As if he laid in a world of his own, Drachen sat motionless, oblivious to the fire quickly starting to surround him. His mind sat frozen, as if another entity took control of his mind and body.
Drachen instantly awoke, quickly using the dark art skill
Drachen slowly opened his eyes, allowed his eyes to adjust to the light, and looked around to find himself lying on a comfortable bed in a foreign room. He quickly noticed he was being stared at by a smartly dressed woman as if he was some sort of interesting specimen.
Seeing him awake the girl hurriedly left the room, and after attempting to get up he soon realized he was unable to move as if a strange invisible force was holding him down.
Suddenly, the door swung open, Drachen instantly looked over only to be greeted by the sight of a nervous middle-aged man, a young girl around 15 or 16 years old, and the woman who left mere moments before.
"Please, master Drachen stay still. You inhaled quite a bit of smoke, and suffer from quite a few burns. My subordinates found you nearby after we noticed the fire, I'm sorry to say this... but your family is no longer with us." the nervous middle-aged man weakly said, noticing his gaze.
"Do you think I wanted you to save me, Mayor Edmund Holloway?” Drachen asked as he struggled to free himself from the invisible force holding him to the bed.
The young girl who was quietly watching suddenly started giggling
"Pfft! Father look at the fool, he thinks he can escape your
(EN: Pfft is the sound of her laugh escaping her mouth)
Drachen, upon hearing this, instantly got furious at this ‘stuck up brat' and used the skill
Seeing this sight fueled the young girl’s laughter even more, causing her father to hurriedly knock her on the head, finally causing her to quiet down.
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"Charlotte, do you know who this is?" the mayor asked.
"Another subordinate of yours?"
This answer, sadly for her, only got her another knock on the head.
"Are you perhaps young lady skipping politics again? This is Drachen Maxim, the only child of Isabel Maxim and Robert Maxim, who is head of the great Maxim Clan. The Maxim clan, it just so happens,” here he pauses, sending a glare towards his daughter.
“is one of the three great founding clans of this country. Even as the mayor of our country’s biggest city, Nubilis, I am below them.”
"Bah! So what, he's just a mere pretty boy."
"You foolish girl, if they so much as wished it a mere common slave could replace me as Mayor."
"Hmph." Charlotte snorted as she pouted and glared at Drachen.
The mayor sighed and turned his attention back to Drachen,
"So, master Drachen, now that you are the only remaining Maxim you are now in control of your own life. What do you wish to do?"
This question made him think, before his escape Drachen was openly discriminated against, as well as mistreated by his parents and siblings for his talent in the dark arts.
For instance, he once asked his parents if he could study magic at the Imperial Mage Academy, but their only reply was to say; 'If it was to be known to the public that a child of the Maxim clan was a practitioner of the dark arts, why, we'd be nothing but a laughing stock'.
Thinking of this, Drachen’s hands curled into a fist. ‘What should I do?’ he thought.’Whatever I want, that's the answer.’
"First, I would like to study at the Imperial Mage Academy, so make space for me under the name of Drachen Xorozun, also, I want a mansion. I don't care how big it is, so long as it's both comfortable and near the academy," as he said this a clear aura of dominance and arrogance filled the air.
Edmund turned to his butler, the woman from before, and nodded. In an instant, she vanished from his sight.
"Jean has gone to fulfil your wishes master Drachen, will you be needing anything else?"
"No, that is all. You may leave.”
Abruptly, Drachen noticed Charlotte glaring at him so, while glaring back, he used this time to take notice of her beautiful appearance.
Charlotte was about five foot six, with eyes as clear and blue as the sky. Her face was shaped delicately and her wavy light blonde hair parted to the side just enough to give her a young but charming look.
Her figure was pretty well proportioned, the places that should be thin were thin and the places that should be plump were plump.
The black and red dress she was wearing added to her the charm of a beautiful young woman. Drachen, while appreciating her beauty, could care less about her character. His first impression of her was nothing but a stuck up and spoiled brat.
Charlotte quickly left, a tinge of red on her face could be seen as she noticed Drachen’s glance. Afraid of anyone noticing, she rapidly ran back to her room. She laid down face down burying her face in her hands. Her father and the workers couldn’t help but wonder about what happened.