Mary Davis
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The fountain was located in the center and there were some paths heading toward ten buildings in different directions. The place had some arches, trees, bushes, benches, and small pagodas where there were already some people sitting and chatting away. Emery noticed that the edge of the plaza seemed to be an empty space except for the fences and when he went to the edge he found out that they were in a location where everything was floating. "That building over there is building seven. Class 70 to…
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Emery was clenching his fist so hard that it was almost white. He stared at the measurements of the eye of power and felt indignant. He asked, voice shaking, "Co-Could we do the t-test again?" Minerva nodded but her face didn't seem hopeful. The text of Emery's examination erased itself. The eye of power shone once more and showed the same number. When Emery had seen Minerva's expression, he had known it was futile. Emery became crestfallen. He indeed had the lowest battle power, spirit power and…
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Minerva put her attention back to the examination. "Next." The following youths had similar results between each other. There was a young man that towered over the rest of his peers and achieved battle power of 24. Two levels higher than Silva, but his spirit power was quite low at 22. The others on average had a battle power of 10 and a spirit power of 25. As for their aptitudes every one in ten had a rank s rating. It took half an hour at most before Emery and his group of friends from planet Earth…
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Affinity, however, was akin to having a heavy closed gate where the other side was the countless potential. You need to have the strength to push open that heavy gate and the aptitude to learn what the other side of the gate had to offer. Hence, the second test Minerva prepared was to examine the battle power and aptitude of each person in her class. This time, she asked everyone to come in front after summoning a glowing symbol that appeared to be an eye. She said, "One by one, all of you will enter…
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It spoke! Almost everyone was baffled. How could an object speak? Minerva didn't bother explaining as the crystal ball selected its new target and went above the mysterious young girl wearing a large veil with her long hair peeking on its edges and snowish-white skin. It didn't take long for the ball to turn to glow green. The others who didn't understand started muttering. Minerva then started explaining while the crystal ball flew around, "A lot of you must be wondering. Let me explain here. The…
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"Magus? What do you mean by magus?" asked a random boy. Minerva raised one hand and the wind around the whole room stirred. Trails of wind around headed to Minerva and converged into her hand. Wind wasn't usually visible, but there it was, a large sphere of wind spinning at the top of her hand. She casually explained, "Magus, sorcerer, witch, magician, wizard, shaman, warlock, element weaver, etc. These are all different terms for different worlds but all pertain to the same thing. People who have…
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Emery pondered the meaning of that sentence. But he was torn whether he wanted to go back or not, after all, was there anything else that would make him want to go back? His father had been killed, his entire estate had been burned to the ground, and even the princess. The princess who had said they couldn't even be at least friends. Maybe revenge against the marauders? But what power did he have to defeat them? He was weak and frail. Whatever excuse he could come up with to return, he always had something…
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Emery went to the main hall and saw his father still drinking. He had seen him drinking since afternoon, but he was still continuing this evening. Simply silent, drinking alcohol. Emery walked to up his father and said to him almost a whisper, "Father... I am sorry..." Geoffrey dazedly lifted his head and replied, "You're fine, my son. It wasn't your fault. It never has been your fault..." Emery asked, "If it wasn't my fault, then what happened, father? Please, tell me." Geoffrey opened his…
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The Ambrose Family was already at the bottom of the barrel, but Fantumar's pressing further by asking the princess and the king not to socialize with Emery was pushing it. Gwen stomped the ground and glared at the fat noble. Her voice had a sense of sharpness in them. "Lord Fantumar, you may be my father's right hand but you're out of line telling me who I can and cannot be friends with!" Fantumar furrowed his brows. This princess had always been a pain in the ass for their family. He turned to the…
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He was with her in the enchanting garden, the great view of the sea, the sound of the waves. The rays of the moon and stars reflected from the coast to her, making her beauty indescribable. Emery didn't want to let go of the smooth and soft hand of the most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes upon. His heart thumped against his chest. The footsteps of the handmaidens and guards neared and Gwen released her grip on him. "Princess Gwen? We could get in trouble." "Oh come on, Emery. You don't have…
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