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Chapter 35 - Ch 31 - The Play of Lies (Part 1)

I quickly got up from the bed with a stiff body and my limbs were sore.

The healing as well as the medicine that was given by the loli supervisor helped me recover a lot quicker.

Meanwhile, my parents fell asleep.

Both of them didn't get a wink of sleep since I returned back to our room in an unconscious state. Thankfully Miss Urza patched me up or else I was sure to end up dead.

I gently put a blanket on mother and father respectively and left the room along with Miss Urza.

"Well you are quite the doting son, aren't you?" she asked as I gently closed the door.

I turned the doorknob as I closed the door without making any sound.

"You are quite mature for a boy of your age," she added.

I just ignored her statement,

"Thank you for saving my life, Miss Urza. Also, I would like to apologize for my parent's outburst earlier."

"Well duh. You owe me," she replied with not a surprising expression, "Actually every candidate that made it into the 2nd trial owes me. I was quite happy being on the field as a mage, I really do love to go back to the good old days. You don't know how hard it is-"

"Miss Urza!" I cut her off in between, "I hate to interrupt but could you now kindly show me the way where the puppet show is taking place?"

Miss Urza gave me a disappointed look,

"Eh? The puppet show? You are really eager to see the puppet show. Guess you must be a die-hard fan of the 12 heavenly virtues heroes, huh?"

Yeah, I am really a Die-hard fan of these heroes and quite eager to meet them as well.

After all, the 12 holy heroes, the epitome of divinity, the savior of mankind, a demigod walking among mortals, the vassal of the archangels, and much more titles were held by these guys. The demons are the nemesis of the angel race, and the 12 heavenly virtues are basically handed down the power by the archangel.

So it wasn't plausible how these 12 virtues agreed to work with the demon generals to take me down.

I never expected the demons and the lapdog mortal virtues of the angel clan to work together, ever. That's what led me to my demise.

I had many questions that were unanswered for a long while.

"Could you just show me the way, please? I don't wanna miss the opening act!" I requested eagerly while losing my patience.

"Huh, I guess a kid is still a kid. Alright~"

She gave me the directions and I quickly memorized them.

Just when I was about to head towards the directions, she caught me by the ear,

"Ow."

"Before you head there, remember that I have just used healing and it's better if you don't overexert yourself. After you are done watching the show, head back to your room. You can use your bracelet in your arm to unlock your room without waking your parents. Now that you have stirred quite the attention it's better to keep your head low for a time. It's a lot better if you don't cause any trouble. Now that's said get going, you little brat~"

After saying so she turned around in another direction and left.

I made sure to keep her warning in my head.

I hurried toward the venue where the puppet show was about to be held.

Currently, there was no one here in the corridor, not even a single guard could be seen. I couldn't yet run on my feet as I was still having pretty sore limbs. It felt like my limbs were torn apart and sewed back together.

Kinda similar to when I almost lost my arms during the wolf attack.

I tried increasing my pace as I hurried back to the venue.

As I headed to the venue I remembered Miss Urza's warnings.

During my trial, I almost got killed by the statue, thanks to the mage losing control over his earth spirit golem. But it is a bit skeptical that a renowned mage losing control like that. From what I heard, Supervisor Canith had been supervising the trials on the ceremony train for 5 years now. And never once did such an incident occur like this.

So how could a veteran mage like him lose control?

Or did the mage purposefully stage the act to kill me?

I had never known that guy ever, so he had no reason to kill me.

I couldn't make heads or tails of that accident.

I should just assume this to be an accident for now.

But one thing is clear that I could use mana.

I didn't get the time to celebrate.

Usually, after the trials, the candidates with the potential to be a mage are then sent to different magic schools to learn to harness mana. It would take another 2 to 4 years to just learn the basics of mana manipulation. It takes yet another 3 years to learn to blend their mana into their set of skills and attributes to become a mage.

But then comes the contract with a spirit when one finally becomes a true mage.

And yesterday I managed to recreate a mana barrier from the get-go.

I just turned 12 a few months ago, so this should be a big deal. No wonder the onlookers must be shocked if I could just have seen the expression of everyone.

I must be a prodigy in this world for sure.

Before I knew it, I had reached the venue where the puppet show was hosted by a mage known as Heinck, according to what Miss Urza said.

There were two rail guards standing guard at the entrance.

I just tiptoed my way through the entrance while keeping my head low.

I didn't try to make eye contact and just went straight inside the venue.

I could feel the rail guards staring at me with cold eyes like always but they let me pass.

As I entered the venue, I felt like I entered a big theatre.

The lights were dimmed and all the seats were occupied to the brim. On the stage, there was an elegant doll with wings. Their face was covered with a cloth and beside him, there were 12 other dolls seated beside him and on their knees as if they were praying to it.

To my surprise, the dolls were indeed moving like normal human beings. They had life-like expressions as if they were not just dolls but actually had souls within.

"And thus the descended the divine archangel, bearing the 12 holy weapons destined for the chosen mortal to protect this world. They were later named to be the 12 heavenly virtues. Who later becomes the savior who…" The voice of the narrator echoed throughout the theatre.

"Hey, you!" Suddenly a voice startled me.