Knock Knock!

The door creaked open and out of it came a young Lady. Her figure was that of a classic hourglass, with soft curves that accentuated her femininity .Her vibrant red curly hair cascaded down her shoulders, framing her face like a radiant halo. Each curl seemed to possess a playful energy of its own, dancing with the gentle breeze.

She possessed a captivating allure, exuding confidence and grace in every step. Dressed in a fashionable ensemble that hugged her curves in all the right places, she embodied the essence of style.

But Sargon summarizes all this in one sentence.

She is a ARA-ARA Sister.

“Good Evening Sister Helena. How you doin ?”, greeted Sargon with a slight bow barely noticeable to the eye.

“ OH MY !! Evening Sargon. Thank you So much for taking care of this little Lass. You will Grow into One Fine Man.”,Helena pinched while praising Saargon in a cute manner.

“Ouch ! That Hurts , may I remind you that I am not Kid anymore.”, resisted Sargon while blushing.

“Hehe!”

“What are you laughing for. Let me Pinch my lil sis too.”, her hand soon attacked the defenceless little Cheek of the Little Damsel.

“Come on in ! I prepared some light Snacks for you. You must be Hungry.” Then they all moved from the Hallway to inside the Dinner room.

“Cold or hot Tea? I reckon you prefer Cold.”

“Indeed Sister You know me better than my mother.”, came a satisfied chuckle from Sargon.

“Well I had to make some Contacts in the Merchant Community in the Republic. It is only something liked and famous by the Brawler, Hobbits and the Darviks. Still I didn’t think it will be so rare in Republic which is a Melting point of Nashirah.”, chatted Sister Helena about her own struggles.

“I put you through a lot of Trouble .” replied Sargon sincerely.

“NO ! Its not a problem if you are happy doing it. Plus who doesn’t like a little bit of Challenge aye.”

“haha! Indeed. Reeve I think if you Sisters exchanged your positions I would indeed vibe more with Elder Sister Helena. I guess I was a little Late while Coming to Nashirah in this Life.”, joked Sargon.

A Joke for Reeve and a Flirt for the Ara-Ara Sister.Hitting Two Birds with one Stone.

“Oh Flirting are we? Are you perhaps aiming to be a Ladies-Men instead of a Wizard.”, tackled Elder Sister in a mischievous and equally flirtious manner.

“Ahem! Ahem! Hey Guys I am here you Know!”

“And Sargon is trying to be an Alchemist. Could you believe that Sister ? I don’t know what is inside his Stupid mind.”

“Oho”,Kaur Helena Covered her mouth in a feminine graceful way.Even her Surprise his so Smooth, Sargon pondered.

“Money ?”, asked Kaur in her funny mischievous face that was totally different and unlike her Graceful goddess Avatar.

“Money Indeed.”, replied Sargon while making a equally Money-maniac face with a grin as if he was Merchant in his Past Life. Indeed she is the CHOSEN ONE worthy of the title Ara-Ara Sister.

“Indeed We Vibe.Haha.Since its getting Dark now, Lets have Some Snacks and then you can take your leave or else I may really Exchange You and Reeve as your Parents wished.Lil brother.”, one sneaky comment was fired by Elder Sister Kaur Helena.

“Haha.Karma Karma Karma.Todays a Nice Day”, laughed Reeve Helena.

Then they had some Snacks. Sargon enjoying the Cold Tea with the Delight and Went off to his home after saying Good-Night to the Helena Sisters.

Reeve was sipping on her cold-ice-tea while Helena cleared the dishes. The aroma of the Mediterranean cuisine still lingered in the air.

"I'm sorry I couldn't come to see you earlier, Sis. The auction went on longer than expected," Reeve said, her eyes filled with guilt.

"It's alright, Reeve. I'm just glad you're here now. But it is I that am truly sorry for not being able to attend your ceremony cause of the Merchant Guild Headquarters Meeting" Helena replied with a warm smile.

“Apologizes Given.” replied Reeve in a Superior bourgeoisie tone.

“You Cheeky Brat.”

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At the Same time there was suddenly fire lit in the Skies whose Color reflected upon Kaur. But She Didn’t React much.

