Kapitel 8: Chapter Eight: Red Handed Sword
"No one can still find my father?" Michelle shouted at their servant. They all said that no one saw her father leaving the palace, and he was nowhere near the palace.
Just where could his father be?
"I suggest you take the throne for a while, my princess." Michelle looked at the royal council.
"Don't you dare order me around." She points her finger on the council before leaving the hall. She won't and will never sit on that throne. She does not want another job, might as well just find a fake brother and create a fake situation in where her brother survives what happens eight years ago.
Michelle walks her way out of the palace, her guard is waiting on a carriage. She nods her head to command her guard that they are about to leave the palace before she enters the carriage.
Just right before leaving, she order all their guards and servant that no one should know that the king is missing, and no one is sitting on the throne. It can create a panic in their people as to one to protect them.
There will be someone to protect them, she was sure of it.
"Lets hurry to the academy," she commanded. The guard nod its head before doing its job.
She look at the palace getting smaller. She needs8 to find a new king. That was her job as a dean.
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"Since the story is so messed up, I don't know if my story is the looksoriginal." Guidren told his son.
"Just use anything that you find comfortable with. I saw a huge rock when I was at your age, I find it so interesting thinking what would happen if I lift it. And that is when I learned my power."
"What if you lift it but it was not suitable for your power and you drop it and squeeze you?" Guidren is dumbfounded on what his son just said. He never heard anything scarier than what an eight years old can say.
He's just too young to start thinking about scary stuff.
"You should not say those." Florian just shrug his shoulder before leaving his father shivering in fear. He knows, no, his father whole family knows that Guidren must be strong physically, he is actually the most fragile out of them all.
He gets scared of simple things, like getting scared of cockroaches, lizard and even a fly.
The moment Florian leave his father, his eyes are glued on one of the sword that was just laying on the floor. It was a red handed sword with a hint of gold.
It just looks dazzling, and the gold seems like it was talking to him. It was enchanting him to go and check the sword.
Since his father says that just let his wild curiosity or interest to take over, Florian then checks the sword without a single doubt. As he was stepping his feet on the ground, it was like the center of gravity is on that red handed sword.
Guidren watch his son Florian's every little move. He does not want to remove his eyes on him, the first day of knowing your power is the most dangerous day. Just like what his son says, his power almost gave up on that day and if that happens, there is really a huge possibilities that he might be squeeze alive.
He was observing how Florian can walk through that area. Guidren is the strongest in their family and not even once he manage to walk on that are of this training ground. Every tools that can be found in this training ground are all pass down by their ancestors.
But ever since those file of swords enters their training ground, no one has ever manage to get near that sword. Not even after Davient uses his illusion to make the area easy to walk through, but since it was just an illusion, it did not make any difference.
He saw how careful his son is, he did not know how he must be feeling right now at the moment but he can tell that his son must be in a difficult situation. He did not want to stop his son to discover his own power, since he also did not know anything about red magic.
Florian starts breathing heavily as he was feeling like his legs will be ripped out of his body. He did not know how, but the more he steps on the ground the more it becomes a jelly and pulled his legs deeper on the ground while in reality he knows that the ground stays the same as it was before.
He looks at the red handed sword, the way the red brightens the longer he looks at it and on how warm his heart has been. There must be really something on that sword. Maybe when he can get a hold on it, he will learn the thing why he feels like he was looking at his love ones.
It feels like he and the sword are made for each other. It may sounds romantic but that just how it seems to him. It is how it gives off that weird feeling.
His forehead was full of sweat, he makes little progress but it is draining his whole energy. It was also understandable by the fact that he is bedridden for a week.
*****
Michelle is sitting on her chair as she was looking outside through the glass on the back of her office in the academy. She was looking to all the students who's entering the academy, one of them will become a king.
She was sure of it cause no one in their family deserve to sit on that throne that was left by her father. Not Maria that she was not even sure if she can manage to survive for years, surely not her husband who do nothing but waste their golds.
She was not sure about her nephew but she was hoping that she will see a potential on him. She just hope she see a potential.
Michelle heard a knock on her door but she did not bother to look at it. "The class will start next week." She heard her secretary, her eyes are fixed on students applying for this year.
"Please announce it to every one." Her secretary nodded his head and fix his glasses before leaving her office.
Wöchentlicher Energiestatus
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Rangliste 
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