Two weeks had been passed, and the news spread around America regarding the official appearance of the seventh young master of the Elfiau Clan.

Elfiau Clan is a clan of prodigies and one of the seven prominent clans located in the eastern part of America, Massachusetts, to be more specific.

They are proficient in using elemental-related cosmic abilities, such as the Victor House's ice affinity and the Grace House's water affinity.

So, announcing the existence of the seventh young master was a big deal. They would either study his abilities as an enemy or create a good connection with him as an ally. Locke's life would be more different from what he used to experienced deep within the forest.

Especially the other prominent clans, their interest got piqued by this new young master. The new young master they call the [Ice Prince], a title granted to him due to his elemental affinity and son of the [Manipulator], Zelios, and [Ice Queen], Selene.

They immediately got the information that he effortlessly destroyed the so-called 'genius of ten thousand years,' Brian Gaius, a prodigy in controlling his cosmic ability at 8.

On top of that, they also got the news that Locke stopped a famous attack [Geyser] of the first young master, Fritz Grace, by freezing the attack.

The prominent clans, besides Elfiau, Zordon, Floryn, Merfin, Daemon, Rodin, and Draconia, were the group that was insanely interested in him.

The strongest clan of physical strength, with a lineage with a dragon bloodline, the [Draconia Clan], was one step ahead of the other groups.

"This is bad..." The patriarch, Shiatsu, frowned as he stared at the pile of letters beside his table.

Shiatsu heavily sighed as he read the last letter. "Many clans want to arrange a marriage to Locke, some wanted to have a friendly duel with him, and some wanted to get his trust..."

Selene regretted her decision to allow her son to introduce himself to the clan. The internal and external business was always there, regardless of the situation. It's all about benefits.

Most clans only wanted to have a relationship with the Elfiau Clan since they are the second strongest clan in America. Having a friendly relationship with them, their enemy clans won't attack them since they know they have a relationship with the Elfiau Clan.

Zelios also read the letters and saw how shameless the other clans were. "I won't allow anyone to marry my son in the meantime. I doubt that he'd want to get arranged to a marriage with a woman or a guy he doesn't even love."

"I agree. These past weeks, Locke was focused on improving his ability." Shiatsu frowned and slightly chuckled. "He really must be your son. You're also a kid who loves improving yourself..."

"E-eh? A-am I like that?" Zelios confusingly asked his wife. His wife softly chuckled and nodded in response.

Selene and Zelios were childhood friends. Despite Zelios' mysterious background, they continued being friends until they turned sixteen when their parents arranged a marriage between them.

So, they knew each other very well.

"Well, that love for improvement is a good thing..." Zelios' mother, Katelyn, one of the twelve elders, gently smiled as he stared outside the window, where Locke practices his techniques and cosmic ability.

Shiatsu understood what she meant. "Yeah. If he continued improving himself, he might have the ability to protect everyone he takes care of."

Selene and Zelios stared at their son, who began combining his footwork technique and cosmic ability.

Locke was having a hard time controlling his ability while using a technique. His cosmic skills would get canceled out when he used one of his techniques.

'My control is not enough to reinforce myself in ice or enhance my weapon. Maybe I should use my other ability?' Locke inwardly thought. He had no choice because his ice was not working well with his body or daggers.

During these past few days, he only trains his dagger technique from his father and the sword technique from his former life. He also conditioned his body to get stronger. But he never really improved his movement technique and his abilities.

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His other ability is called [Order]. It's an ability to grant him authority to command the environment and animals. Though, he can only control the nature around him. He can't create them, unlike his [Snowfall].

If he uses both [Snowfall] and the [Order]'s natural wind and ice, his ice must be unstoppable. But since winter only comes in a while, he can't fully maintain that idea.

But with the help of his authority over the winds, he might be able to enhance his speed as Gerard did.

'My [Phantom Footwork Technique] works well with speed, flexibility, and illusion. If I became faster, it would look like I teleported, leaving my afterimage behind...' Locke closed his eyes and smirked. He continued practicing his ability for over several hours. He's so immersed in it, not noticing his grandparents and parents coming at him.

"It seems like you're using your ability to your advantage, huh?" Shiatsu grinned, proud at his grandson.

Locke snapped out of his trance and turned around, seeing his guardians.

