The busy noise of Auroria faded into the background, my mind focused solely on my own thoughts. I doubted there would be a way to conceal my power and my elental attunents to the teachers.
I believed my power, equaling that of a weaker AA-rank, would be enough to outpower so of the professors that taught more passive subjects. But I was sure it wouldn't be enough for the combat teachers. That being said, you had to deliberately focus your bind to read another person, and if I was able to never spark any form of interest from a superior, they would have no reason to try and sense my abilities.
I knew there was no such thing as an elental attunent, and the elents you were able to use depended on how you manipulated the neutral bind around you. But there were always traces of elentally charged bind within people's bodies which allowed those with superior bind control to sense it.
But what if I reversed the process taught to by the Dragons?
By simply filtering out the remainders of the elentally-charged bind, all that would remain would be the neutral bind.
I cycled the bind within , slowly removing it from my system and replacing it with neutral bind using my bind circulation. I sighed with relief, satisfied at my own results.
This ant that even if I was read by a more powerful individual, they wouldn't be able to feel anything except neutral bind. According to every race that wasn't a dragon, neutral bind was almost the equivalent of no power at all, aning I'd be heavily underestimated in confrontations.
"Jay!"
I turned around, seeing Diana walking towards followed by an older girl. My eyes seed to be drawn to her escort, her long vibrant pink hair was unlike anything I had ever seen before. Lush green eyes sparkled with a kind of power I had never witnessed before.
I imdiately felt the pressure from her aura, the intensity catching off guard. There was no hesitation in my mind, not a single mont of doubt as both girls approached . I was already aware of Diana's powerful aura, but this was sothing that made the Princess's aura look like child's play.
This was an S-rank.
The most powerful individuals in all of Auroria, monitored by the royal families and hired as private soldiers for their respective races. The three kingdoms, even if they were under an official alliance, were constantly racing to acquire new S-rank adventurers. It was no longer a matter of the size of one's army that determined the outco of a war, but how many S-rank adventurers you controlled.
The S-rank wore a tal corset as her armor, a tal skirt that was sohow able to bend and flow freely like any material complented the outfit. Her shoulders and arms were completely untouched from any armor, allowing for flexible and uninterrupted movent.
A golden space bracelet lay on her wrist, indicating that there was more to her than t the eye.
"This is Alia," said Diana, her tone less than excited. I laughed, sticking my hand out. Alia shook it, her grip extrely soft.
"Hi there, Jay!" she exclaid gleefully, a wide smile on her face. Her joyous personality masked how terrifying her power was, and I could tell it was intentional.
I walked through the streets of Eloria alongside Diana, both of us undisturbed by occasional nobles that passed by us. The five S-ranks were godly figures within Auroria, and the presence of rely one of them intimidated any passerby.
"Are you ready for the exam tomorrow?" asked Diana as we walked down a small avenue.
I looked at her, surprised.
"It's tomorrow?"
The girl burst out laughing, and I even noticed Alia smile at the question.
"You really don't know when the exams for the school you're planning on joining are?" she teased, trying to contain her laughter.
"I didn't expect it to be so soon," I explained unconvincingly.
"I'm excited about the combat trial!" said Diana, moving on with the conversation. I smiled at her enthusiasm, not able to share the sa feelings as her.
"Yea. It'll be interesting to see what others our age can do."
ALIA LALA'S POV:
I had beco the fourth S-rank at the age of seventeen, an early age compared to the first three adventurers that had attained S-rank power before .
I had been an S-rank for two years now, and I had learned many skills while I was at the top of Auroria's political system. The power given to the S-ranks was unlimited, any request they had was fulfilled due to the fear of them abandoning their nation. I never enjoyed abusing this power, usually asking for simple things like private quarters or food, but the others ravished in it.
I looked at the two eleven-year-olds in front of , both of them reminding of my younger self. The boy nad Jay intrigued especially.
There was no hint of elental bind within his body, and yet he was talking to the Princess about joining the Academy.
Was this an inaptitude as a binder? Or was it intentional?
A binder that was able to conceal the elents he could use was unheard of, and I wanted to double-check. I knew my current objective was to keep Princess Diana from harm, but I also knew that my status as an S-rank permitted to do anything I wanted.
I unleashed a small portion of my aura, the imdiate change in the atmosphere making the entire avenue freeze. I watched as the Princess I was supposed to protect stiffen up, a natural reaction when in close proximity to an S-rank's aura.
The boy remained extrely calm, rely stopping in his tracks and looking at .
"What do you think you're doing?"
I absorbed my aura, smiling at him.
"There were suspicious individuals following us, sorry about that."
He didn't react to my explanation, looking over at Diana and calming her down. This boy hadn't even flinched at the exposure to an S-rank's aura, and even if it was a small portion, it was still considerable.
"I'm okay," said Diana, recomposing herself and thanking Jay.
My experint had brought nothing, the boy hiding his abilities masterfully. I sighed. There would be another chance to learn about this kid.
The boy nad Jay was an entity that filled with insatiable curiosity. A need to learn that could only be satisfied once there was nothing more to possibly understand. I looked at the end of the avenue, groaning at the sight.
The most arrogant of family heirs was walking up the street. Even at such a young age, he didn't care about who he was addressing himself to. Disrespect was irrelevant to him, and he was soone that I disliked being around, no matter the circumstances.
The boy was soone who had asked for Diana's hand multiple tis, even if they were related. It wasn't a direct family line, but the connection between the Imania family and the Liech family existed nonetheless.
Hugo Liech.
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