After a series of disappointnts from tenth-grade students, he no longer had any hope for the Erald Academy. Cursing his headmaster inwardly, he spoke without disinterest.
It was at that mont, a male voice spoke, "Raydon Geller."
"Go on…" He pointed at the glass Orb without taking much notice of Raydon, who suppressed his soul realm to 4-star in order as he felt that the Orb was too overrated.
However, upon contact with his palm followed by his soul energy, the glass Orb gave off a powerful glow of darkness. It was quite denser than all the soul energies so far and there are five glowing rings inside what appeared like black gases.
And those glowing rings are gold in color, indicating his Arcana's grade. Other than that, there are dark rings above those gold rings but they aren't visible to the naked eye.
However, for soone like Alan, Aaron, and Azzy, everything is clear as a day.
Just like Azzy and Aaron, a look of surprise appeared on Alan, making him take another look at Raydon, "5-star realm, gold grade Arcana, and potential beyond 10-star. I never witnessed a genius with a gold-grade Arcana spirit but still has a potential beyond the demigod realm. Raydon Geller, is it?
Dragon Academy would welco you with a full scholarship and even add incentives if you are interested to do advanced studies here. We would also welco you with open arms if you want to transfer to this academy for the rest of the sester too."
As Raydon himself was overwheld by his details along with Alan's offer, Azzy couldn't help but comnt from the back. "Are all the teachers of the Dragon Academy as shaless as you, Mr. Alan Tauris?"
Alan furrowed his brows and spoke, "Who is it?"
The students moved aside and Azzy walked forward with steady steps.
Alan, at once, stood up on his feet with his eyes widened, "Azrael?"
"Azrael?" Aaron looked at Azzy and wondered what the story between them is. At the sa ti, he also couldn't help but wonder whether Gary is really a fake na as he suspected. His suspicion grew when Snivy and Flora's expressions changed.
Azzy didn't take Snivy and Flora's reactions into account when he thought of that cliche excuse. But, anyways, now that he confird that Alan did rember him or atleast his face, Azzy decided to go through with his plan.
Upon reaching him, Alan spoke once again, "Azrael, you are him, aren't you?"
Azzy simply shook his head, "Nope, he is my younger brother. We are twins."
"Eh?" "Eh?" Neither Flora and Snivy nor Aaron and Alan expected Azzy to spout such a reply. "Twins? Seriously?" thought the four of them at the sa ti. Naturally, they didn't buy it.
Leaving his friends in shock, Azzy then spoke after a brief pause, "But then again, I should be the one who should be asking the questions, not you. I watched Azzy destroying your soul orb back then with my own eyes. Thousands of people witnessed it. You should be a mortal by now. How did you beco an 8-star Arcana Master and that too, in such a short ti?"
"Well…" A look of hesitation appeared on Alan for a brief amount of ti but then he cald himself and answered in a vague manner, "There's always a way to recover one's soul orb."
Azzy knew that Alan wouldn't obviously give him the answer because of the fact that his future self is involved in this. He just wanted to evade unnecessary questions while protecting his identity.
Now that Alan was slightly distracted by his remark, Azzy went on to say, "Anyways, we are here for the Arcana festival. If you want to recruit Raydon, you can either send an offer letter to our academy after we return or wait for his graduation and try contacting him personally on your own. This is clearly not the way to do it.
If you try to abuse your academy's fa, then WAMO's inspector will be receiving a complaint that Dragon Academy is using the festival to snatch students from other academies.
And for your information, my brother is in WAMO's Special Forces. You can say he has enough influence within the organization that he can make WAMO formally reject your academy's proposal altogether. So, don't act too smart with us and just do your job, Mr. Tauris."
"This…" Alan frowned. He was just complinting a student's talent. Does this fellow need to go this far?
Azzy straightforwardly threatened him and further slightly humiliated him in front of everyone in order to distract Alan. Seeing Alan's expression made Azzy feel like he was successful in his attempt.
Alan was now quite angry at this teacher and intends to teach him a lesson very soon. He wasn't the type to swallow the humiliation.
But, for now, he has to step back a bit.
The registrations continued, and it is the turn for teachers to register. For teachers, not only their data but their participation category will also be recorded because of their few numbers.
Azzy's turn ca very soon. The atmosphere turned tense once again as Azzy stood before the registration counter once again.
Alan didn't act any differently. He pointed to the orb and told him to place his hand.
However, he didn't do it. Instead, he went on to ask, "Do I need to pay if this gets damaged?"
Alan narrowed his eyes, feeling like this teacher nad Gary was intentionally causing trouble.
He wanted to berate the guy. But reminding himself that he is a host, Alan took a deep breath to calm down and replied, "It's an earth-grade relic. As long you are not a demigod, you will do fine. Are you a demigod?"
He wanted to be calm but in the end, he couldn't help adding that last question to mock Azzy's intelligence.
Azzy simply shook his head with a smile, knowing what will happen next. "No…"
"Then, you will do fine. Go ahead, Mr. Gary," said Alan with his gaze fixed on the orb to check if this guy also had skills to back up his mouth.
Azzy then placed his palm and poured his natural energy into the orb.
The orb instantly lit up for a second before reappearing as if nothing happened. But, the experts could feel the transparent energy inside.
It was so pure and dense that sweat beads instantly ford on Alan's forehead and he couldn't see the rings ford inside at all.
But, that's not the worst part.
*Crack* crack* crack*
The orb started cracking slowly, making everyone gasp in surprise. "No…" Alan scread in horror, attracting the attention of people nearby.
Freeing his hand, Azzy asked, "What now?"
***
Faraway on an island, a short baldy old man was seen captured in energy chains while the Fenrir was drawing so kind of ritual circle below him.
Jormungandr, who is the human form, due to the constricted space between the three mountains, kept an eye on the guardian.
The guardian looked like he has lost his willpower and let them do what they want.
Once the drawing is completed, Fenrir inserted his energy into the circle. The energy traveled in the lines of the drawing before completing the seal.
"Heavenly Breaking formation, activate."
Glowing energy erupted from the formation and transford into a large sphere as it enveloped the guardian. The latter scread in pain for a while before he was freed and collapsed onto the ground.
anwhile, as the sphere disappeared, a golden key erged from the guardian and landed in the hands of Fenrir.
Looking at the key, the great wolf laughed, "The key to release Surtr is here. Now, that brat and his overbearing Arcana spirit will not be able to escape like the last ti."
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