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Third Person POV
Northern kingdoms.
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Following Madara's investigation, the next day began as usual. He was requested once again, and Madara went to train with Eist.
Madara saw Cirilla alongside training with the Lord Commander. "Do I just have to do this?!" she complained while rhythmically moving her sword.
"Yes, you need to learn to strike without moving from your spot," the man said. "That's why you must pay attention to your footwork." He pointed towards her lower body.
Despite not liking it, she continued to do as requested and saw Madara entering the area at that moment. "Hello, Madara!" she greeted him as usual.
Madara nodded as he approached the spot where Eist was waiting patiently.
"Let's begin," he said as soon as Madara picked up his sword.
"Yes." As soon as the boy was ready, they resumed their sparring, fighting each other. The session ended with Mousesack approaching.
"May I take the children?" he asked, and they released the boys for their training session.
The children sat as usual in his lab, hours passed while Cirilla, as always, initiated conversation with Madara during the training.
"Did you see how I am in the yard? I am training a lot, but it's so tiring to repeat the same movement," Cirilla continued to complain, shifting her gaze from the book to the boy studying the Northern language.
Madara looked up from his book to the girl, "Through repetition, you will achieve perfection, and it will keep you alive in combat," he replied to the girl who might not be as quick as him in learning but would surely become powerful in the future. Yet, she had to start somewhere.
"But it's so boring," she complained.
"That's how it is, just keep up the right pace and learn," he commented.
"..." Cirilla saw Madara returning to his book and made a pouty face, as he went back to ignoring her while studying.
Mousesack was arranging some things in the lab and couldn't help but smile at the two. The morning finally ended as servants brought lunch for them, returning to study in the afternoon until Cirilla's servant came to take her to her room. "Goodbye Madara, goodbye Uncle Mousesack!" she said leaving.
"You see, she calls me uncle, you could do the same..." Mousesack commented to Madara who stayed in the room.
"..." He remained silent at this demand, unwilling to call the old man uncle.
"Alright..." He laughed seeing that Madara did not take it seriously, before speaking again. "Now let's discuss your findings, you went to the Northern region yesterday, right? How was the investigation?"
"Difficult, as there were hardly any clues, I hardly found anything. However..." Madara began. "I started to see results late last night when I went to a bathhouse." He began explaining everything he had seen and heard.
"Can you show me the noble symbol you saw?" Mousesack asked, and Madara nodded, beginning to draw on a blank parchment.
Mousesack took the paper and looked attentively, "Certainly as you said, it seems a member of the Rushford family is involved, this complicates things..." Mousesack analyzed with a furrowed brow.
He put down the paper and looked at Madara, "So there is a spy and this mage now wants you..." he commented, thinking about everything he had heard. He was somewhat concerned about all this.
"It seems so, after all, I made life difficult for him the last time we met. Despite being cornered, I managed to find an opportunity to hurt him, it's common for someone to hold some resentment." Madara commented.
"But... also... Rushford is with them, I mean, his youngest son," he said, since it was not his heir, but a younger son who took care of his father's affairs in the city.
"Can you tell me about this family?" Madara asked, since information is almost everything.
"Yes, they are the most powerful family in the east, with wealth and lands, they are one of the most powerful vassals of Cintra. Even Queen Calanthe has to be cautious with him. After all, he contributed a lot. His family has contributed to the kingdom for hundreds of years," he said. "I need you to find sufficient evidence to incriminate him, so that his family cannot intervene and the Rushfords can do nothing about it, if the family is also involved, we will deal with them, but we need proof for that," Mousesack told the boy.
"Yes," Madara simply nodded, understanding.
"I know you can't act now, but prepare everything to start our actions, and I will talk to the Lord Commander, especially now that we know we have a spy. It seems they are not aware that you can infiltrate, not even a spy from the castle, which gives you an advantage," Mousesack breathed before continuing.
