"Sigh." Ashish cannot help but sigh. Zoltar Arkin Jattir chuckled at the sight of his friend and secretary's strange predicament. "What are you worried for, Ash? It's not like you." Ashish shook his head. "Nothing, your highness." Zoltar grimaced when he heard how Ashish addressed him. "I told you to stop calling me 'your highness', just call me by my name." No matter how many times the young prince reminds Ashish of not calling him 'your highness, and every time he does that, Ashish will only come up with some excuses.
"You know I cannot do that, your highness." Zoltar put the quill down and stood from his chair. His golden hair reflected the bright sunlight from the window. No one can deny that Prince Zoltar is certainly handsome. With his golden hair that shone like the rays of the sun, he was the epitome of elegance and charm. His eyes were a striking hue of amber, reflecting the intensity of his fiery attribute. Prince Zoltar possessed a unique gift bestowed upon him —the power of fire. This extraordinary ability allowed him to control and manipulate flames with finesse and precision. When he wielded his power, his hands danced gracefully, guiding the flames as though they were extensions of his very soul. The warmth of his presence was not just physical but also a reflection of the passion and strength that lay within him.
Despite his incredible power, Prince Zoltar was known for his humility and kind-hearted nature. He always treated his subjects with respect and compassion, making him beloved by everyone in the kingdom. His bravery and sense of justice were unmatched, and he never hesitated to defend those in need. When the prince would ride through the city on his majestic steed, his golden hair flowing behind him, the people couldn't help but marvel at his regal appearance and magnetic charm. His radiant smile could brighten even the darkest of days, and his laughter was said to be as melodic as the sweetest song.
Many young noblewomen from neighboring kingdoms were captivated by his enchanting allure, hoping to catch a glimpse of the prince at the grand ballroom events he attended. However, his heart belonged not to any one person but to his people and the prosperity of the kingdom. Prince Zoltar's striking appearance, combined with his innate fire attribute and noble character, made him not only a symbol of hope and inspiration for his kingdom but also an admired figure beyond its borders. He embodied the true essence of a benevolent and virtuous leader—one whose reign would be remembered throughout the annals of time. However, his close friend and his secretary knows better, Prince Zoltar despite of his age is cunning and highly intelligent. He knows how to manipulate someone and use a person without that person knowing that he is being used and manipulated.
"Whatever, Ash. Once I become a king, I will command you to call my name." Ashish sighed in surrender. "I'll follow the command of the future king. However, your highness, I think you are just making an excuse to avoid your study right now." Ashish squints his eyes and stands in front of the young prince's table. Zoltar grinned and said, "You caught me!" Zoltar held his hands up as if he was surrendering like a criminal and went back to his table. "You know you have to study, your highness. A day from now, you have to leave for the academy."
"I know. I know, Ash. Sometimes you sound like my father." Zoltar chuckled while Ashish pinched the bridge of his nose. "Right, if I remember correctly, your younger brother is also already of the right age to attend the academy. Will he attend the examination as well?" Zoltar remembered the first time he met one of Ashish's younger brothers. Just like their father, his brother has silver hair and blue eyes. However, their first meeting is not a good memory for Zoltar. He cannot forget how the young boy trembled with fear and anger; his silver hair glimmered while others laughed and pointed at him. It was a gathering of young nobles to strengthen their connections and establish friendships, but a happy occasion ended when everyone discovered that someone did not possess an attribute. Zoltar at that moment was about to take action and help the young boy with silver hair, but the young boy ran and never set foot in any parties, meetings, or celebrations again. Soon, everyone will have forgotten the existence of that boy, yet Zoltar will never forget that young boy. "He is. Father allowed him to take the examination."
"Hmm, is that the reason why you look worried and stressed right now?" Ashish did not respond. Zoltar put the book down and stroked his chin. This is the second time Ashish looks so worried; the first time was when he came back after hearing the news of what happened to his younger brother that day; the second is right now, still about his younger brother. "I just can't help myself but be worried. What if someone will make fun of him again? I just don't want my brother to be hurt again." Contrary to his cold appearance, Ashish is a warm-hearted person who is just worried about his brother. Zoltar softly chuckled; he knows Ashish too much. Zoltar has a hunch that before coming to the palace, he bid goodbye to his younger brother as if he didn't care. "Then, why don't you go together with your brother?"
Ashish's eyes glimmered. "Am I allowed to do that, your highness? However, I have to assist you that day."
"You don't have to worry about me. Eliel will be with me that day."
