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Chapter 35: Chapter 35: Invitation To a Gathering

With a mix of apprehension and curiosity, Ethan followed Aria's father, Aria, and the other clan members through the streets of Arcadia City. They were riding in a luxurious carriage drawn by two majestic lions, their powerful strides making the journey remarkably smooth.

Inside the carriage, Ethan was seated beside Aria at the back, while her uncle and another unfamiliar member of the Silvermoon clan occupied the front.

Aria's uncle, a man with a stern face and a hint of arrogance, glanced at Ethan with a smirk of irony. He had previously warned Ethan to keep his distance from Aria, but now found himself in the uncomfortable position of sharing a carriage with the very person he had cautioned against.

"Uncle, why do you look so displeased?" Aria asked, her gaze shifting from her uncle to Ethan and back again.

"It's nothing," her uncle replied with a dismissive shrug. He was clearly frustrated but couldn't voice his true feelings, especially with General Leon's presence looming large over the occasion. His thoughts were interrupted by a sudden realization of how ironic it was that Ethan was now so close, despite his earlier admonitions.

As the carriage continued its journey, the passing landscape captured Ethan's attention. The view outside was a picturesque blend of rolling hills, majestic mountains, and sprawling fields. Arcadia City was unlike any modern city he had known.

The ancient structures and natural beauty created an otherworldly charm, making it feel like a timeless realm. For a fleeting moment, Ethan was reminded of his own lack of a permanent home in this world, but he quickly brushed aside the thought. His focus was on the unfolding beautiful scenarios.

When the carriage arrived at the Silvermoon mansion, Ethan was awestruck by its grandeur. The mansion, designed in an elegant European style, stood majestically beside a tranquil lake, surrounded by meticulously tended gardens and smaller structures likely housing servants and guards.

The mansion's size was imposing; Ethan had to tilt his head to take in the entire view, with a large bell prominently displayed high above.

A servant, a middle-aged maid with a curious glint in her eyes, led Ethan to a spacious guest room. The room was adorned with rich fabrics and luxurious furnishings, but Ethan's mind was preoccupied with the purpose of his visit. He wasn't entirely sure why General Leon had requested his presence, but given the general's stature and recent events, he felt obliged to comply.

"Dear guest, this is your resting room," the maid said with a bow, opening the door to reveal the opulent accommodations. "Please make yourself comfortable. If you need anything, just call for me."

"Thank you," Ethan replied, nodding as he stepped into the room.

The room was lavishly decorated, with a large, comfortable bed that seemed to invite him to rest. Ethan wasted no time in settling down, quickly drifting off to sleep after a long and exhausting day.

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A few hours later, Ethan was stirred from his slumber by the maid's persistent calling.

"Dear guest, please wake up! Master is calling for you. Dear guest!"

Ethan yawned and rubbed his eyes, gradually coming back to consciousness. "Coming," he mumbled, pushing himself out of bed. His head felt heavy from sleep, and he felt the urgent need to freshen up.

After dressing in his usual hunter attire—leather and furs suited for movement but somewhat plain for the occasion—Ethan stepped out of the room and inquired about the location of the bathing facilities.

"There is a bathroom nearby. Please follow me," the maid responded promptly, leading him down a series of corridors.

Ethan followed her to a beautifully appointed bathing room. After a quick but refreshing bath, he emerged feeling revitalized, his black hair now slightly disheveled but giving him a rugged charm. Despite the improvement in his appearance, his attire still felt out of place in the opulent environment. His hunter's clothing, though practical, contrasted sharply with the noble setting.

The maid, noticing Ethan's attire, hesitated before suggesting, "Perhaps you would like to change into something more suitable for the occasion. We have some fine clothing available."

Ethan, feeling somewhat indifferent, shook his head. "I appreciate the offer, but I'll pass. I'm not too concerned with appearances right now."

The maid, slightly exasperated but understanding, led Ethan to the grand hall where the clan members and General Leon were gathered. As the door creaked open, Ethan and the maid entered, drawing immediate attention from the assembled crowd.

The hall was filled with nearly a hundred young clan members standing in neat rows before a series of thrones. General Leon occupied the central throne, exuding an air of authority and grace. The elders and Aria's father were seated beside him, their thrones slightly set back to show respect for the guest of honor.

The moment Ethan entered, the noise in the room died down, and all eyes were drawn to him. The sudden silence heightened the scrutiny from the assembled nobles. Ethan felt a wave of self-consciousness as the gaze of the powerful figures, including the legendary General Leon, settled on him.

