Crap it’s not working though Conor wiping sweat from his brow trying his best to block out the loud chatter of the auditorium. He stared from his book to the ground then back to his book. I am sure I didn’t skip a step. So why isn’t it working?

He looked back at the magistrate guide and the precise summoning circle each line and curve had been meticulously drawn onto the stone surface. His sore fingers moving across the page.It should have worked but it didn’t. Conor came to only one solution

It must be because of me… it always is, he thought. even newborn halflings have enough magic to at least activate the summoning spell. He clenched his fist This is unfair! but then bowed his head in defeat. This was my only hope. He thought

Conor looked around him at all his classmates. He spotted a demon dog and a Zorgo Serpent behind some people. Conor sunk even deeper into despair. HIs classmates were summoning magical beasts C class or higher. He could practically feel the gap between them increasing.

A commotion was heard turning everyone’s heads. All the students were crowding around one of his classmates. The classmate had copper hair colored. He had just finished his spell. In his summoning circle a massive 6-headed beast with glowing red eyes “A hydra! Wow.” Said his classmates excitedly.

Conor heard footsteps approaching him.“Well Conor aren’t you having trouble.”

Conor looked up.

It was the Magic Arts Professor Mr. Singham. “It doesn’t seem to be working.” murmured Conorin a defeated tone.

Conor already knew he had failed. After this he was out of the academy and straight into the Perma District. The auditorium had become silent and all his classmates were now staring straight at him.

Mr. Singham took out a book from within his robes. “There seems to be something wrong with your Magistrate guide. You can use mine instead.” The class then erupted in laughter

I hate this

I just have to get this over with. He thought I atleast want to keep whatever semblance of dignity I have. He grabbed the guide. It was different from the one he had. It was innately ornamented with a deep cyan tint and was quite a bit thicker than the small scarlet colored ones the students had.

This story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it

Conor meticulously wrote everything again after erasing his previous work. When he was done there were still a few missing lines but Conor hurriedly filled them in with scribbles disguising them to look like ancient Arrenium.

He once again drew blood from his swollen and tender thumb tip and pressed it to the summoning circle.

To his surprise the circle glowed white. Conors eyes grew wide. Did I finally do it? He thought but to his dismay the circle soon dimmed.

“Oh.” Said Mr Singham smirking. “My oh my, that does seem to be an improvement from last time but at the end of the day you will amount to nothing.

If only you were as good as Damen here.” He said putting a hand on his shoulder. “Summoning an A class Monster.” to-”

Tendrils shoot out of the summoning circle unfurling, extending and stabbing into every magical beast there. Conor scrambled back from the now blazing summoning circle. More tendrils emerged but this time they pulsed and vibrated in the air. Several students fell and a few of them collapsed. “Stop that instant!.”

“It’s not me!” Said with shielding his eyes from strong gusts of wind being generated.

Here Mr. Singham said “use my guide, yours seems to be broken!” the auditorium Writes first part reaches back and writes the end

Conor meticulously wrote everything again after erasing his previous work. When he was done there were still a few missing lines but Conor hurriedly filled them in with scribbles disguising them to look like ancient Arrenium.

When the dust settled down Conor removed his hands and to his surprise in the center of the now blackened and charred floor there stood a being. A chill immediately went down his spine.It stood straight now revealing obsidian black horns and white pupils.It was staring right at Conor.

Mr. Singham who had taken cover behind 2 students. Hurriedly walked over to Conor. His face was beat red with fury.

“You have caused trouble for the last time. Go to the Headmaster immediately!” He roared spit flying from his mouth, pointing his quivering arm to the door.