"Where is your answer?!" demanded the Lord in rage.
Eden gazed at him as he was about to reply I don't know, the Lord interrupted,
"I want yes or no.
Truth and false.
Evidence and fake.
I will not take a clueless reply.
I want clarity from you so you won't be back-named.
Answer me with a clear statement defeating your bloodline!"
Eden standing with a dumb head watched him while still a lot in his thoughts.
"How will I prove my Bloodline…. How wil......?"
Suddenly, an idea hit his head, "Bloodline that's it! Bloodline!" he started viewing to his sides, scanning for an object.
"What's wrong?" asked Melody concerned about what was he suddenly looking for. When he answered pepping over his shoulder,
"let go of my arms, I have proof."
"You do?" surprised both.
"Yes!" he nodded.
They confirmed from the Lord his permission to release him and he accepted it.
As the boy step back to the podium, the hall was muted, eager to see what was going to happen next.
"The Secretaries left him?" surprised a student.
"What now?" shocked another girl.
"What is he doing?" wondered all heads.
As Eden stood alone, the higher-ups were glued on him to see how well he proof his identity as a Magus Bloodline.
Immediately, the boy got to work.
He pulled out his brooch from his cravat. It carried a sharp golden needle at its back.
This stunned the leaders losing their speech however; they waited to see what was next.
He opened his left cuff button, pulled it back to his elbow, and said in respect,
"My great Lord Mister Angus Grey, this is my proof!"
He raised the sharp needle high and dashed it down, straight on his wrist.
The needle went into his flesh as he pressed it deeper and deeper with all his strength.
By doing this, Eden was in great pain, his head ached from the agony as he felt his strength draining away.
He wanted to stop yet, to prove his identity he had to stand firm on his feet.
In everyone's view, he stood like a rock facing the wild storm in front of the aspect for his respect.
While pressing the needle deeper, he used all his courage and crushed it open, giving himself a scar.
All went dumbfounded.
Blood began to pour down. Before the gore dropped on the floor, he stretched his arm above the table, dripping as much blood on the surface as possible.
DRIP!
DRIP!
DROP!
Tiny drops, thick drops, and large drops all pontor on the table staining the polished surface into the red sheet.
He let the needle stay in his wound letting the flow go on.
Here Eden was in grave pain. He felt dizzy while, holding back his scream. His eye vision went blurry.
But, he had to hold firm on himself for the sake of the truth!
The truth was all that made him stand on his feet.
His lips were shivering as he tolerated there watching in solemnly the blood pouring out of his skin.
The entire hall watched in scandalized this performance.
Including the Great Lord Angus, the eight principals, and the two secretaries.
They all lost their breathing while viewing a child doing this, forgetting to blink for a second.
Eden stood firm on his pose letting the flow. It created a red pond layering over the chart.
Thus, the process activated again.
Through the paddle, the connection got linked with the Orb displaying his identity.
The same as the earlier one.
Locker from the Black Crest Family.
A Magus Bloodline.
Level: -1.
Tragically once it represented the truth, black lighting sparks out from the Orb, cracking it into hundred lines, resulting in the smashing of the great Orb all over the table.
The two Secretaries retreated in pace dodging any attack from the fleet.
They were puzzled about what had happened here.
"Eden! GET BACK!!!" called Melody to retreat.
However, the student just stood his ground.
He sensed the situation.
If he moved away, he might be taken as a liar due to his retreating.
To prove his bloodline, he had to face the glass.
This resulted in some wounds and cuts over his arms and legs.
The glass fleet right in front of him.
But, Eden did not fear.
He watched this with a cold expression letting mirror pieces pass by or cut through his structure.
Thus, he gazed at the great Lord Angus and smiled replying,
"My Great Lord, this is my crystal-clear piece of evidence. You asked me to prove my bloodline and this is how I have done. I…." admitted the boy his identity finally,
"I am Eden Locker, a Magus from the Black Crest Family!!!"
There was a dead silence in the hall when Eden added,
"After all, Sir, Lord. Our line flow within our blood…"
"mmm…. AH! AH! AH! HAHAHA!!!" suddenly the Great Lord Angus burst into a laugh.
"HAHAH!!! This is…. HAHA!" he laughed and laughed.