1 Joviur 468
(It will soon be 7 years since the fall of the southeast of the kingdom of Nauplan. But of course, all this monarchy has to do is celebrate its creation when it is only a buffer state for the northern empires. Indeed, the coalition of monarchies of the west won several decisive battles against the democratic coalition of the east. What followed was a temporary truce signed by the 8 belligerents of this conflict. The real reasons of course are that the wave of ether has finally attracted the attention of the central empires who see it as an unwanted destabilization of the region. This late realization stemmed from the progression of abominations on the territory of mankind and even allowed the creation of a fortuitous alliance between republics and monarchies.) I thought while watching the fireworks of Aritlas from my balcony in the company of the young Leslie, my personal servant, and confidante as well as the child of Marie and Cooper.
"Master Mayron you should go to bed. You have an appointment with the merchants of Martor tomorrow morning about the cosmetics you have created as well as a training session with Mrs. Lucy in the afternoon"
(Hm… Since that sad day, I haven't taken a break for myself. I'm afraid that if I stop, I won't be able to go on, but I promised my new mother to keep going forward. Indeed, Lucy adopted me and I took over the business from my deceased parents. It took me a while to understand the ropes of the job, but once mastered, I quickly created a monopoly on unimportant goods thanks to the memories of my past life as well as the neuralink chip. As for my training, I have made significant progress. I reached the level of beginner mage a few months ago at the age of only 10 years old using a technique that I developed. This consists of accumulating ether and compacting it as much as possible in my body. I noticed in particular that the more I used magic, the more my potential for accumulation of ether was enlarged.)
(Thanks to my chip, I was able to quantify and qualify some of my characteristics.)
Name: Mayron Lizharte (10 years old)
health status: 100% (excellent)
physical strength: 15 (adolescent)
Ether Amount: 45/45 MP
"I think it's time for you to take over Leslie, I will not be around you all the time when I'm at the academy. Although I've taught you almost everything, all you're missing is the experience in the field but I have confidence in your abilities. Drain them of all their money tomorrow morning by selling them the exclusivity of the product. Then we will put a new product of better quality on the market by expanding gradually in the kingdom."
"Understood… Thank you for your trust. I will give my whole being for our cause." she replied, punching her chest energetically with her clenched fist.
(Our cause…I have decided that I will no longer let others lose their families as Leslie and I have experienced. I will therefore do whatever I can to stop the ether wave from spreading. it is the original purpose of our cause. But we soon realized over time that our enemy was not only the abominations and demons but also all the countries of this region who spend their time doing war.)
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The next day, after having breakfast of scrambled eggs with fish, vegetable soup, and milk to boost my growth and stature of already 1m50, I went to the training room of my mother's house to train there. It was a large room with insulated and reinforced walls. There were distant targets to hit as well as steel dummies. I sat at the back of the room and waited a while for Lucy to join me.
She smiled after seeing me in the room and said "You're way early this time. Didn't you have an important meeting with some merchants from Martor?"
"I have now decided to delegate the commercial part to Leslie so that she can learn while I am away at the academy"
"You are almost 11 years old, the minimum age to go there. It was time for you to make a decision but are you sure you don't want to join the first academy rather than the second?"
"I am sure, the first academy is reserved for nobles and I doubt that I will be well received even while being the adopted son of a viscountess due to my commoner origin. Moreover, it is obvious that the level, as well as the future of this kingdom, is more on the side of the academy of Aritlas."
"Very well, then let's start the usual training, I'll time you with one of your strange but practical invention you call a mechanical watch."
Lucy motioned for me to get ready, then signaled the start of the practice.
This practice consisted in shooting down as efficiently as possible the most moving targets at a distance of 100 meters. I concentrated some of my ether at the tip of my index finger, compressed it, then sent it in the direction my finger was pointing to. I repeated the action ten times and shot down my ten targets without a miss then turned back to Lucy.
"Congratulations, you just broke your own record, just under 4 seconds. Let's move on."
I moved to a distance of 30 meters from the mannequins and then muttered unintelligible words. The glow gathering around me took the form of a spear that I sent stabbing like butter through the steel dummies.
"Your technique is good, nothing to say for now."
We continued practicing until she told me to stop.
"Night has just fallen, let's stop here. I have to tell you something. The director of the academy happens to be one of my former teachers and she offers you to join the academy next week for the start of the school year."
"I hope you haven't told her about my technique?"
"Of course not, I just talked about how you became an apprentice mage 3 years ago and a newbie mage a few months ago and how you managed to improve the furnace blowing system with better winds runes, and fire runes. Anyway, do you accept? It would be a shame to wait until next year."
"Of course, I accept, however, I will have to review some things with Leslie. So I'm taking my leave mom."
(It was time for that to happen, I must prove myself and rise in ranks at all costs to obtain land on which to develop new technologies without alarming too many people.)
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The day had come. I was heading with Leslie towards the academy in a carriage chartered by Sebastian, the Lizharte family butler, and a level 2 mage.
"You know you don't have to come with me Leslie, it's a waste of time on your already busy schedule."
"Don't say that Young Master! It's your first day of school and I have to be there!"
(Why does she have to play the mother hen in this situation when we are only 4 years apart? *sigh*. Her personality changes drastically depending on the subject.)
"Yes yes, do what you want as long as you don't forget your work"
"He he he. Of course, you don't have to worry, after all, it was me who made the deal of the century a few days ago"
(It's no exaggeration to say that. 9,000 gold for the exclusivity of a product that is only worth 2,000 and whose value will undoubtedly be even lower in the months to come due to our new range of scented soap.)
"We've arrived, no need to follow me inside, I'll be fine."
"Hmpf, as you wish Mr. Mayron" She replied while pouting.
I sighed, then got out of the vehicle, motioning for Sebastian to bring the annoying girl back, then walked into the grounds of the academy. The month of Joviur is generally that of spring, so you could notice fruit trees on the sides of the main aisle.
"First-year candidates, this is the place to pick up your table number! After entering your first and last name, go to amphitheater number 1 to receive the various tests according to your promotion!" exclaimed a man in a black and white uniform representing that of a military officer of the kingdom.
I then complied by writing my official identifiers and taking a wooden token marked with the number 42 then, followed the long line of stressed young candidates heading towards the said amphitheater.