The sun blazed high above the academy’s arena, casting a golden hue over the expansive grounds. The stands were packed with parents, lecturers, and students, their excited chatter building an almost tangible energy in the air. The Transfer Trials had officially begun, and everyone was eager to see which clans would prove their worth—or disgrace themselves further.
In the VIP section, Gerald Valon, dressed in a finely tailored suit, took his seat with an air of authority. His piercing gaze swept over the crowd before settling on the lecturers and parents who approached him with deference. “Lord Valon, it’s an honor,” A Professor greeted, his tone laced with respect as he shook Gerald’s hand firmly. “The honor is mine, Professor,” Gerald replied smoothly, his expression calm and unreadable. “I trust today’s games will be as enlightening as always?” Professor Ryn chuckled lightly. “Indeed. It’s always a spectacle to see the determination—or lack thereof—of the students.” Gerald’s sharp eyes drifted briefly to the far end of the arena, where a lone figure stood apart from the rest. Even from this distance, he recognized Miko. The boy wore a hooded cloak, his face partially obscured as he leaned against a column, watching the commotion around him. Gerald’s lips tightened in disgust, his gaze narrowing for a fraction of a second before he turned back to the conversation at hand. “Let’s see if the boy can do something worthwhile for once,” he murmured. The commentator’s voice boomed through the arena, instantly silencing the chatter. The commentator’s voice boomed, electrifying the crowd as the game began. The arena buzzed with energy as the teams gathered, their excitement palpable. ** “Welcome, everyone, to the highly anticipated Clan games. The first game is the SafeGuard Flag! All clans are participating in this round, and the rules are simple: Each team must protect their own flag while trying to capture the flags of other teams. The team with the most flags by the end of the match wins. Let the games begin!” The field quickly transformed into a chaotic battleground, flags waving on pedestals at each team’s base. Each clan stood poised, ready to defend their flag and seize others. Clan Dusk stood at the edge of the platform, their members preparing for the battle ahead. Miko stood still among them, his dark cloak trailing behind him, the sword at his side gleaming. “Miko,” Liam, called, a playful grin on his face. “You sure you don’t want to join the fun up front? We could use some extra ashpower.” Anna hits Liam and he bursts into laughter. Miko simply shook his head. “You guys focus on getting flags. I’ll handle ours.” His voice was calm, almost too calm, but there was a confidence in his stance that his teammates noticed. Akiya smirked as she adjusted her gear. “Alright, we’ll trust you to hold down the fort, Miko.” “Yeah,” Anna added with a wink. “We’ll bring back plenty of flags, just leave ours to you.” With a silent nod, Miko watched as his teammates zoomed off into the fray. As Miko sat cross-legged near Clan Dusk’s flag, his cloak covered his face, and he appeared to be completely at ease. The commentator’s voice echoed through the arena, commenting on the action. “And here we have Clan Dusk, playing the offensive game as always. Their members are out there causing chaos, but let’s see if their flag remains safe. Clan Solace, on the other hand, is on the defensive—could they be the first to steal a flag Covertly?” Suddenly, there was movement—a pair of figures appeared on the horizon, heading straight for Clan Dusk’s flag. Miko narrowed his gaze as Luna and Jace from Clan Solace neared the base. But Miko didn’t budge. Instead, he leaned back slightly, crossing his legs as if he were sitting in a quiet meadow. The confidence in his posture remained unshaken, and a strange calmness seemed to hang around him. “Uh-oh!” the commentator’s voice crackled over the loudspeakers, the excitement in his tone rising. “Looks like Clan Dusk’s flag is under attack! Two members from Clan Solace have made their way right to it. It’s two against one—Clan Dusk better be ready!” Miko remained still, his cloak trailing around him like a shadow as he watched Luna and Jace approach. They stopped just a few feet away from him, eyeing him with a mixture of mockery and amusement. “Well, well,” Luna said with a sneer, her Wind magic twirling around her. “Is this really the best Clan Dusk has to offer? A lone defender? I thought they might’ve put up a better fight.” Jace smirked, his sword gleaming in the sunlight. “Yeah, you’re looking pretty vulnerable, Miko. This’ll be easy.” The crowd murmured, watching the scene unfold. Some jeered, others looked on with curiosity, wondering what Miko would do. But Miko didn’t respond. Instead, he remained sitting with his eyes closed, seemingly unfazed. “What’s he doing?” a spectator asked. “Is he really just sitting there, waiting to be taken down?” The commentator continued, his voice full of disbelief. “Well, folks, Clan Dusk might just be the first to lose their flag, and it looks like they have no intention of putting up a fight… or do they?” Luna and Jace both stepped forward, ready to make their move, but just as they were about to reach the flag, Miko raised one hand, palm out, without ever opening his eyes. For a moment, the air around him seemed to thicken, the atmosphere crackling with tension. The crowd held its breath. And then... nothing. “Is he really not doing anything?” someone whispered from the stands. “He’s just sitting there…” “I’m done with this pity play! Show’s over Clan dusk,” Luna said as she took a step forward. But suddenly, Fire engulfed Miko and a fire barricade engulfed the flag. The arena erupted!! “W-what? F-fire? How?” “Isn’t he an Ash mage? Doesn’t he have the Ash element? How come he’s using fire element?” The crowd murmured. The commentator was the first to regain himself from the shock. “I..I.. I don’t believeee itt!!!! Double element?!!!” The commentator screamed, “Miko Asterion, is a double element mage!!!!!!!”
