While walking towards the Owsdin Estate,
"Young master, your older brother Nolen and The Lord have called for you," the butler informed Lukas.
Lukas acknowledged with a nod and observed his butler, Charlos, who appeared to be an unassuming individual with black hair and black eyes.
Charlos sported a well-groomed white beard and wore a pair of thin black glasses with a small golden chain attached to the handle.
However unassuming he seemed though Lukas knew that he was a 5th circle magician, chosen as a guardian by his father.
Speaking of his father, Rhys Ver Owsdin, he was a renowned 7th circle magician himself yet compared to other family heads, Rhys Ver Owsdin fell far too short in terms of his achievements.
Over fifty individuals had surpassed the 8th circle and reached the prestigious 9th quadra circle. Among them were five esteemed supreme ones, including the current ruler of the Owsdin family and the ten High Elders. As for the remaining four, three were enrolled at the renowned Owsdin Academy, while the last one was diligently striving to break through.
After half an hour of walking through the bustling town of Erys,they arrived at the family residence. It was in the middle of the town.
Passing through the beautiful garden and the training ground where guards were practicing, they finally reached the imposing gate.
The guards bowed towards Lukas, opening the huge gate for him.
Lukas felt a bit nostalgic, walking through the corridors and remembering his time here.Lukas noticed the familiar faces of servants and guards, all bowing as he passed by.
Reaching the central hall, Lukas saw his elder brother, Nolen, gripping the hilt of his twin blades while gazing at the firewood.
Taking a deep breath, as Lukas entered the hall his brother noticed and turned around looking at him.
Nolen's steely gaze met Lukas' perpetually unreadable expression, as Nolen remarked with a curt nod,
"You're late, Lukas."
"I had to finalize some matters," Lukas replied, maintaining eye contact.
Nolen returned to inspecting the blades of his twin swords, the silence only broken by the crackling of the flames.
Charlos discreetly stepped aside, giving the brothers a moment.
"Should I burn that tree after you leave?" Nolen asked abruptly.
Lukas didn't answer immediately. "Do as you want."
Nolen hadn't expected such a response, considering how often Lukas spent his time there.
"Is father home?"
"Yes, father and mother are waiting in the office. Madam Neyla is also present. Mind your behavior there," Nolen replied.
Shaking his head, Lukas turned left towards the stairs, with the butler following closely behind.
Lukas paused at the foot of the stairs, glanced back deeply at his brother, before walking away.
"I'll definitely help you ," Lukas thought,as his gaze shifted to the dark double doors Infront of him.
"A new journey awaits me. I won't let it end like it did before," Flashes of his previous life flooded his mind.
"But first, let's awaken my abilities"
Composing his excited self, Lukas entered the office. His father, mother, and his brother's future fiancée turned to gaze at him.
Lukas walked in, and as he did, his father, a commanding figure with long blonde hair neatly trimmed at the sides, acknowledged him with a nod. His father's broad build was emphasized by the fur trimmed overcoat he wore, His air of authority was further enhanced by a small cross-shaped scar on his cheek.
Lukas' mother, elegant and composed, offered a warm smile in contrast to his father. She had a smaller build compared to his father.Her purple eyes still shone with youthful luster and showed deep care for Lukas.
Madam Neyla, Nolen's future fiancée, curtsied politely. Her blue hazel eyes assessing him as it was their first time meeting each other.
Lukas also gave a quick glance at observing her,
She was a beautiful lady with long crimson hair contrasting with her blue eyes, nor too overbearing neither too gentle she seemed quite graceful. He stopped then nodded politely to her.
"Welcome, Lukas," his father said getting his attention and placing his thin glasses on the table.
"Father, Mother," Lukas looked at them and greeted respectfully, meeting Rhys's discerning gaze with his red eyes.
Lukas knew his father, Rhys Ver Owsdin, a seventh circle magician, had high expectations not only for him but for the entire family. His eldest son had already proven himself more than capable, and now it was Lukas's turn as the youngest son, Lukas Ver Owsdin.
