward to join Felicity. "I pledge my abilities to our cause, Supreme Sorcerer."

There was an undeniable sense of grace and dignity in the way he moved as if every gesture carried the weight of centuries of wisdom. "Hello, Luna Jasmine. You must be surprised as to how I know you and how I am aware of your arrival. My name is Cedric, I am what you call a Wizard" His voice was strong and tone powerful for a man his age. As I sat in his presence, I couldn't help but feel a sense of reverence, wash over me. This was no ordinary man, I knew it. A wizard? That wasn't possible, wizards didn't exist. How could one be living in the eclipse pack without the triplet's knowledge?

My calm submission seemed to unnerve Cedric more than any violent protest. I had just packed the last ancient spellbook into my trunk when the door to my hideout was blasted open by a surge of dark magic. Cedric stood in the doorway, his crimson eyes were bloodshot, burning with a desperate rage. “What game are you playing?” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. His eyes raked over me, scrutinizing me from head to toe, as if trying to find a single crack in my facade.

He wasn’t expecting more from her anyway. “Tell me the news. Be quick with it.” Cedric cleared his throat ready to begin. “Back when your father destroyed Prestoria, according to the history there was said to be two guards pursuing the sorcerer and the child. They were able to kill the sorcerer but failed in taking care of the child. Only one of them made it back home because he found himself taken away from where he formerly was to another place he did not know.

I make a wrong turn from the path made for us and I hear a distant crackling, like fire burning. Despite myself, I walk towards the sound stealthily. Then I see him. Alpha Henry, a ball of fire in his hand, he throws it at a small tree and the fire is quickly replaced in his hand without any sticks burning like magic. Then I hear a voice first, before seeing Cedric beside him.

Esco, Aeolous and Aiden is battling against each other, far from us. I created hundreds of light swords and hit the other mages with it. I created thousands of balls of light but I generated it from their backs, it was on their blind spot. Each of my ball of lights hit them. Some was already on their knees and some was still barely holding on. I made another spell that’s more powerful than the first one that I did. I created a spell on the ground, covering the whole battle athe rea and the lights coming from ground is draining their magic.

His eyebrows raise, “Oh, I thought you would have people in your human world you call Tricksters.” “Unless you’re talking about Loki, then no.” “What’s a Loki?” Gecko interrupts. “Uh, a non...person, don’t worry about it.” Corvu clears his throat and leans up when he answers, “A Trickster is someone, usually of Elf relation, born of magic that’s known to drag a curse along with them wherever they go. We’re apparently bad luck and because of that we’re usually tormented as children, by the time we’re older we usually hate everyone and everything so Tricksters are widely known as the worst Daemonaria to put your trust into.” He finishes with a wicked snicker. It was a lot to take in but I coul

Cedric's POV The club was packed , it was not my scene but I had to be where he was. I wanted to see him up close and maybe even have a conversation with him. He sat with important people far from other people. The general kind. I followed him and never lost sight of him.I think instinct told him he was being watched. I think it became too much because he called in a few guys to beef up security but that didn't stop me. I wasn't going to touch him. I just wanted to look at him. He was a beautiful man, I must confess. I knew he was the one the day I laid eyes on him.

"I'm here to seek guidance from you, Mr. Everglade." In my previous life, Cedric was admitted into the Royal Magic Research Institute. He was known as the most knowledgeable person in Northia. In the beginning, he assumed that I was just asking his advice as an excuse for something else, so he was very half-hearted with his explanations. When I pointed out exactly which steps in the derivative process I was confused about, he finally realized that I was really serious about studying and started taking things seriously. He was very pleased that, scholars aside, there was finally a noblewoman willing to study in this region.

"Of course. You must be careful. They must be looking for the Grail of Immortality and Youth that disappeared a long time ago and I don't think they've ever performed a ritual with it. While they only have the chalice of flames." The chalice of Immortality, that's what was kept in the secret room. Chaz was right, those mystical grails were indeed the most sacred objects for the black magic world. Elgar and Kathleen began to prepare everything before heading to the witches' hideout. Kathleen is very good at making potions, and I didn't expect her to find such a deadly poison. I guess they really wanted to use their abilities to do good. "Do you trust them now?" I asked Alden as the two of the