"You are simply stating a general problem, you are yet to give me a solution. My cover is a hundred percent danger free, why would I endanger myself by joining forces with you, who is a suspect and probably wanted by one of the three. Great Duke families?" Damon asked as he threw a piece of steak into his mouth. He didn't seem moved by Cyrus' words one bit.
"A Hundred percent? I beg to differ. How do you think I found you? Your little experimental death magic leaked a little death aura, and you may be unaware, but death has a strong stench. If an amateur human mage like me can sense it, do you think more prominent and powerful mage families there wouldn't sense it too?" Cyrus said coldly.
Only then did a frown appear on Damon's face. He didn't seem pleased with what he just heard. Instead, he felt completely stupid for ignoring such a fact.
Cyrus didn't pick him out now to speak to him because he could tell. It was a gamble, and Damon fell for the trick.
The possibility of other family heads who brought their kids suspecting is high, what he can't explain is how to deal with this issue. So far he has also been showing only destructive impulses, especially in the last class.
These nobles won't do anything until they are sure and when they are sure not even Daniel Ross can save him.
"This is troublesome" Damon remained calm and spoke before throwing another piece of steak into his mouth.
His actions left Cyrus confused as he expected Damon to be restless and eager to solve the problem.
"You are not bothered?" Cyrus couldn't help but ask.
"Of course, I'm bothered, you can't tell?" Damon answered with the same expressionless look on his face.
"I can't tell but it must. Be a Death magic thing, so I won't push further. So what do you think?" Cyrus said calmly.
"How does joining hands with you, guarantee my safety?" Damon asked as he picked up his cup of water and drank a little bit.
"The life and death mages are usually influenced by their guardian spirits to battle each other. In history, all encounters between. The two led to a fierce fight without hesitation. If we can spend more time together, the suspicion may fade." Cyrus said.
<<He has a point>> Death agreed immediately.
"I know you must be wondering why we are not hating each other. But the guardian spirits are desperate now… they can't afford to lose more hosts, so they have no choice but to keep their personal businesses out of this." Cyrus explained, but Damon yawned.
"I guess I will be fine" Damon says casually, leaving Cyrus confused.
"What?" Cyrus couldn't help but ask.
"It's obvious the previous guardian spirit hosts were dumb as fuck. Why would I hate you because a voice in my head said so? If they weren't smart enough to tackle such problems then how do they expect to survive? Do you think I completely believe everything a voice in my head named death says? That's just stupid" Damon was done eating, so he stood up.
"Wait, You should know the death magic affects your personality… the guardian spirits have more influence over you than you think" Cyrus said hastily.
"They only have as much as you give…. I'm this way because I lost everything important to me to this cruel world. I'm like this because all I genuinely want is to destroy, not build. When you experience true despair, you will understand what I'm saying." Damon said before walking away without looking back.
'I need to be more careful with this death magic' Damon muttered in his mind with a frown.
….....
A week was given for all recruits to pick their registered classes and Damon was the first to turn in his registration slip. As expected, he simply wanted to be a War mage. After his talk with Cyrus, he became more observant about the look people had on their faces whenever he was around.
Luckily outside contempt, he couldn't find any other notable facial expressions. A week passed and during that week, Damon focused on practicing his magic. In his grimoire now, he had only three spells, yes he was joking when he told Daniel Ross he had enough. He just didn't want the man to worry.
The first was the darkness spell which he called dark spikes, which allows him to solidify a person's shadow and use it to impale them and hold them to a position. The stronger the person is, the more difficult it is to control their shadow.
The second is the wind element spell which he called, Wind steps. Surrounding his feet with his power of wind, he can make his footsteps noiseless while swift as well. All of these are just basic wind manipulation pushed to a higher degree.
Finally, the final one was with his fire element which he called Purgatory strings. From his fingertips, countless fire strings emerge at high intensity but with the size limited to that of a string. The length can be altered by how much mana Damon is willing to pour into it and with his strength he can only stretch it up to five meters in length.
This can be considered the toughest spell he created and the most tasking to use since it requires constant concentration.
Swoosh!
Damon looked like he was running in the wind as he circled around countless dummy targets with blazing red eyes. His palms were thrown open as countless strings emerged from his fingertips, as he clawed forward like a wild beast!
Surprisingly, the haystack dummy was instantly set ablaze while its body was split into numerous parts!
Bang!
Damon kicked the wind, flying into the air while his body spun violently. If one failed to look closely, they would fail to notice the orange strings swirling around him directly
Swoosh!
His body blew past the next dummy like the breeze, and it suddenly lit up in flames with its limbs served.
Huff!