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The implication hung heavy in the air. The Church's methods for securing magical knowledge were notorious, even if rarely spoken of directly."So what do you suggest?" Miko asked. "Forfeit the tournament?""No," Hayes shook his head. "The directive remains unchanged. Compete competently without revealing specialized techniques. But be aware that eyes are watching, and not all of them with benign intent."With that warning delivered, Hayes departed, leaving the team in thoughtful silence."Well," Liam said finally, "that wasn't ominous at all.""He's not wrong," Anna said quietly. "The Church's interest is concerning."Miko moved to the window, looking out at the tournament grounds where other matches continued. In the distance, he could see Bertha Stoneheart in combat, her earth techniques systematically dismantling her opponent's defenses."One match at a time," he said, more to himself than the others. "Tomorrow, it's
Chapter 171
The competitors' pavilion hummed with conversation, all of it centered on the morning's matches. Miko sat alone at a corner table, still in his tournament attire, muscles aching from his victory. Garcia had pushed him hard in the second round, but he'd managed to prevail, securing his advancement to the next stage. "Mind if I join you?" Miko looked up to find Liam standing beside the table, two cups of steaming tea in hand. "Please," Miko gestured to the empty chair. Liam set one cup in front of Miko before taking a seat. "You've caused quite a stir," he said, nodding toward the other competitors gathered in small groups throughout the pavilion. "The mysterious AAU operative defeating Garcia in straight rounds." "Where are Anna and Akiya?" Miko asked, deliberately changing the subject. "Anna's analyzing match recordings. Akiya's scouting your potential next opponents." Liam leaned forward, low
Chapter 170
Morning arrived with the distant roar of the crowd already filling the arena. Miko had barely slept, the anonymous warning playing on repeat in his mind.He'd shown the note to his team over breakfast."Could be anyone," Liam had said, examining the handwriting. "Someone trying to psych you out, or maybe a genuine warning.""Either way," Anna had added, "it confirms what we already suspected. Your ash element is drawing attention."Now, as Miko waited in the preparation chamber below the arena, those words echoed in his head. The room was designed for final equipment checks and mental preparation—bare stone walls, a simple bench, and a water basin. No distractions.The door opened, admitting Hayes of all people. He wore his standard AAU uniform, looking completely out of place among the tournament pageantry."Coordinator," Miko stood, surprised. "I didn't know you were coming.""Official AAU representation," Hayes r
Chapter 169
The tournament director's office was a study in controlled chaos. Maps and brackets covered one wall, while another displayed profiles of every competitor. Miko spotted his own, noticeably thinner than the others."Asterion," the director greeted without looking up from his desk. "Sit."Miko sat in the chair across from him, waiting as the director finished writing something in a leather-bound journal."Do you know why you're here?" the director finally asked, setting his pen aside."At the tournament? Or in your office specifically?"The director's eyes narrowed slightly. "Both, I suppose.""I received an imperial summons to compete," Miko answered carefully. "As for being in your office, I was hoping you'd tell me."The director studied him, fingers steepled beneath his chin. "Tell me about your tournament experience.""I don't have any.""None whatsoever? Not even academy competitions?""No,
Chapter 168
The imperial capital gleamed in the midday sun, all white marble and gold trim. Miko had visited before on AAU business, but never during a major event like the Champion Tournament. The streets teemed with visitors from across the empire, vendors hawking everything from commemorative medallions to miniature figurines of famous competitors."This is insane," Akiya muttered as they pushed through the crowd. "It's like a festival, not a tournament.""For most people, it is a festival," Liam replied. "The actual matches are just the centerpiece."Their carriage had been forced to stop several blocks from the tournament grounds due to the crowds. Now they walked, luggage in hand, fighting through the sea of spectators."There it is," Anna pointed ahead where the tournament arena rose above the surrounding buildings—a massive structure of stone and steel, ancient in its foundations but modernized over generations.As they approached the competitors' entrance, a harried
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Miko stared at the imperial notice in his hands, reading it for the third time as if the words might change."This has to be a mistake," he said.Hayes shook his head, arms crossed over his chest. "No mistake. The empire doesn't make those."The notice was printed on the kind of paper that cost more than a week's meals—thick, cream-colored with gold leaf around the edges. The imperial seal at the bottom was pressed into red wax, official and impossible to fake.By decree of His Imperial Majesty, the Annual Champion Mage Tournament will commence in two weeks' time. All nominated mages are required to attend. Failure to participate will be considered an act of disrespect toward the empire.Below that, Miko's name was written in flowing calligraphy."But the tournament isn't supposed to happen for another three months," Miko said, looking up from the paper. "And why me? I've never even competed in regional tournaments."Hayes's expression remained unchanged. "Orders are orders, Asterion.
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