2025-06-16 08:15:15# **Chapter 5: The Interrogation
## **The Headmaster's Wrath** The air in the Headmaster's office was thick with tension, the scent of aged parchment and burning incense doing nothing to mask the hostility radiating from the gathered professors. Headmaster Aldric sat behind his massive obsidian desk, fingers steepled, his piercing silver eyes locked onto Ethan. To his right stood Professor Yvrelle, her thin lips pressed into a disapproving line. To his left, Professor Dain—the combat instructor—crossed his arms, his scarred face unreadable. **"Let us begin,"** the Headmaster said, his voice like rolling thunder. **"Ethan Gale. You cast two Supreme Tier spells today. Spells that require decades of study, spells that even some of our senior professors struggle with. Explain."** Ethan kept his expression carefully blank. He had anticipated this. **"I don't know what tier they were,"** he said, feigning confusion. **"I just… remembered them."** A beat of silence. Professor Yvrelle's eyebrow twitched. **"You *remembered* them?"** Ethan nodded slowly, letting his gaze drop to the floor as if recalling a painful memory. **"Last night, I had a dream. My father—before he died—he showed me two spellbooks. The Holy Knight Shield and Heaven's Descent. I didn't think much of it, but when Rolan attacked me… the spells just… came to me."** The professors exchanged glances. Headmaster Aldric leaned forward. **"Your father? The man who abandoned you as an infant?"** Ethan clenched his fists slightly—just enough to sell the act. **"I don't remember much. Just flashes. But in the dream… he wasn't the man people say he was. He was strong. A mage. Maybe even…"** He trailed off, letting the implication hang. **"A high-tier spellcaster,"** Professor Dain finished, his voice gruff. **"Impossible,"** Yvrelle snapped. **"The Holy Knight Shield is a sacred spell of the Astral Order. It hasn't been taught outside their temples in centuries!"** Ethan shrugged. **"I don't know about that. I just know what I saw."** The Headmaster's eyes narrowed. **"And you expect us to believe that after two years of being unable to cast even the simplest Spark, you suddenly mastered two Supreme Tier spells from a *dream*?"** Ethan met his gaze. **"I don't expect anything. But it's the truth."** A heavy silence settled over the room. Then— ## **The Mind Probe** Headmaster Aldric's staff glowed ominously. **"We shall see."** Before Ethan could react, a surge of foreign energy **speared into his mind**, tearing through his thoughts like a blade. The Headmaster's magic was relentless, searching for deception, for hidden knowledge, for any trace of dark arts or stolen power. Ethan gritted his teeth. *"System. Can you hide the Infinite Point System from him?"* **[Affirmative. Deploying mental barriers.]** The pressure in Ethan's skull lessened slightly as the System erected an impenetrable shield around its presence. The Headmaster's magic scraped against it, finding only what Ethan **allowed** him to find—fragmented memories of a dream, half-remembered images of a man who might have been his father, and the raw, unfiltered terror of facing Rolan's flames. After what felt like an eternity, the Headmaster withdrew, his expression unreadable. **"Well?"** Yvrelle demanded. Aldric's fingers drummed against the desk. **"He believes what he's saying."** Dain frowned. **"That doesn't mean it's true."** **"No,"** the Headmaster agreed. **"But it does mean he isn't lying."** Another tense silence. Then— ## **The Verdict** Headmaster Aldric stood, his robes billowing. **"Ethan Gale. Until we determine the truth of this matter, you are hereby forbidden from participating in unsupervised spellcasting. You will report to Professor Dain daily for evaluation. And you will **not** use those spells again without explicit permission. Understood?"** Ethan bowed his head. **"Understood."** **"Dismissed."** As Ethan turned to leave, the Headmaster's voice stopped him one last time. **"Oh, and Ethan?"** He glanced back. Aldric's smile didn't reach his eyes. **"Sleep well tonight. I'll be watching your dreams."** --- ### **The Shadow's Gaze** Ethan stepped into the moonlit hallway—and immediately sensed her. Lirien Veyne leaned against the far wall, her silver eyes gleaming like daggers in the dark. **"A dream?"** she mused, pushing off the wall. **"How… convenient."** Ethan didn't stop walking. **"Believe what you want."** She fell into step beside him, her voice a whisper. **"I don't believe in coincidences. And I don't believe in *dreams* that gift Supreme Tier spells."** Ethan smirked. **"Then I guess we'll find out who's right."** Lirien's fingers brushed against his arm—light as a spider's touch, but laced with something **cold and dangerous.** **"Oh, we will,"** she promised. **"Sweet dreams, Ethan Gale."** Then she was gone, vanished into the shadows. Ethan exhaled. The game had just gotten **a lot more complicated.** --- ### **Next Chapter Preview:** - **The Nightmare Watcher:** Headmaster Aldric invades Ethan's dreams—but what he finds **terrifies him.** - **Lirien's Hunt:** Rolan's sister begins her own investigation, and she **plays dirty.** - **The System's Warning:** Upgrading spells has consequences… and Ethan's body is **starting to rebel.** **End of Chapter 5.**
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The room fell into a heavy silence. No one moved. No one spoke. The air itself seemed to grow still, as though holding its breath. Alaric was the first to break it. His deep voice cut through the tension. “How did you know?” All eyes turned to Ethan, waiting for his answer. “I have a high affinity for light magic,” Ethan replied calmly. “And the strange energy I sensed earlier… it’s dark magic.” He exhaled slowly, forcing his shoulders to relax before lowering himself back into his seat. “Well,” Alaric began again, drawing in a long breath, “now that you are part of this family, I think it’s best we tell you the truth.” Ethan frowned slightly. “Tell me what?” His voice carried genuine confusion. Looking around the table, he noticed that everyone’s expressions had shifted. The playful warmth from earlier had vanished, replaced by something far more serious — a shared sorrow that weighed down the air. “Ethan,” Alaric said, his gaze steady, “do you know the real reason I attack