Damon exhaled and gasped for air rapidly. His body seemed extremely hot, and his lips felt dry. The consequences of using a fire ability that doesn't just leave your body but stays, have its own side effects. He also seemed to have run out of mana, after maintaining the fire strings for more than three minutes straight.
"There is no way he can be the death guardian spirit host with that level of mana reserves!" Duke Hail said as they watched Damon gasp for air from a tower not too far from the training ground.
"He can cast shadow spells at full power without preparation. But that is another case altogether" The old archmage said with a frown.
"There are numerous talents… well I won't say numerous but there are talented people over the years able to cast magic at their full potential without needing to charge. You have lived long enough to see this, Kratos. So why are you still suspicious of him?" Duke Hail asked with a frown.
"You sincerely what to protect this kid? I can see you have made up your mind to pick him right? Don't worry, I won't make a move against him unless confirmed. The death aura incident lingering in Daniel Ross room still remains a mystery. He was unconscious so we may assume he is not the one. But there is one more test I would like to conduct…," The Archmage said with a frown.
"What could that be?" Duke Hail frowned at the thought.
" Every year, teams are formed and they take part in missions. Honestly, the academy just teaches you the basics and throws you into the wild, and hopes you survive. That's why we have a very low number of graduating mages but those who manage to graduate end up becoming talents that can challenge any race in the face of this continent" The Archmage said.
"What are you trying to say?" Duke Hail frowned at this. He knew what the archmage was trying to say but he still needed to confirm.
"I'm saying I will put him and Cyrus Light in the same team… Light and death guardian spirit hosts have been known to have this natural hatred towards each other. If they are not what we think they are, they will get along well, outside that we may watch two kids killing each other" Arch-Mage Kratos said with a slight frown.
"Is it really necessary? Why must all guardian spirit hosts be killed? Why is the royal family so scared of them? We can use them to take back this continent!" Duke Hail seemed infuriated.
"Careful what you say, Duke Hail, or you may end up committing blasphemy on the Royal family decree which will lead to you losing your head" An old eerie voice echoed from behind an elderly man dressed in white and golden robes emerged from the darkness with a golden holy scepter in his right hand.
He walked towards the balcony where Duke Hail and Archmage Kratos stood and gazed down on Damon with a frown for a short while with blazing golden eyes.
"All the previous guardian spirit hosts were born so I won't blame you if you feel doubtful towards this kid too" Arch-Mage Kratos said calmly.
After a few seconds of silence, he looked away and shook his head
"The kid has an immense talent for the shadow element, that's probably why he can use spells without preparation. His talent towards the fire and wind element is also strong but not that strong. His mana reserves are quite low even for a person with noble blood. He has strong points and also shortcomings. A balance for any normal mage. It is almost impossible for me to believe that the world would pick someone this average as its host but we shouldn't leave any stone unturned. Cyrus and the Kid should be paired together. What about the other suspect?" Pope Light asked with a raised eyebrow.
"That one? He is said to be the strongest of the Chosen, this year. He has a frightening amount of affinity towards the blood element, sadly that is his only element, just like your grandson, Cyrus. His mana reserves are frightening and his mood is always foul, just like a guardian spirit host should be. But he does not possess the power of death. Neither does he lace the power to his abilities. For someone as simple-minded as him, I don't think he would go the extra mile to hide his strength" Archmage Kratos answered with a frown. It seems he was really having a hard time, trying to determine who the real guardian spirit host may be.
"Put all three on the same team" Pope Light said calmly.
"That's outrageous! A team must consist of a War mage, Oracle, enchanter, and a warden…. Disrupting the balance of a team can be detrimental to their growth." Duke Hail complained.
"The kingdom comes first, every other thing comes second. You should know that already Duke Hail. It's still shocking that the royal family would let a family of dogs still exist in this kingdom. If I had my way, you would all be dead" Pope Light said with a hint of disgust in his eyes
"You are delusional if you think a gathering of fanatic fools has what it takes to bring down my family" Duke Hail sneered coldly.
The two gazed at each other fiercely and took a step forward but Arch Mage Kratos walked between the two.
"Enough!" Arch-Mage Kratos said coldly.
The hunt for the possible guardian spirit hosts will always be considered a priority. Should they allow a guardian spirit host to grow, only cosmic spirit hosts will be able to stop them.
......…..
Damon remained on his knees oblivious of what was happening. While death knew, there was a limit to how much he can aid his host according to the rules. Most of the decisions have to be made by the hosts, he can only influence them at best.
Damon on the other hand can be considered the only host who doesn't ask him for help or anything. He barely listens to him and seems to have everything planned.
"This mana issue will really be a problem. I guess I wasn't born to be a mage. I have the body of a fighter, limiting my magic powers. I guess my original fighting style should be for the best" Damon sighed
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