Chapter 7

In a grand and luxurious room, were countless people with white attire as they had a staff in their hand, chanting a magic spell on the figure in the bed, the boy was sleeping, his face elegant and magnificent, his eyes closed as if he were in deep slumber.

After they finished their task, they walked out their stood a figure in blue attire with similar features as the boy inside, understanding his worries a elderly man from the group who was also their leader," Their is nothing to worry about he has almost healed and is out of danger, given time he should recover after two three hours".

The boy breath a sigh of relief, nodding he took his leave approaching the boy sleeping and stood there waiting when he would wake up from his sleep.

After one hours and so, the boy fingers moved, opening his eyes he woke up panting and breathing heavily as if he had a nightmare.

Looking around he saw his brother standing by the wall with his arms folded. " How days was I out for?", the boy asked.

Looking outside from the window his brother replied," Counting today that would be a total of twenty-three days".

" Where are we now?".

" Have you even forgotten your own room?".

The boy stayed silent, his gaze firm, clenching his fist he got out of his bed approaching his bed.

' He is probably traumatized by the incident'.

" Where is grandfather?", asked the boy breaking the former thoughts.

Confused he replied," Ahh, he just returned yesterday from the battlefield and must be in the workplace with father.".

The boy opened the window cold bridge blew past his black and blue hair, fluttering looking in the vast sea and sky, he said resolutely," Let's pay them a visit".

The two arrived before a grand room, knocking." Come in ", a voice was heard.

The two walked in, the room was big, bookshelf was filled with countless book and records, two silhouettes appeared in their sight, a elderly man with majestic aura was sited as many books and records were scattered in front, while a middle aged man stood beside him, the middle aged man had powerful aura but it wasn't significant compared to the elderly man.

The elderly man asked," Why have you two brazed in all of a sudden?".

The boy who had yet to change from his sleeping pajamas replied," I would like the patriarch to grant me permission to go on a journey for life lessons".

" Do you even know", interrupting the middle aged man the elderly man spoke," Ohhh, do you know what your are doing?", releasing his mighty and overbearing aura.

The atmosphere turned intense but even then Azreal who was the target of the force was trembling yet held his ground," Yeah, I do", his sight firm and his voice resolute.

" So, when are you leaving?", the elderly man spoke.

" Did you just give him permission to leave?", the middle aged man voiced.

Ignoring the man the boy declared ,"Today".

The elderly man asked," So, what do you want for this trip?".

" Some men and the family token".

" Okay, I will arrange for it" pausing," but three months before you will be sixteen you need to return here" he ordered.

" I shall follow the patriarch's order", Azreal left the room after bowing to the two, soon his brother followed.

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Only the two were in the room the man asked" Father, why did you allow him to leave like that?".

" Didn't you see his gaze?", the elderly man inquired.

The man kept silent.

" It was as if a beast who is caged, willing to do anything for it's freedom".

Sigh!

" It seems like the time has come, no matter how much we try to suppress, the inevitable will come", the elderly man said sighing.

Both looked outside of the window, the blue sky where birds found their freedom, where every bird would require to spread it's wings to fly, it's inevitable.

Arthur and Azreal arrived before a garden filled with flowers, large tree and a fountain in the middle near a pavilion, the two entered the pavilion shielding them from the suns light.

Arthur looked at his younger brother waiting for his answer, but Azreal didn't bother to answer, a brief silence ensued. Arthur who couldn't take his brothers actions slammed his hand on the table wanting to grab attention.

BAAM!

Azreal only looked at his brother, Arthur clamed down, asking ,"You have just recovered, Is there a need for this? Do you have to do this?".

Azreal didn't speak just looked at the garden," In the wilderness there are many animals, from there birth they fight for their survival. They weren't just born strong than humans but they consistently face challenges if they aren't up to the challenge they are slaughtered mercilessly, the wilderness don't pity them just because they are small and have yet to grow".

What if one had the talent or not, it didn't matter if they couldn't grow past maturity as a dead talent isn't a talent.

Sigh!

Sighing Arthur smacked his brother hard on the head. " You bastard. Have you hit your head hard or what? I will beat the hell out of you if you dare say these crazy bullshit things again ".

Azreal hugged his older brother with heavy emotions," Thank you for worrying brother but don't worry I am fine".

Arthur struggling, waved it off, "Who is worried about you?".

"Ohhh, now now, what is this I am seeing, you were really worried now weren't you?" teased the boy.

"Brat you are really asking for a beating, aren't you?", Arthur charged with energy.

Azreal in his pajamas ran with all his might," Forgive me, brother this won't happen next time".

"This was what you said last time as well", Arthur snorted.

"I promise this will be the last one please let me go this one time I wouldn't dare repeat it ag..", before Azreal could finish his sentence, Arthur had caught up.

He was then beaten mercilessly and then was sent flying as a ragged and tattered cloth.

As Arthur was leaving, Azreal didn't forget to curse," The day I am more powerful then you I was take my revenge".

Arthur stopped his steps, looked at Azreal with blood shot eyes inquiring," What did you say?".

" Nothing, have a good day brother", Azreal faintly mumbled.

"Ohhh, better not forget to change from your pajamas before leave", Arthur teased.

"YEah", embarrassed Azreal replied.

Azreal looked around the garden, he didn't find anyone other then himself, hurriedly he took out a magic scroll from his storage ring and activated the magic scroll.

Swoosh!

A gust of wind with some rain appeared around Azreal cleaning his pajamas and his face with marks of beating. Azreal breath a sign of relief and head to his room.

His room grand, filled with magnificent and luxurious bed and some reading materials, a closet filled with expensive attire to the brim. Two young and beautiful women with similar appearance were at the entrance to the room, their face elegant with charming allure and enchanting charm, dressed on fantasy maid their curve perfect and big balloons were presented finely, one could find their third legs rampaging upon the sight.

" Pack the stuff we will be leaving", Azreal ordered.

" When will we be leaving, young master", one among them asked, her voice sweet and gentle.

" Right now", Azreal replied.

" How will be the journey?".

" About three years".

"I will prepare it right away".

Azreal spread his arms as the remaining maid striped his pajamas for him. Approaching the closet, Azreal searched for a proper attire to wear but was confused. The maid taking out a blue attire suggested.

Azreal change into the attire, the attire elegant and grand with blue color complimenting his hair and eyes, his skin smooth and fair.

A man approached the door of the room knocking, " Young master, everything has been arranged and we're read to depart ".

" Let's go".

Reaching outside a unicorn was in sight with a carriage behind it's back and many similar carriage around but with Ebonhorn as steed. A group of men were being taught besides with the man in the head someone familiar, he was non other than the middle aged man suppressed Azreal when he lost control.

Three figures approached them, it was Azreal two playful sibling and his brother Arthur.

" You are leaving", the boy with black hair asked.

"yeah".

"Can you not go?", he asked again with some hope filled eyes to be smacked in the head by the girl beside.

" Be like a boy, you mongrel", the girl shouted.

" Damn you, you dare hit me", the boy who had his head smacked by a girl screamed.

Throwing away the two quarreling pair of sibling Arthur brought a storage ring to Azreal," Here are some potions and a new sword for you".

"Just what I needed, thanks brother".

"Yeah, Yeah be on your way now", Arthur waved off.

" Then I shall take my leave first", Azreal asked for his leave.

Entering the carriage he waved bye, the two fighting also waved bye back.

The armed men's leader nodded at Arthur as he rode his black steed, a Ebonhorn. At his command some men entered the carriage while rest rode each a Ebonhorn. With him at the lead the group went on the road with a new journey ahead.