(Numeral#50, please step forward,) the Alphis announced.
Immediately, a boy with blue hair and indigo eyes stood up. (Finally, young master Azul, it's time for you to shine,) the mayor enthusiastically proclaimed.
Hearing the mayor, Azul nodded and turned towards his so-called uncle. (Uncle, I'll leave the matter of secrecy up to you.)
Uncle Cavve meaningfully nodded and addressed the crowd, his tone intimidating. (Everyone, this old man has a few words to say. Please refrain from spreading what happened here to the outside world. Originally, we, the Cadzel, wanted our young master to undergo the primeval analysis in secrecy. But due to the child's curiosity and insistence, we have no choice but to compromise on this matter and opt for the regular assessment. So, I hope you all could carefully consider this request and choose your stance wisely.)
Upon hearing his not-so-threatening[?] request, the hall buzzed, and the listeners started discussing amongst themselves.
Consequently, the aristocrat known as Moretti responded in favor. (You don't need to worry, Elder Cavve. We all understood and recognize that young master Azul is an extraordinary talent and should be kept hidden until the right moment. Thus, we shall make sure no words get out of the present happenings. Isn't that right, everyone?)
(Yes, yes. Patriarch Moretti is right. In the first place, we, the aristocrats, came here to witness the splendor of the child who invoked blue fire visualization approximately in ten percent of the original city. Which is an unbelievable fact from our point of view,) another aristocrat echoed in fascination.
Hearing their words, the other aristocrats followed by expressing their own opinions in agreement.
The old man nodded, then darted his gaze downward to where the seats of the commoners were situated. (And what do all of you think?)
Despite his powers being restricted, the old man emitted a substantial mental pressure through his gaze, reflecting his extensive experience on the battlefield and the bloodshed of his enemies.
Enduring the sudden mental strain, the commoners exchanged glances and nodded, signifying their willingness to cooperate. Of course, expect for a certain trio who aren't even visible to the audience
(Good... However, if anyone dwelled on the thoughts of insincerity and breeching the unspoken agreement once they leave this tower, then perhaps they should first consider the consequences and the worth of their own lives.) The old man nodded in approval of their decision, once again reaffirming his authority over both the aristocrats and commoners.
And so, with that, the primeval analysis of Azul Cadzel began.
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The primeval program seeped into Azul's being, momentarily ceasing his existence to animate. But fortunately, this isn't first time Azul experienced this sensation. So, he wasn't nervous unlike other children of his age. After all...?.
[Analyzing the talent... Calculating the potential]
[Assessment Results;
@ Code Attunement ~ {64%]
@ Source Formation ~ {Utterly Possible}
@ Hypothesized Source Distinction ~ {Azur-Pyrokinesis}
@ Uniqueness ~ {Versatility}
@ Elemental Affinity ~ {Fire, Air, Divine}
@ Spiritual Aptitude ~ {24%}
{Analytical Disclaimer: Remember, these are only results in the present and might change in the future in accordance of the child's circumstantial growth}.
Azul gazed at the results and nodded in satisfaction. It was as if these results were not surprising to him at all... In fact, he was rather disappointed with his current...? .
Viewing the assessment results, the crowd was almost jolted from their seats.
(This, this, isn't this talent too overwhelming?) someone in the audience shouted in sheer astonishment. Nevertheless, no one in the crowd was in the mood to care about his outburst..
"Unbelievable," Moretti muttered disbelievingly, (if I recall correctly, in the history of our world, even the strongest known talent only had a 50% code attunement in their childhood, right?)
(As expected of an child who could affect the world's flow with just a visual impact at birth, it seems my decision to visit the analysis tower and bear witness to the extraordinariness of the scion of the Nobel household of sorcery - Cadzel - is the right choice, after all.)
The crowd was in a frenzy due to the incredible results displayed on the ether screen, whether they were aristocrats or commoners.
(Young master, you're amazing, with this kind of exceptional talent that could compete even with the monstrous prodigies of the top forces. Maybe, at last, our world standing might rise in the ranks and wouldn't be restricted to the lower section anymore.) Meanwhile, the mayor, who had sworn loyalty to Azul a moment ago, stood up and shouted with excitement, adrenaline coursing through his body. He also praised himself for the right decision he made to join this guild and, at the same time, cursed his previous self for the impudent act and unsightly performance shown in the presence of Cadzel's scion - Azul..
Beside him, the old man, or Uncle Cavve, simply nodded in acknowledgement and didn't practically show any discerning expression on his face. He continued his unperturbed demeanor and muttered to himself, (It seems the forbidden ritual is still imperfect, huh?)
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(Aunt, are those assessment results really that amazing?) Bewildered by the jubilant crowd, Void skeptically asked.
Unfortunately, his aunt's figure seemed to be petrified in the seat. If you take a closer look, you could see shock glittering in her oceanic eyes. She muttered inexplicably, (Impossible, how could a mere child grasp the concept of kinesis?)
Seeing her reaction, Void & Sora grew even more perplexed. Void curiously inquired, (What is kinesis?)
It seems that the reason for her out-of-the-ordinary reaction isn't because of Azul's tremendous potential, but rather something else entirely...
Hearing his sweet voice, Sarah regained her composure and returned to her indifferent self. She casually responded, (Kinesis\Kenosis is the fundamental truth of an existing concept. Those who have attained this kind of {Primal Source Transformation} are already at the level of 'Progenitors'...)
"Eh? That means..." 👁🗨👁🗨👁🗨👁🗨👁🗨