“Huh?”, the now curious Reeve suddenly noticed the orphanage outside the window and the festivities happening. "What's going on over there?" she asked curiously.

"Oh, it's a celebration. One of the orphans was discovered to have a talent for water magic, so the priest-father is holding a feast in his honor," Helena explained.

Reeve's eyes widened with excitement. "Can we go? I want to see the magic!".

"Of course," Helena replied, grabbing Reeve's arm and leading her out of the house.

As they arrived at the church, Reeve could feel the energy of the water magic pulsing through the air. She saw Calid, a young boy around her age, being congratulated by the priest-father and other members of the congregation.

"He's amazing!" Reeve whispered to Helena.

"He is indeed," Helena replied, smiling.

But then a group of young trainee-mages both of the Church and the Orphanage approached Reeve, trying to persuade her to follow Calid instead of Sargon.

"Why would I do that? Sargon is my friend, and I trust him," Reeve stated firmly.

"But Sargon's double element is impure. He's not fit to lead. It is not even sure if he can be attain Evolutionary Realm let alone the Saint Realm." one of the young mages argued.

Reeve felt a pang of anger. "How dare you insult my friend! Sargon has proven himself time and time again. He's the best Friend I Know. Where were you guys when I was being Humilated by that Bryant. Ragnar, don’t think I didn’t see your face at that time. I don’t wanna associate myself with Herd of Cowards." she retorted.

The young mages were taken aback by Reeve's strong words. They muttered apologies and left.

Reeve felt a sense of relief and pride in standing up for her friend. She turned to Helena, who gave her a nod of approval.

The priest-father approached them, offering them food and drink. Reeve felt grateful for the hospitality and the opportunity to witness the celebration of magic.

As they left the church, Reeve felt a renewed determination to pursue her dream of becoming a wizard famous in healing. And with Sargon by her side, she knew she could achieve anything she set her mind to.

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Sargon opened the door to his home, expecting to be greeted by the usual quietness of the empty halls. Instead, he was greeted by a burst of light and the sound of cheering voices. He was momentarily stunned, until he realized what was happening. It was a surprise party planned by his mother.

"Sargon, my son, you've grown up so much!" his mother said, pulling him into a tight embrace. "I can't believe you're already an adult."

Sargon's father came up to him, clapping him on the back. "We're so proud of you, son. You've made us the happiest parents in the world."

Sargon felt a lump form in his throat as his parents expressed their love and gratitude towards him. He had always known that they loved him, but it was rare for them to express it so openly. He felt a warmth in his chest and his eyes began to water.

His mother then presented him with a small box. "This is for you, my dear," she said with a smile.

As Sargon opened the box, he found a magical bracelet made of a precious metal that he had never seen before. The design was intricate and unfamiliar, but he could tell that it was of great value.

"This is usually worn by men descended from the Hero-Warrior people of the Daxin and Uthar Kindoms up North of the Himalayas," his mother explained. "It's said to bring strength and power to the wearer."

Sargon was speechless, unable to express the emotions that were swirling inside of him.

His father then handed him a magical wand that was intricately woven with a masculine design.

"This wand has been passed down through generations of our family," his father said. "It's a powerful tool that can be used in battle, and we believe that it will serve you well."

Sargon was touched by his parents' gifts and words of encouragement. He felt a deep sense of gratitude and love towards them.

As they sat down to dinner, Sargon was amazed by the variety of dishes laid out before him.

Despite the fact that meat was usually prohibited from Day of the initiation till the Day of the Covenant, his mother had managed to create a diverse and delicious meal without any meat. The aromas of the spices and vegetables filled the room, making Sargon's mouth water.

As they ate, Sargon's parents asked him about his plans for the future. He told them about his desire to become a powerful alchemist and his interest in joining the Violet Valley Sect.

"We'll support you no matter what you choose to do," his mother said, placing a hand on his shoulder.

After dinner, he was thinking of practicing the techniques of Senior Darth Reliance, but since today was a day full of roller-coaster of emotions and exceptions he decided that he had to practice it from tomorrow onwards with a fresh day.

So Sargon went to bed, feeling content and at peace. As he drifted off to sleep, he couldn't help but feel grateful for the love and support of his family.