Have you got any idea how hard it is to make that band?” Althea lectured her nephew. “And here you tell me you just lost one?! I was planning to boost it up for you after the tournament!” “Sorry, but I was in quite a predicament, see, there was this Driad lady called Denison, and she was really though!” “Denison? You went against Denison?” “You know her?” “She used to be part of the Magic Division. She went to the Military after finishing her studies in Magic Flora. Did you win?” “Yes!” Dorin said proudly. “But she was able to break my token as well, so I guess it was a tie, though she did lose consciousness...” Dorin fell quiet, lost in thought. “She was very pretty,” he added. “Ho! Don’t tell me you have a crush on her?” his aunt teased him. “I-I just think she’s very pretty...” Dorin replied, his face turning red. “Her hair was green, and so were her eyes... just like mother’s.” “Ugh, there you go again with your mot
“Dagon want outside! With Daa, outside!” “No, you have to stay here while I go for kitchen duty! I’ll be busy there, I won’t be able to look after you!” Johan told his stubborn son. “But this room, boring! TV boring! Fridge boring! Dagon want outside!” “And I said you can’t come! I can’t just let you run around the kitchen while we work!” “Ready to go yet?” Dorin asked. Seb was still sleeping in his room, while Azra was eating pancakes in front of a bewildered Benette. “I-if you don’t mind, I can come with you and look after him while you work,” Benette suggested with a soft voice. “Hmm. That sounds good. You sure you’re fine with it?” Johan asked, already tired of all the nagging. “Can I come too?” Azra asks. “I can help look after Dagon.” “Ask Seb first,” said Dorin. Azra quickly ran to Seb’s room and came back later with a smile. “My leige said it’s okay as long as I stay as a b
Dorin and Johan sat in the middle of a room, surrounded by other students who seem to be watching them closely. “Isn’t that Dorin Silvius? The one they said blew up the dorm kitchen?” said one whispered voice. “And that bald red-head is Johan, he melted the Magic Proficiency Examination room and fried the judges when they threatened to seal his power!” Johan turned around to face the hushed voices with a frown. “Who the hell said I fried them?!” he snapped at the students at the back. Dorin simply laughed by his side. “You’re really famous, Johan!” he told his companion. “As if you aren’t?” Johan frowned at him. “You’re the one who called that lightning bolt that caused the power shortage that day!” “That’s right!” the other students mumbled amongst themselves. “He can control lightning – a second-level element!” “I can’t, actually, that’s why I need my charms, see?” said Dorin who faced the area where he heard the comment. He then pulled his uniform up, along with his undersh
Dupont watched as Cohen left the room with the rest of the class and noticed that Dorin and Johan were still in their seats.“Do you have any more questions for me today?” he asked the two young mages.“I’m at element number eight,” said Dorin.“I’m just waiting for him to close his book,” said Johan.“I had no idea that elements look so different up close!” Dorin added, “I’ve never actually thought of looking at them at this ‘atomic level’ you speak of...”“That’s because the books you have been reading were quite outdated,” said the professor. “There have been much advancement in science in the past centuries, and this class can help you learn all about them.”“But don’t this stuff just complicate things?” Johan asked. “At the mines, we just look at the rock and we can tell if there&
Xander took out a metal dragon from within his inner pocket to look at it once more. He turned it over in his hand and stared at the intricate pattern that made its scales.“Prince Alexander, the class is about to end, and yet it seems like you haven’t heard a single word from your professor,” said Mordecai who sat to his right.“I just noticed,” Xander replied, ignoring his comment. “Dorin works on metal by thinning it out and striking it at one side, like stamping on a sheet of tin.”“Mm... I guess he doesn’t actually manipulate the metal then,” Mordecai answered absentmindedly.“Johan, on the other hand, melts the metal and changes its shape with his magic. The trait of a true metal master.”“As there is no doubt, he is.”“So... is Dorin really the Golden child we are looking for?” he said thoughtfully.“I believe he simply hasn&rs
“Why don’t we do some drills on our own?”Upon, saying this, the young prince stood straight and clapped his hands a couple of times to catch the rest of the class’ attention.“My fellow students, since our instructor is not here to guide us today, why not do some drills like he told us to?” he said with the confident air which befits a member of the royal family.“I suggest a friendly competition between comrades, to test our defensive skills when it comes to combat.”“What do you propose, Prince Alexander?” an older looking student from the military department asked respectfully.“In a real battle, we could never really tell what kind of attack would hit us, so I propose that we have a small drill to see if we can successfully defend against different types of elemental magic by countering it with the opposite element.”“Oh, sounds interesting!” Dorin said
"Hey! No fair, using people as weapons!” Dorin frowned at the medic.“But in a real fight, isn’t this quite normal?” Mordecai replied with a smile. “The power over life is part of the 12 elements, and mind control, after all, is one of my skills.”‘And these weak-willed men are nothing but weapons to us strong mages.’Dorin stared at Mordecai whose lips still showed a tight smile. The medic was talking to him telepathically!“Then am I allowed to hurt the other students?” Dorin asked as two more students lounged at him.‘It is up to you.’ Mordecai kept smiling. The rest of the onlookers moved away after hearing what Dorin said. ‘You can always do the same and control these weaklings to defeat me.’“I’m afraid I don’t know how to do that, but I can do this instead.”Dorin’s eyes widened. Mordecai
Chapter 93 Dorin rushed towards Mordecai with a mad grin. He had always loved fighting. It was the one thing he does where he can let everything lose. Especially when he’s fighting strong opponents. It was also the one thing that his Mother has always praised about him. Not his lessons. Not the spells he could easily understand and remember. Not the crafts he tried gifting her with when he was still a child. It was in fighting – and winning, that he caught his mother’s attention and favour. That’s why in fighting, he loves to go all out. ‘Is that the best you can do?’ Mordecai taunted Dorin in his mind. ‘I’ve already seen all your attacks, may it be wind, water, fire, and earth. So what else can you do?’ “I haven’t shown you everything yet!” Dorin answered as he chased after the medic who kept running away from him. He closed his fists, smashed them against the