Romans & histoires Magic Emperor 188

Heat crept into my face. “I hate how the two of you notice everything.” Magnus took another sip of his tea. “You’ll hate it even more after today’s lesson.” Before I could ask what he meant, the large doors opened once again and Valerian walked inside. The old Archmage carried three enormous books stacked so high in his arms that I could barely see his face behind them. Dust floated into the air with every step he took. He reached the table and dropped all three books directly in front of me. The loud thud echoed through the dining hall.

The air between them literally sparked, the golden fire of Dante’s Alpha aura violently clashing against the suffocating, pulsing red blood-magic of the Emperor. Valerius didn’t draw a sword, not even once. He didn’t need one, at all. The Emperor lifted his massive obsidian-plated hand. A thick , whip like tendril of dark red energy shot out, fast as a bullet. Dante moved, dodged, and the tendril sliced through the space where his head had been a heartbeat ago, carving a deep, smoking trench into the cliffside behind us.

The student body went into applause. “Any question?” Chloe asked “What was behind the name Empire?” Cami was the person to ask the question. Yes Cami was still in school, she was still a grade away from graduating high school. “That is a great question. Empire was the name of my late Godmother; I owe her a lot so I named everything I own after her.” Chloe replied with a smile

said Casser. Leita nodded in agreement while Neto shrugged and drank his wine. There was a short silence and everyone took another spoonful of their food Casser glanced surreptitiously at Wen and Eldion who were still quietly eating their food and hearing everything that was being said. Casser spoke, tapping his fingers on the table. "So, looks like the Emperor now has himself a new pearl in his collection of magical objects!" "I wouldn't say that," said Leita. "Why not?" asked Casser.

"The Emperor of Corceigea Empire, Leonardo Kartan Crossus." Finesia flinched a bit as her lips parted, she doesn't know what Jeneva is talking about. Hearing Leonardo's name from someone's mouth makes her envious, it feels something wrong deep inside her. "I don't exactly understand, who is this Emperor you're talking about?" she asked. Jeneva trembles just by saying the Emperor's name. "The Emperor who fought the Divine Dragon alone in Grisaia and tamed it. He's not just a powerful man but an immortal born from a Goddess's blood."