"But it seems someone important to know such secret information, I will investigate this. We are lucky that the only ones who know your true abilities are just me, Calanthe, Eist, and little Cirilla. No one knows that you can move through walls, so this puts us ahead of our enemies," he said, after all, Madara had never shown his abilities to anyone else who is still alive, besides the mage, but he seems not to have passed this information to his contacts in the city.
Madara simply nodded, Mousesack wanted something more from the boy before he left the area. "Before that, may I take a sample of your blood? I would like to go see it," Madara heard this and shrugged, after all, it seemed like nothing as Mousesack approached with a needle and pricked Madara's finger, while a bit of his blood dripped onto a glass slide.
Madara left the room after that, returning to his room and preparing to investigate another part of the north again this early morning.
Watching the boy leave, Mousesack returned to his routine, while doing his things in the lab, reading his books until he noticed it was past midnight. Seeing that he had finally finished his tasks, he thought about going to bed, but when he saw Madara's blood on his desk, his curiosity seemed to prevail over his physiological needs.
After all, the boy is a mystery. If he said he hadn't searched for the name Uchiha in his books, he would be lying, because even after looking through all the books in the castle, that unknown name appeared nowhere.
'My intuition says there's something more mysterious in this name, after all, there are no traces beyond Madara's parents appearing out of nowhere in a rural village in Cintra,' he murmured to himself.
He took the slide with the blood and brought it to a part of the lab, where he had a large telescope and a certain compass that could regulate the chaos energy of any object or magic, an artifact that he brought with him from Skellige.
He began by placing the glass slide under the microscope and taking a tool to pick up a small drop of the blood and placing it in front of his telescope, while he began to examine the blood, which was almost like human blood, as the plasma circulated normally. He looked at the chaos energy detector in the boy's blood, but the result was surprising. "Zero, how is that possible?"
For Mousesack, it even seemed more acceptable that he felt nothing, "but not even the equipment detecting any trace of chaos energy in him, is that possible?" he murmured as he began writing in his journal about his current experience.
He took another part of the blood, another small drop, and began to conduct some tests. First, he used a drop of a chemical and waited to see if there was any change, but there was none. "Well, at least the boy isn't some kind of monster..." After all, he had used a chemical potion that should have detected any corruption in his blood.
Seeing that the blood did not rot, Mousesack continued the experiment with other equipment he had, but without any result, which left him intrigued by the absence of chaos, wondering where the boy's abilities came from, after all, he could even produce fire and even a dragon had chaos to do that.
He then decided to use another meter, a power meter. He started to conduct other tests, but no results in anything until the power meter. He had wasted the time he was there testing, until finally there was a result when he used a Spiritual Stone to detect energy, he saw it begin to glow as soon as it came close to the blood.
"Interesting, we finally found something that reacts to his blood..." he murmured, seeing that Madara's blood indeed had power.
"Then his energy is spiritual, or something like that, few have this kind of power..." Mousesack murmured. He looked at the chaos detector, still showing zero while pointing to the stone, but then decided to use the power detector.
As soon as the power detector was pointed at the stone, its needle began to rise rapidly, reaching its maximum, while it kept hitting the end and returning a few small degrees. "This!?" Mousesack couldn't help but be alarmed, after all, even his detector could not see the real power in the boy's blood, since it could not measure the maximum.
"What does this mean, that his energy is completely spiritual? How is that possible?" he murmured, having never seen anything like it before. "He uses a spiritual energy that is different from chaos, which explains the boy's unique abilities... Well, I'll note this down, it certainly is interesting, but I doubt anyone can use this energy like the boy does... It seems the child is truly unique..." He talked to himself looking at his equipment.
"Let's see how he turns out in the future, are there more members of his family out there?" He wondered, after all, this is genetic.
"Could his descendants and children also have this power?" He thought aloud, "After all, I shouldn't be surprised that this mage wants the boy..." he concluded.
"I will speak with some of my acquaintances in Skellige, some druids are experts in the spiritual area and would certainly be interested in this." He said lastly, while marking his new notes in his diary, then waited and went back to rest, ending his day in the middle of the night.
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Raccoon here:
This is a chapter I classify as, the calm before the storm.