As Lukas looked at his father, he couldn't help but feel a mixture of awe, familiarity and affection. Despite his cold demeanor, Rhys had saved Lukas from multiple assassinations and poisonings orchestrated from the Shadows.
Ranked as the 46th family in the Verdon family ranking, the competition of resources was intense. The higher the ranking, the greater the resources. To make matters worse, every three hundred years, the five families of the Owsdins, each consisting of one hundred leading families, competed to become the ruling family of their own estate and the reigning family that governed all five families.
These five families were:
• The Verdons, the Crest of Defense (Earth element)
• The Tryus, the Crest of Healing (Nature element)
• The Kairos, the Crest of Speed (Lightning element)
• Austen, the Crest of Power (Fire element)
• Zenova, the Crest of Sky (Air element)
Together, these five families formed one of the most formidable forces in the world—the Owsdins.
Legend had it that the Owsdins came into existence when "Owsdin," the last living dragon above the sky, was gravely injured during the great war against the dark faction.
On the brink of death, he traversed the world for a place to rest and eventually came across a group of humans atop a hill. Pitying them for their weakness and realizing that humans needed an additional power to face future challenges, Owsdin bestowed his blood essence upon the five children, each representing one of the elements.
He returned to the mana as he was once formed by it. The Greatest hero of the world 'Owsdin' met his demise yet still his will and power carried on.
The five children grew up and, in honor of their master, named their group "Owsdin." From that point on, every generation of the Owsdins who awakened their powers would possess the respective element they were given. Thus, the renowned Owsdin Family was born. In respect for their ancestors, starting from the second generation, all members took their ancestors' names in the middle, creating the five great families of Owsdin in the present time.
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His father's gaze fell upon him, silently conveying his expectation. Lukas understood what was being asked of him. His father was essentially asking to start the conversation.
"I will be leaving tomorrow father"
His father looked down at the book grabbing the pen.Writing something and muttered without any shred of emotion," Hmmm, Good you can finally learn magic like you've always wanted"
He stopped writing and gazed at his son who sat across from him. His eyes softened slightly as he realized that his son, too, would eventually depart from this place. His son had always had that air of maturity and calmness around him, although unnatural in a child of his age but he liked that about him.
" Do you know why you are here?"
Lukas nodded his head.
"To awaken my Attributes"
Yes, This was the thing he was waiting for. He can finally see what element he'll awaken.
"Good, Miss Neyla,"His father stood up and gestured towards Madam Neyla who stood beside him.
Nayla nodded and looked back again at the young genius whom she heard about from Nolen. She could see why. Even that cold hearted idiot praised him. His bearing was really that calm and mature really rare for his age. Kids would usually be jumping in excitement or be trembling in nervousness before elemental awakening yet his expression is still the same as taking a stroll.
Meanwhile,
Lukas was staring at her. Wondering how that cold brother of his charmed such beautiful lady.
All of a sudden. Someone hugged him from the side. Burying his face under huge softness.
" Sob sob, My son is looking at another woman instead of his mother."
With some struggle shaking his head. He managed to escape and looked up.
Two beautiful purple eyes filled with affection were gazing at him tenderly
This is his mother "Alessia Asbret".
"No, mother. How could I? You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen."
Lukas replied with a smile, as he had already become accustomed to the situation. Unfortunately, his response only made matters worse.
" Ahheyeh"
She Hugged him really tight," Sob sob, my son is the best. How can I live here without you."sulkingly she said.
Lukas had already resigned to his fate. And thus his love dovy mother hugged him and ruffled his hair to her hearts content, stopping only when the preparation of "The awakening process" were completed
Lukas stood up, fixed his hair, and approached the large transparent ball on the small table in front of him.
" Start injecting your mana there" Nayla spoke.
Lukas's father and mother stood by his left side, patiently awaiting their son's awakening of his element and attributes.
[ To be continued...]