Aria's father, who was seated near General Leon, looked slightly impatient.

"Hey boy, come here quick. At least don't be late at such occasion," he called out, his tone full of annoyance.

Aria, sensing Ethan's discomfort, quickly added, "Please don't mind my father's demeanor. He can be a bit direct, but he means well."

Ethan nodded, trying to mask his nervousness. As he approached, he felt the weight of the room's gaze even more acutely. General Leon's presence was imposing, a dimensional difference to the young man he had spoken to earlier. The irony of his situation was not lost on Ethan; here he was, a mere commoner, standing before some of the most powerful figures in Arcadia.

As Ethan reached the front, General Leon's piercing ocean blue eyes met his. The general gave him a slight nod, acknowledging Ethan's presence with a hint of recognition.

"Ethan, I appreciate you coming here," General Leon said in a calm, measured tone. "Please, join us."

Ethan bowed slightly, trying to maintain his composure. "Thank you, General Leon. I'm honored to be here." It felt really strange to be polite to the young man he knew so soon. It was really Ironic.

The elders and other clan members watched in silence as Ethan took his place among the gathered nobles. The atmosphere was a mix of formality and curiosity. The clan members whispered among themselves, their eyes occasionally darting towards Ethan and then back to General Leon.

As the gathering resumed its conversation, Ethan couldn't shake the feeling of being an outsider in this grand assembly. Yet, he knew he had to remain composed and respectful, especially in the presence of such distinguished individuals.

With a final glance around the room, Ethan settled into the background, his thoughts racing about what might come next. The sense of awe and the weight of expectations were palpable, and he could only hope that his presence would not be a source of discomfort or trouble for anyone.


Chapter 36: Chapter 36: Bestowing Emblems

The atmosphere in the grand hall was a mix of curiosity, disdain, and surprise as the younger generation of the Silvermoon clan took in the sight of Ethan, the unexpected guest among them. The room buzzed with hushed whispers and exchanged glances, as their reactions ranged from curiosity to outright disdain.

"Hey, who is this commoner guy? What is he doing here?" a young man asked, his voice tinged with curiosity.

"I don't know. He just appeared out of nowhere," another replied, their tone equally intrigued.

"Wow! He's quite handsome though," a few girls murmured, their eyes wide with fascination.

"Handsome? So what?" a scornful hunter interjected. "He's just a lowly commoner." His words were laced with jealousy and contempt.

As the conversations continued, the young clan members watched with growing interest as Ethan approached Aria. "See, that idiot is directly going to hit on the clan leader's daughter. He's dead for sure," one of them muttered, expecting the worst.

To their astonishment, Aria smiled warmly at Ethan, a stark contrast to their expectations. The sight of her smiling happily while interacting closely with Ethan left the onlookers speechless.

"Drake, your sister is talking to that guy so closely. Do you know what their relationship is?" a tall boy asked, addressing Drake, who was visibly agitated by the scene.

Drake, who was Aria's direct cousin and the only son of Astrid Silvermoon, glared at the tall boy. "How would I know? And don't talk about relationships between them. It will never happen. I won't let it, nor will our uncles or grandparents. A puny commoner like him is just courting death," Drake said disdainfully.

At nearly sixteen, Drake's deep-seated disdain for commoners was a result of societal influence and his own pampering by his parents. His arrogance was palpable, reflecting the high expectations placed on him as the heir apparent of the Silvermoon clan.

"Silence!" an elder with a goatee stepped forward, commanding attention. His voice carried authority as he addressed the gathered youths.

"Children, you are here today because General Leon, the Ice Guardian, will be assessing your talents and potential. This is a rare opportunity to earn something extraordinary. You should feel honored and grateful to General Leon for this chance."

The elder's words were met with a wave of excitement and disbelief among the younger generation. The prospect of receiving a reward from the legendary general himself was thrilling. The air was charged with anticipation as they imagined the possibilities.

"Wow, Drake, we're going to have the chance to receive a personal reward from General Leon. But, sigh! I don't think I have the talent to receive it," one of the boys said, looking at Drake with a mix of hope and doubt.

"At least you have the chance, Drake. You're the most talented among us after all. If you can't get it, nobody can," the tall boy said confidently, trying to bolster Drake's spirits.