"Ah! Hehe! I haven't really improved my [Order] these past few weeks since I only used [Snowfall] every day. When I was in the mansion in the forest, I only used that ability to communicate with animals or sense them." Locke scratches the back of his head as he rushes to his grandparents and hugs them.

"Indeed. If you don't use [Order], you won't reach your full potential! Anyways, we have to talk about something." Shiatsu sternly said.

'It looks important. I should continue later...' Locke obediently stopped what he was doing and headed to his parents.

'I wonder what was it all about?' Locke inwardly thought.

He never really saw his grandfather look at him with the expression he wore just now when they were in their mansion, deep within the forest. So, if Shiatsu sternly looked at Locke, something important was coming.

He and his parents followed Shiatsu back into the hall, where Fritz, Gerald, Zephir, and Alfred, sat in silence.

'The first, second, fourth, and fifth were the only ones here. There are also no elders besides the grandmother. I wonder what's going on?' Locke confusingly sat beside Alfred, the fifth son, a genius at using his wood-related cosmic ability. He's three years older than Locke.

Shiatsu sat in the central chair, and Katelyn stood beside him. Locke's mother and father sat beside Locke as they stared at the patriarch.

They read many letters earlier, but they don't know the purpose of this gathering.

The second young master, Gerald, initiated the conversation. "May I ask what's the reason for calling us out here?"

Shiatsu nodded and stared at their clan's young masters. "The five of you probably know that you are the princes of this clan. But being a prince corresponds to responsibility. You need to be stronger, intelligent, iron-hearted, and knowledgeable regarding certain topics..."

Locke understood the patriarch's point.

"Hm. Is there something going to happen?" Alfred calmly asked with a monotonous tone.

"Indeed. For the first time in over a millennium, the [Draconia Clan] would initiate a gathering between prestigious clans." Shiatsu closed his eyes to calm himself before his excitement destroyed his composure.

"A gathering held by the [Draconia Clan]?" Selene widened her eyes in disbelief.

The [Draconia Clan] is the strongest clan in America, where their lineage had a dragon's bloodline in them.

Unlike [Elfiau Clan], which has the lineage of elves, dragon lineage has more potential than any other race.

Thus, they're stronger physically and mentally. The draconian's talent was also unbelievably high.

With their abilities, the [Draconia Clan] had the right to be proud. They can look down, even on the second strongest clan.

But this time, the [Draconia Clan] seems to forget their pride. They never held any external gatherings between them and other clans since they were too 'proud.'

"What should we do, then?" Fritz squinted his eyes at the patriarch.

The patriarch silently took the teacup beside him and took a sip.

"We'll attend that banquet with Selene and Zelios. We'll also include the five of you: Fritz, Gerald, Zephir, Alfred, and Locke." Shiatsu slightly chuckled, clearly planning something.

Zephir replied, "How about the lazy bummer and the arrogant brat? How about Charles?"

Zephir, no, everyone would clearly know why the last young master, Kaede, wouldn't join due to his age. But he was slightly confused about the absence of three young masters or princes.

"Tyler is in the middle of learning. He couldn't be bothered. I also doubt that he wants to join the banquet. As for Brian, he's still grounded from the fight with Locke. As for Charles, he is already qualified to join the banquet. But he and his parents left for Japan..." The patriarch responded as he took another sip.

'Hm? The arrogant kid is still grounded? Heh, he deserved that...' Locke inwardly chuckled.

"So, what are your thoughts on this?" Shiatsu calmly asked.

Selene and Zelios looked at each other while the young masters silently thought of their decisions.

Selene and Zelios turned their heads to Locke, who looked back at them with excitement in his eyes. It's not a joy for something childish. He was excited to meet someone stronger than him!

Seeing Locke's excited face, the couple softly chuckled. Selene replied, "Me, my husband, and my son would join the banquet with pleasure..."

"I would also join the banquet." Zephir, the one with an explosive personality compatible with his fire-related cosmic ability, replied with a smirk.

Alfred sighed and indifferently replied, "Sure, I'll go..."

Fritz and Gerald looked at each other and shrugged their shoulder. "That should be interesting. I'll join the banquet!" Gerald enthusiastically replied.

"Me too..." Fritz replied with a frown.