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Chapter 20 - Chapter 20 (Departure)

The days at the academy passed in a whirlwind of classes, training, and unexpected mishaps that kept everyone on their toes. Valeria, Owen, and their friends found themselves navigating a blend of magical theory, practical spellcasting, and the occasional hilarious misadventure.

In Professor Elara's elemental magic class, chaos erupted when Owen's attempt at conjuring a water orb accidentally soaked Professor Elara's robes.

Owen stammered apologies, "I-I'm sorry, Professor! I didn't mean to flood the classroom."

Professor Elara, dripping wet but surprisingly good-natured, waved her wand to dry herself off. "No harm done, Owen. Just be glad it wasn't during my fireball demonstration!"

Valeria, stifling a laugh, whispered to Owen, "Well, at least you are keeping things interesting for me at this academy."

In Defense Against the Dark Arts with Professor Thonee, Valeria found herself partnered with a mischievous classmate, Lily, whose experiments with protective wards often ended in comical failures.

Lily grinned sheepishly as her latest ward fizzled out, leaving them vulnerable to an illusion spell. "Oops! Looks like I need to work on my focus," she admitted.

James another reckless student chuckled, "Maybe next time, try visualizing a grumpy dragon instead of a friendly butterfly." And the students busted into a contagious laughter.

During their physical training sessions, Clorent Bryan, the instructor known for his strict regimen, tried to inspire his students with motivational speeches that often veered into unintentional humor.

"Alright, cadets! Imagine you're dodging fireballs, not just doing push-ups!" Clorent bellowed, his booming voice echoing across the training grounds.

James, always eager to lighten the mood, winked at Lily and whispered, "If only Clorent knew how much we'd pay for a fireball dodgeball session!"

Lily stifled a giggle, nodding in agreement. "I think he'd have a heart attack."

As the intensive training day approached, anticipation mingled with nerves among the students. Valeria, Owen, and their friends gathered in the courtyard, discussing strategies and sharing inside jokes to ease their pre-training jitters.

"I hope they don't make us run through another maze of illusions," Valeria remarked, rolling her eyes. "I still have nightmares about that dragon that turned out to be a bunny."

Owen chuckled, adjusting his gloves nervously. "At least this time, we'll be prepared. Right, James?"

James grinned, twirling his staff confidently. "Absolutely! And if anything goes wrong, I'll just dazzle them with my dazzling smile."

Lily smirked, "Or we can unleash Mary's legendary windstorm spell to blow them away."

Mary blushed modestly, "Let's hope it doesn't come to that. But if it does, I'm ready!"

Amidst the laughter and camaraderie, Blackthorn remained aloof, observing the banter with a small smile. He kept his thoughts to himself, knowing his departure loomed ahead, a decision he had made with unwavering determination.

On the eve of his departure, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Valeria found Owen sitting with Blackthorn in the quiet of their dormitory.

Valeria flopped onto the couch with a sigh. "Phew! What a day. I didn't expect it to be all practice sessions, but I'm glad we got to refine our skills."

Owen nodded in agreement, wiping sweat from his brow. "Yeah, I was hoping for some real-world challenges, but practice is valuable too. We learned a lot today."

Meanwhile, Blackthorn leaned against the wall, his usual nonchalant demeanor tinged with a hint of contemplation. "You both did well today," he remarked casually, catching their attention.

Valeria glanced at him curiously. "Thanks, Blackthorn. Are you starting to see the value in this training?"

Blackthorn paused, his gaze drifting towards the window as if lost in thought. "Maybe," he replied cryptically. "But I've made up my mind."

Valeria and Owen exchanged puzzled looks, sensing a shift in Blackthorn's usual demeanor. Owen hesitated before asking, "What do you mean, Blackthorn? You've made up your mind about what?"

Blackthorn sighed softly, his expression serious. "I'm leaving the academy," he stated bluntly, meeting their surprised gazes with resolve.

Valeria's eyes widened in disbelief. "Leaving? But why, Blackthorn? You've been here with us all this time."

Blackthorn shook his head slightly. "There are things I need to fix, things I need to understand," he explained vaguely. "We were sent back in time, and there's more to me than meets the eye."

Owen furrowed his brow, trying to make sense of Blackthorn's cryptic words. "Sent back in time? What are you talking about, Blackthorn?"

Blackthorn sighed again, realizing he needed to be more direct. "I am not just a student here," he admitted quietly. "I am from a place called Duskfall, and I have a mission that transcends this academy. I can't stay here any longer."

Valeria stepped closer, her concern evident. "But Blackthorn, we are now friends, and we experienced the same to, we can help you."

Blackthorn shook his head sadly. "This is something I must do alone, the vorpal Lords will soon strike," he insisted.

"Valeria, continue to get stronger. Join Dante and Evelyn at their higher-level academy. Owen, take this." He reached into his pocket and handed Owen a small vial containing a rare pill. "It will enhance your strength and endurance. Use it wisely."

Owen accepted the vial with a mix of surprise and gratitude, clutching it tightly. "Thank you, Blackthorn. But where will you go? When will we see you again?"

Blackthorn smiled faintly, his eyes distant yet determined. "I will find you when the time is right," he assured them. "For now, focus on your training, on becoming the best you can be. Goodbye, Valeria, Owen. Take care of yourselves."

Valeria nudged Blackthorn gently. "You know, for someone who's leaving, you've been pretty quiet. Got any last words of wisdom for us?"

Blackthorn looked at them both with a rare softness in his gaze. "Just remember why you're here," he said quietly. "And never underestimate the power of a good laugh, even in the darkest of times."

Owen nodded thoughtfully, while Valeria smiled, her eyes shining with unspoken gratitude. "We'll miss you, Blackthorn. Take care out there, wherever you're going. And don't you dare become the villain you were in the future, you are terrible enough as you are now. I don't want us to become enemies once again."

Blackthorn stood up, his posture resolute yet tinged with melancholy. "Thank you, Valeria, Owen. I can't promise much, however you both have more strength than you realize. Use it well."

With that, Blackthorn turned and walked towards the door, his footsteps echoing softly in the quiet dormitory, leaving behind a lingering sense of mystery and a future yet to be written.

Valeria and Owen watched him go, a mix of emotions swirling within them—sadness at his departure, Owen especially, curios about his mysterious past, and determination to heed his advice and continue his journey.

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As the first light of dawn touched the horizon, Blackthorn disappeared from the academy, leaving behind memories of his enigmatic presence and a future full of uncertainties.