Jim was shaking deep inside his soul, and at this mont even his body trembled faintly from the outside. "There is still one left," he suddenly said and before waiting for the answer of the peacock, he went directly towards the smashed fairy statue.
"Hahaha, this is getting more hilarious," the peacock laughed along with almost everyone in this hall. "This statue is broken," he said before adding, "the fairies are long gone, and no one is able to resonate with this useless statue since then. Sure you are free to try and let us all laugh more on your failure."
Yet his words didn't manage to stop Jim from reaching the broken fairy statue. The statue looked majestic before, Jim could tell as it was the only one with real rare ores that the statue was made of.
Unlike other statues which used extra ornants to make them look grand, this one was simply grand from its essence.
"I pray for a miracle," he muttered while putting his hand over the base of the statue and staining it with his blood.
"Ouch," the mont he did, he felt a strange suction force coming from the statue, hurting him more like a long thorn inserted deeply inside his flesh.
And the next mont his blood erupted like a fountain, covering the entire half of the broken statue.
"Rumble!"
The statue shook, faintly at first before a rumble sound occurred. Like watching a seed growing in fast pace to beco a mighty tree, the statue kept growing and repairing itself until the entire statue appeared majestic like ti didn't leave a scratch over it.
"Im Impossible!"
This sudden shout ca not from the peacock yet from one of the highest balconies here. A man suddenly appeared, jumping off the balcony and descending to stand beside Jim, observing the statue with bulging eyes.
'A dragon!' Jim was shocked the mont he saw this giant standing beside him. The dragon master moved his eyes from the statue which beca complete to the hand of Jim that was still stuck over its base.
"Who are you?" the dragon master muttered before roaring in deep anger, "who the hell are you?!!"
Jim felt his entire body tremble under invisible strength that strangely vanished the next mont. The dragon glanced over the statue for a mont before harrumphing, turned around and returned to his balcony like nothing just happened.
Yet Jim was connected to the statue just now and felt this strange oppressive force coming off the statue and breaking the pressure exerted by the dragon master simply like rock hitting a fragile egg.
"You" the peacock was shocked as he moved his gaze towards the highest balcony here, where that master just ca from.
Jim followed his gaze and found the balcony empty. 'He was injured!' he reached this amazing conclusion and he hardly controlled himself out of his excitent. "I've passed the test now, right?"
Jim finally had his hand freed of the statue while saying these words calmly and in such a strong tone. When he checked his palm, he was surprised to see no wound there or even a mark left by his sword.
"This" the peacock couldn't make a decision rashly as he glanced again up, seeking for any guidance.
"I have a pantheon now, and I should receive my privilege disciple rank like others," Jim said in a strong tone while reaching the stage. "My na is Jim, make sure to write it correctly with an I."
The peacock glared at him, yet Jim wasn't fazed by these aningless threatening glances. He now was part of the upper echelon of the academy refresh disciples; an elite among normal kids here.
And he wasn't planning to let all the insults he received here go wasted without proper retaliation. 'In ti,' he said to himself, promising to make every single one who laughed at him here pay the price later.
"Accept him," suddenly this majestic voice ca from the sa balcony where that dragon master disappeared into, "the rules of the academy are sacred, and no one can modify them, unfortunately."
The sound ca without an owner, yet from the respectful expression over the peacock face, Jim knew the owner was such a big shot here.
"Congratulations, you have been accepted," the peacock simply said before writing Jim's na in his long sheet of faint blue paper. "You can now sit on any seat here and listen to the next words."
Jim smiled and walked leisurely as he selected a seat just beside Siera, who was eyeing him with full rounded eyes, the sa as others sitting here.
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