'And what did you do then? Did you cross through it?'

'No, I didn't or rather I couldn't, whenever I touched it there was a glass texture and sound. White smoke began to form in letters and words.'

'Do you remember what was written?'

'It is engraved in my mind, written letter by letter as follows: this is the bloody gate, today the second cycle has begun, the long-awaited prophecy will soon come true and the generation of heroes will come, the heavenly magician will return to change the flow of history. You who read this have entered the cycle of history, follow the commands you find written here and do not hesitate to tell the heavenly magician about it. You might come back again soon, don't forget that.'

'May I examine your memories? I want to make sure of a few things.'

'I have nothing to hide; you can check what you want. My name is Hearts by the way.'

The heavenly magician placed his hand on the forehead of hearts and his consciousness dived into a deep sea, a sea of memories and thoughts, dreams and pains. Glass balls of various sizes and shapes and connected by threads according to their relationship to each other. Among them, one was much larger than the others were, surrounded by a red smoky halo, which was not linked by any threads with the other memories, and this confirmed Maximus' suspicions that it was the vision, as visions are not linked to ordinary memories.

It was very clear that it was the intended memory; its capsule was thick, much thicker than other memories. The thickness signified the importance of the memory and the amount of protection on it, which could only be forgotten, dismissed or deleted by a great magician. Maximus entered this memory and it was truly the bloody gate, as Hearts said, several magical circles began to appear in Maximus' hands and his eyes glowed brilliantly white. He was examining the memory in detail, is it just an illusion or did he really move to the place? In addition, the date and time you got it.

"It really happened the same day I came back. He's already been moved to the gate?"

Maximus scrutinized further and realized that he was a bit wrong, not Hearts per se, but only his consciousness. Although it seems easy and simple, it is an almost impossible process, especially in terms of success rates, which can be said to be non-existent.

He then examined the portal and the words written on it, the words were the same as what he said but what attracted Maximus was the font used to write, it seemed familiar to Maximus. He reminded him of the memory he did not want to remember, a memory that he had buried deep within himself, hoping that he would not retrieve it after his return but met it in the first month.

Maximus emerged from the memories after looking at what he needed, sighed deeply and rested his head on the hands he clasped.

'Are you okay, Magician? Shall I bring something?'

'Nothing, I remembered things I just didn't want to remember. I suspect you are not the only one after all. There may be other people like you who are connected to history but do not know where I am. Should I bring them all to me soon?'

'How can I contact you, sir, if I have something to tell you?'

'Give me ten cheap magic rings; I don't want to spoil expensive things.'

From the storeroom, Hearts brought ten ordinary iron rings with a small blue jewel in the middle and placed them in front of Maximus on the table. They were just ordinary magic rings of the lowest grade, they did the trick and that is what Maximus cared about. What is the difference between two pens, one that costs a silver coin and the other one with more than sixty coins if they have the same function? Some call it a luxury, but Maximus considered it extravagant.

By pumping the mana and applying the formations of teleportation and traceability, the jewels turned green and the ring was able to move the wearer instantaneously towards Maximus. After some thought, he noticed that whoever will give them the rings may not be able to use the mana to activate them and one of them is hearts standing just in front of him. After a slight modification, he turned the ring into a mechanical device where the jewel represents a button to activate the device. There is a possibility of accidental compression of the jewel, so he added a mechanism that prevents accidental pressure on the mechanism, allowing the jewel to be released then pressed. After the ten rings were completed, he gave one of them to Hearts.

'Take one, as I saw earlier. You turn this piece and the button is released, then you can press the jewel and then you are teleported to my current location wherever you are, if you are in a situation that does not allow, it will take you to the office of the director of the Mydrias Academy. Tell him what you have and he will give you a scroll that takes you back to where you were. I think I have made everything clear.'

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'Do you need something else, sir?'

'I want seven identical silver rings if possible. I hope they are of high quality if possible compared to these rings.'

Moments later, Hearts returned with seven thick silver rings and a spherical sapphire adorning each one, suitable for a team symbol. Maximus applied a voice communication spell to all of the seven rings; it works with mana and can target everyone or a desirable member just by thinking about it. It will be a good help for them in the future.

'How much are all the rings? '

'Silver rings with a gold coin for all of them and regular rings with ten silver coins.'

'Take two gold coins and keep the rest, consider it the price of the information you gave me today.'

'Thank you, Mr. Magician, although I did not want a quid pro quo. I will help you with what I can in the future. Take care of yourself.'

Maximus left the shop and moved in immediately. It was lunchtime, so he put his belongings on the desk and went down to the kitchen to get something to eat...

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After a long rest, it was almost four o'clock, so he moved to the academy and began looking for his students. Through the magic of telepathy, he told them all:

'All of you. Gather at the training room, I'm waiting for you.'

"Why did he come today? Didn't he say that today is a holiday? Damn!!"

A voice that none of them wanted to hear on this day, what does he want from us no? Not training again, why now of all the time?

'Don't even think about running away or hiding. How did you get the telepathy message if I did not know your locations? Don't be late.'

There is no chance; you have to admit the fact that you cannot do anything in front of the teacher. All gathered in less than ten minutes despite their different locations. They did not want to be punished for a stupid reason like being late, they lined up in front of the teacher and now they were immediately transferred to his office.

It has been a while since they last saw it, the first day they met him and the next day just before they went to the academy. Nothing changed other than the presence of several items on the desk unlike before, among which were seven rings and soon they noticed the number and Dante spoke:

'Are those rings ours?'

'It's one of the reasons I brought you here, its telepathy rings that allow you to talk to each other within ten kilometers. You can imagine its uses yourself. The second reason is the festival, as I promised you earlier that today is a holiday, I had the idea of bringing you here and enjoying the local festival.'

‘It is kind of you, teacher. Thank you for your interest.'

Finally, the misunderstanding between the teacher and his students has been resolved, they have mistrusted him, but with what he has done so far, who will do the opposite?

'If any of you want something, ask now.'

'Hey teacher. I did not get any proper weapon unlike the others, when will I get one.'

'It seems you still don't understand, Mira. What is a knight’s weapon?'

'Sword and the likes. '

'What about the archer? The assassin? ...'

'Each of them has his own weapon.'

'What about the magician? Is the stick his weapon?'

'Not really, a magician can cast spells without a stick but it's harder and less effective.'

'A magician's weapon is his spell and the wand is only an intermediary, but many magicians consider it a necessity. You shouldn't rely on it to become a better witch, but rely on your own spells.'

Maximus took one of the books off the shelves and gave it to her, a book with a leather cover that says 'The Basics of Botanical Magic and Talismans to the Third rank.'

'Thank you teacher, I'll make sure to learn it well.'

'Does anyone have another request?'

After seconds of waiting, no one answered and Maximus signaled them out.

'Let's go now.'

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It was nice in the evening, with light winds carrying the smell of harvest and plantings, the market was not very close but the smell of nature prevailed over the rest of the smells.

'The festival starts from the market all the way to the city square. You have a lot to see and experience this evening.'

Starting with the market, the crowd of people was gradually getting larger and the festive manifestations were shining more and more. The prices of the goods were low compared to their usual prices; Maximus took the opportunity and bought a large quantity for his house. The group continued to progress among people to see more...