"Of course!" Drake's pride swelled at the thought of impressing his idol, General Leon. The idea of receiving a personal gift from such a revered figure excited him, and he focused intently on the upcoming event, eager not to miss a single detail.

Ethan, meanwhile, found himself intrigued by the unfolding scene. He was witnessing a legendary talent-gauging event—a plot device common in fantasy novels. His curiosity about how this would unfold kept him engaged.

The goatee elder turned his attention to the younger generation. "Now, all of you, line up. We will call you one by one, and General Leon will judge your true potential."

Noticing that Ethan had not joined the line, the elder frowned in irritation. "Hey, boy, get in line quickly," he ordered, his patience wearing thin. The elder had been informed that Ethan would also participate in the event, so he had no choice but to insist.

However, Ethan remained unmoved, standing in place with a look of indifference. His refusal to join the line was met with growing annoyance from the elder, who was about to reprimand him further.

Before he could continue, a soft voice interrupted the commotion. "Let him be," General Leon said with a calm smile. "You may proceed with the others."

The general's unexpected intervention left the room in stunned silence. The elders exchanged puzzled glances, their minds racing with questions. "Why is General Leon giving such preferential treatment to that commoner?" they wondered. "Is he perhaps one of the general's illegitimate children?"

Drake's irritation grew. "Why does that commoner get to enjoy special treatment? Why not me?" he thought, feeling a mix of indignation and confusion.

Ethan, surprised by General Leon's unexpected interest, glanced at the general with curiosity. "Uh, spotlight again.

What could this low-key character want from me exactly?" he pondered, baffled by the situation.

As the younger generation resumed their anticipation for the talent assessment, Ethan's presence remained a topic of intrigue and speculation. The general's motives and Ethan's role in the unfolding events were yet to be fully understood.

The goatee elder then began calling the younger generation one by one to stand before General Leon.

"Caelan, step forward!" the elder shouted, his eyes fixed on a boy standing nervously at the front of the line.

Caelan, a slender boy with a mop of dark hair, hesitated for a moment before taking a deep breath and stepping forward. He glanced around nervously, his eyes darting from the elder to General Leon, who sat in a grand chair with an air of authority.

General Leon's sharp eyes Caelan from head to tow and then shook his head in disappointment.

The elder understanding his meaning, shouted, "Step down!"

The boy left the place in disappointment

Next, the elder called out another name. "Lyria, step forward!"

A girl with fiery red hair and a determined expression stepped up. Unlike Caelan, Lyria exuded confidence.

General Leon shook his head once more, still not finding what he was looking for. The minutes ticked by in a series of disappointing rejections, creating a tense atmosphere in the grand hall. The situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable.

"Is there no one talented enough to seize this precious opportunity?" the elders sighed in disappointment, their hopes dwindling.

"Drake!" the elder called out, his voice echoing through the hall as he summoned one of the few remaining individuals in line.

Drake stepped forward confidently, an arrogant smirk on his face. His assured demeanor rekindled a glimmer of hope within the elders and his father.

General Leon's ocean-blue eyes scanned Drake's body with a hint of intrigue. He seemed somewhat satisfied, revealing a soft smile. "Come here, boy," General Leon instructed, motioning for Drake to step closer.

Seeing this, several elders' faces lit up with blossoming smiles.

Drake gazed at his idol with fascination. He aspired to become a powerful figure like General Leon, though their paths and thought processes were fundamentally different.

"You have the potential to reach the top, but you need to work hard," General Leon said, handing him a strange, circular emblem etched with the kingdom's crest. "Here, take this."

"Thank you, General!" Drake exclaimed, receiving the emblem with gratitude. Although he didn't fully understand its significance, he knew it must be valuable.

The elders' eyes glistened with excitement at the sight of the emblem being bestowed upon one of their own.

"Next!" General Leon called out.

After a while, it was Aria's turn. She also received an emblem alongside high praises. At 19, reaching Level 40 was a rare feat, and she was undoubtedly talented and full of potential.

Aria beamed with happiness as she accepted the gift, feeling honored to receive something personally from one of the three great protectors of their Kingdom. She thanked him genuinely and left the place with a radiant smile.

Finally, it was Ethan's turn. But to everyone's shock, General Leon personally called for him.

"Ethan, step forward," General Leon said, his voice carrying a tone of interest.

The hall fell into a stunned silence. All eyes were on Ethan as he approached General Leon, the atmosphere thick with anticipation and curiosity.


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