"Still..." Zoltar waved his hand as he was driving Ashish off away from him. "Silence. Let's finish today's study after this leave and go back to your home."
The blue light popped up again in front of Beom-seok eyes.
'Grave of First King of Alka, King Joshaviah Jattir, lightning attribute possessor'
'What the fuck? "Beom-seok cursed internally. What kind of fucking--- "This-This! " Penuel screamed frantically. "Why is it here? "Beom-seok also has no idea. It was mentioned in the novel that the grave of the first king was buried under the palace's library. Does it mean that the one in the palace is fake? There's no way that the system in front of him will lie.
In the annals of history, there once reigned a king who was both feared and revered, First King of Alka, King Joshaviah Jattir. He ruled over a vast kingdom with an iron fist and an electrifying power—the lightning attribute. Tales of his mighty reign echoed through the ages, leaving an indelible mark on the collective memory of his people. It was said that as the storms intensified, King Joshaviah Jattir's eyes began to glow with a fierce electric blue, signifying of his power. Lightning crackled through his fingertips, and he could command the very skies at will, striking fear into the hearts of his enemies and instilling awe in his loyal subjects. With his abilities, King Joshaviah Jattir led his armies to victory after victory, quelling rebellions and defending the kingdom from external threats. His lightning strikes were swift and merciless, leaving adversaries trembling in the wake of his might.
The tales of the first king with the lightning attribute had been passed down through generations, but most believed them to be mere folklore. Now, standing before the tangible evidence of this ancient ruler, he couldn't help but wonder. "A lightning attribute possessor! The first king of Alka! I can't believe... I----" Before Penuel could even finish his sentence, a strange light swallowed him, leaving Beom-seok alone. "Wha--What? Penuel?!"
'Lost soul, you are here.' Beom-seok shivered; his legs trembled when a piercingly cold voice echoed in the room. "Who?" Beom-seok barely opened his mouth. "I...ouch." Beom-seok felt a pain in his hands. It seems like it was grazed a while ago when he tried to escape. Blood suddenly fell out of his hands, and his eyes trailed the blood that happened to fall on the grave.
'Grave of the First King of Alka, King Joshaviah Jattir, lightning attribute possessor'
'Would you like to absorb the remaining essence of King Joshaviah Jattir's lightning attribute?'
>Yes >No
"What? Hahahaha this... This hahahaha." Beom-seok cannot help but laugh. Isid you are a lucky bastard. Does it mean I can absorb his attribute? What will happen if I absorb it? Since I am an anti-mage, will it also negate?
As if the system is reading my mind, a blue light appeared in front of Beom-seok.
'Would you like to absorb the remaining essence of King Joshaviah Jattir's lightning attribute?'
>Yes >No
'Once you absorb the attribute, it will become yours and you will be able to wield it. The attribute will not be void as you use magic analysis. The owner's body has a soul that do not naturally exist in this realm; hence a lightning attribute and an anti-mage attribute can coexist.'
'Would you like to absorb the remaining essence of King Joshaviah Jattir's lightning attribute?'
>Yes >No
Calmy, Beom-seok clicked the 'yes' button. A sudden bolt of lightning struck the tombstone, enveloping Beom-seok in a dazzling electric surge. To his astonishment, he felt an inexplicable surge of energy coursing through his veins. The very air seemed to crackle around him as he gasped in astonishment. He could feel the raw energy coursing within him, as if he had become a living conduit for the storm.
'You have successfully absorbed the remaining essence of King Joshaviah Jattir's lightning attribute'
'Knowledge level 30'
'Anti-mage analysis level 10'
'Lightning level 1'
'The owner of the body can now access his status window, and of the others below his level.'
Beom-seok suddenly remembered one of his lessons, which led the class with a discussion about coincidences and miracles. Beom-seok believe that coincidence and miracles are two concepts often used to describe events or occurrences that appear to be extraordinary or beyond the realm of normal explanation. Coincidence refers to the occurrence of events that happen by chance or accident but may appear to have some connection or significance due to their timing or association. These events might seem remarkable or surprising, but they lack any inherent causal relationship. Coincidences can be purely random and do not necessarily have any deeper meaning or supernatural influence. Miracles, on the other hand, are often considered to be extraordinary events that defy natural laws or scientific explanation. They are often attributed to a divine or supernatural intervention and are believed to be evidence of a higher power or spiritual force at work. Miracles are seen as highly meaningful and significant occurrences, often regarded as blessings or signs from a higher realm.
Beom-seok is someone who defies the natural law of nature.