I SHAVED EVERYWHERE EXCEPT ON MY FACE
Misenga's flame threads ignited the whole annex building in the Pleasure Court razing it to the ground in flames.
The other customers of the place, even if they were in the adjacent buildings quickly ran when they saw the fire rise, many of them using the chaotic situation not to pay their bills.
"That skinny crap will pay for your losses. Now bring me to another building", I replied to the cross-dressed manageress and pointed at Conjurer Ivior.
"Me?? I am not going to pay for the damage that you caused," Conjurer Ivior asked as he looked at the damage to the place and counted how much he must pay in his mind.
"You cockroach don't reply to me when not asked a question directly", I said to Conjurer Ivior before I slapped his face throwing him to the walls half conscious.
"That is the guy who receives and support us in Tarah city, you almost killed him", Kunka asked me.
"That idiot will live. Why should we care about him? he is only the scum who carry our bags", I replied to him about Ivior.
"As long as you compensate us for our loss, you'll be our esteemed customer. Let me bring you to another annex building to continue offering to you our most pleasurable services", the manageress told me as she tried to put her hands on me again.
"If you dress as a woman, at least shave your face", I told the manageress before pushing her away.
"I shaved everywhere, except on my face. Do you want to see?" the manageress asked me cheekily.
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"Great Conjurers, before you can join the Conjurer Inheritance competition, you must be pre-qualified as conjurers in our Conjurer Court", Conjurer Ivior explained to us trying hard not to look at me directly.
Ivior was badly hurt after I threw him to the wall, and he hasn't recovered yet. He was afraid I would smack him again.
"Does it mean we can't join the competition? None of us are qualified conjurers," Kunka asked.
"It is not easy to be registered as conjurers? They have to first become apprentices before being promoted to become conjurers", Misenga added.
"What a waste of time", I told them impatiently.
"There is an exception for those conjurers who wish to participate in the Conjurer Inheritance. Those who complete a test will be accorded probationary conjurers. If they reach the final list of inheritors, they would be promoted to conjurers automatically. Those who failed would lose their probationary conjurer status", Ivior explained to us.
"What test? What do the Conjurer Court want us to prove?" Misenga asked.
"The pre-qualification test has been simplified for the Conjurer Inheritance Competition", Ivior told us.
"What is the damn test?" I asked Ivior as I raised my hand to slap him again.
Conjurer Ivior quickly shrunk in fear before he told us, "You will have to fight conjured magical creatures and win".
"What a waste of time", I told them again.
Ivior quickly took us to the Conjurer Court to register for the Conjurer Inheritance competition. After registering our names, we waited our turns to stand in several magic arenas for testing.
Ivior probably bribed those registrars to give us preferential treatment. We were led to the test without waiting for very long despite many people queuing for the test.
Kunka went up to the test first.
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Suddenly, three mystical lions materialized in the arena, their forms pulsating with magical energy as they charged towards Kunka with fierce intent.
These summoned beasts possessed a vibrant vitality and formidable strength, akin to creatures of the Saturn tier in magical hierarchy.
Dealing with even one of these creatures would pose a daunting challenge for most conjurers, yet Kunka found himself confronting three.
With swift determination, Kunka infused himself with magic, his form expanding and strengthening until he stood three times his original size, towering over the conjured lions.
With a thunderous blow, he crushed one of the conjured lions beneath his massive hand. Despite the onslaught from the remaining two, Kunka's resilient body withstood their bites and claws with minimal harm.
With a mighty sweep, he hurled the lions aside, then swiftly dispatched another with a forceful strike.
However, the trial was far from over.
Following the defeat of the initial trio, a second round of tests awaited Kunka, this time with six conjured lions released to assail him.
Undeterred by the increased challenge, Kunka proved his strength once again, overcoming the six adversaries with skill and determination.
Yet, the trials continued to escalate as twelve conjured lions were unleashed for the third round.
Despite his remarkable prowess, Kunka eventually reached his limit after besting over twenty conjured lions, signaling an end to his valiant effort.
The registrars diligently recorded each triumph, tallying the number of defeated lions to determine Kunka's final score.
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"Who is this independent conjurer, he managed to defeat more than sixty conjured lions? Even the Conjurer Court's conjurers couldn't achieve that feat easily", someone who watched the test asked.
"There are many independent conjurers from across the continent whose abilities will shock us", another added.
"This strength-based conjurer is as strong as the powerful Knights Order of the Cross", a third one added his opinion about Kunka.
"Hey, look over at the other arena. That other guy also managed to defeat more than sixty conjured lions", someone else informed them.
"This conjurer is a master of flame. His flaming strands could burn and destroy the conjured lions easily", answered somebody else.
"Wait, look at this guy. He is asking for a hundred conjured lions in his first round of test", a spectator spoke out in shock and surprise.
"Who the hell is that?"
"He said his name is Bully"
"No..its Yaw Bulee"
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In the heart of the arena, where magic danced like a silent symphony, a woman stood, clad in attire foreign to the lands of the Three Dynasties.
Her gown, woven from threads of gold and mithrium, shimmered with the light of countless gems, leaving her midriff bare to the intrigued gazes of the crowd.
"Golden Saree"