Chapter 41 :
I’m coming,” he said. And with that, he follow behind the group. The garden was still heavy with the scent of scorched earth and broken stone when they finally moved toward the tall wrought-iron gates. High walls surrounded the entire place, their surfaces catching the faint shimmer of warding magic. But the moment they stepped out of the garden’s bounds, Ethan froze. His eyes widened in shock. An army—an actual army—stood before them. Dozens upon dozens of knights, clad in polished silver plate that gleamed under the afternoon sun, stood shoulder to shoulder in perfect formation. Each carried a long silver spear in one hand and a round, gleaming shield in the other. Their armor caught the light like mirrors, making them look almost inhuman—like a tide of metal statues ready to march. They weren’t just standing guard. Their posture, the slight lean forward, the way their shields overlapped in a wall… this was an attack stance. One command, and they would rush in like a silv
Chapter 40: A Family Like No Other
Alaric looked at Ethan with calm seriousness and said, “What do you think? Do you want to become part of this family?”Ethan blinked.The words hit him like a punch to the gut—not because they hurt, but because they were so wildly out of place. He stood there, staring at the Valtair family with a completely speechless expression. A warm breeze swept past, rustling his torn clothes and the ash-ridden remains of the garden. The chaos of battle still hung in the air, but somehow, that one question had shifted the tone entirely.This is not how it’s supposed to go.“This is completely wrong,” Ethan muttered under his breath, shaking his head in disbelief. “This isn’t how it’s supposed to be.”Lucas tilted his head, confused. “What do you mean, Ethan?”Ethan exhaled sharply and raised a hand, pointing around as he spoke. “Well… first of all, I’m the one who’s supposed to ask for Sophia’s hand. You—” he pointed at Alaric—“you’re supposed to scowl at me, say I’m a nobody, not worthy of your
Chapter 39: A Family Too Forward
As silence fell over the garden, everyone took in the devastation left in the wake of the battle. The once-beautiful sanctuary—bursting with rare celestial blossoms, glowing crystal fountains, and whispering trees—was now reduced to rubble and scorched earth. The scent of ash and crushed petals hung in the air, thick and bitter. A heavy feeling of guilt settled in Ethan's chest as he observed the sorrow on the faces of Sophia and her family. He lowered his head, took a deep breath, and slowly dismissed the golden knights standing guard before him. With a soft shimmer of light, the two holy protectors vanished into thin air. Facing Alaric and the others, Ethan bowed deeply. “It was my fault… I’m truly sorry for destroying the garden. I didn’t intend to bring harm to something so precious.” The words were sincere. He didn’t care for etiquette, but he did care about those who had done no wrong—and Sophia clearly treasured this place. Alaric raised an eyebrow in surprise. Few peopl
Chapter 38 : He is Ethan
Both Ethan and Alaric froze at the sound of that voice. At the same time, as if by instinct, both muttered in unison: “Sophia.” Lucas, Solmira, Lin, and Harry all turned sharply, their expressions painted with shock. Harry was the first to spot her—and gasped. There, standing within a glowing dome of golden light, was Sophia. She stood with red eyes, her eyes brimming with tears, and her voice trembled with desperation as she cried out: “Both of you, stop fighting! Please—just stop!” As soon as she appeared, Lucas, Solmira, Lin, and I rushed toward her. Lucas reached her first—but was suddenly blasted backward by a wave of golden light the moment he got too close. > “Lucas!” Lin shouted, rushing to him. > “What happened?!” Solmira demanded. Lucas groaned, rubbing his arm. “I… I couldn’t get through the barrier. It just rejected me.” Solmira scowled. “Then we’ll just break it open—” > “No, wait!” Sophia interrupted. “Don’t! This must be Ethan’s doing. He must’ve
Chapter 37: The Voice of Judgment
The light became so intense that all the weaker cultivators had to shield their eyes. It was as if a second sun had appeared right before them. But it didn’t last long. As the divine brilliance began to fade, so too did the searing pain in their bodies. Slowly, hesitantly, people began to open their eyes—blinking, squinting—trying to make sense of what they were seeing. At first, their vision blurred. But then, when clarity returned, their mouths opened wide enough to swallow an egg. Across the entirety of Star City, silence reigned. Even the wild beasts in the forest, normally howling and screeching at this hour, fell deathly still. The streets were quiet. The mansions, the markets, the skies—everything and everyone froze. And then, a scream—not from one, but from many—shattered the silence. > “Whaaat…” “What is that!?” “It’s… it’s an angel!” “Am I dreaming? Someone slap me!” “By the heavens above… is this divine judgment?” “T-that thing… it came from a spell?”
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