Somewhere high above the Shores of the Kingdom of the Fallen

Year 2851 | Month 1 | Day 29

Juan Sequani flies through the air while expanding the air around him as he approaches the meeting point decided upon by the Class S magicians. No matter how little interest he has in attending the meeting.

If it were up to him, he would just continue teaching his new student until he can’t teach him anything else. After all, his new student is the absolute perfect student he could ever ask for.

Nathan Fox does not need to eat, nor does he need to sleep. He can’t die. He doesn’t age. He uses fire magic with an at least above average talent level. Even if Juan would prefer his talent to be a bit higher.

His student doesn’t have any interest in romance or hooking up with girls like many boys his age, and he puts everything he has into his magic studies.

He is talented at programming and is incredibly driven to grow stronger.

But he couldn’t stay. Not when the walking pile of rotten bones kept interrupting his training in his attempts to drag him to the meeting.

And it was either to continue letting him pointlessly interrupt, or just go to the meeting to get him to stop interrupting future lessons.

That filthy creature will meet its end some day if it’s the last thing I do…

Juan constantly glares as he flies through the air before finally arriving at the meeting spot, where he finds the target of his anger already flying at next to an air ship. A more recent invention of the Republic that uses magic to power itself without any electricity or gas. And the ship of which the magicians attending their meeting that can’t fly are currently standing at the edge of.

“You’ve finally arrived, hot headed toad,” the filthy bag of bones says with smugness clear in his tone, making Juan want to incinerate him instantly. But he holds himself back to at least give the other Class S magicians a semblance of unity between himself and the skeleton.

The Class S fire magician’s eyes narrow a little bit as he feels incredibly thankful that his student also dislikes the skeleton. Because he doesn’t know how he’d handle it if his student liked the man, regardless of the official adoption the skeleton forced on him.

After a few seconds, Juan finally calms down and turns his fiery gaze onto the other Class S magicians currently here. Along with a couple others that are currently arriving.

Amongst the ones currently here, Juan sees Afvalder von Schröder, Edgar Brodnax, Violet Fox, and Leopold Houk. But Katherine Nash and Emma Sonnen are both currently arriving as well. Which leaves only two Class S magicians set to arrive for the meeting not present.

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Leodmir Archeron and the Chairman of the Republic of Arcania.

Two of the three biggest instigators of the entire war.

Juan narrows his eyes at the other magicians as his irritation at being there increases a bit with their absence. Because the other magicians here aren’t even worth looking at in his eyes.

At least the doctor, Chairman, and bag of bones all have rare special magic affinities. The other magicians here aren’t on the same level at all.

Because rarer and more powerful special magic affinities are the only affinities that can even come close to matching fire magic. Just as the people from his homeland taught.

Just as his father, the last Emperor before his brother took the throne, taught.

Although the bare minimum respect he had for the doctor disappeared the moment he heard about what the man has done to his student over the years.

While Juan is waiting for the last two Class S magicians to arrive, he ignores the other Class S magicians to send a message to his homeland. One notifying them of his student’s existence. And telling them to take him in should Juan ever pass away.

Then, almost as if planned, the moment he finishes sending the message out, the two magicians arrive. With the doctor arriving simply through teleporting and appearing in a purple flash of light, and the Chairman flying through the sky with his body coated in black and crimson anti-magic mana. No doubt manipulating the mana itself to move his body around as a carrier.

And the moment they arrive, both of them turn towards the bag of bones and Juan as the Chairman asks, “Why did you team up?” Meanwhile the doctor stays silent and simply glares at them. No doubt perfectly aware of why they teamed up.

“Why would that be any of your business?” Juan asks without even looking at the other Class S magicians who are clearly looking back at him with that same question in their eyes.

Artorius Hunter narrows his eyes before asking, “This wouldn’t have anything to do with this supposedly immortal magician I’ve been hearing about, would it?”

Juan notices the corner of the doctor’s lips twitching ever so slightly at that question, clearly implying he doesn’t wish for the other Class S magicians to learn about Juan’s new student. Which doesn’t surprise Juan in the least.

Most magicians of the two continents would leap at the chance to obtain immortality through any means necessary. Whether moral means or not.

This is the continent that was originally created through several settlers made up of criminals exiled from the main continents after all. Even if that was centuries ago.

Juan himself is the only non-criminal to come to the continent and set up a nation of his own. Just so that he could keep an eye on the continent and report to his brother about new events.

The Class S fire magician notices the increased interest in the other Class S magicians at the mention of Nathan’s immortality. So he immediately says, “The idea of an immortal is ludicrous at best outside of the use of death magic. All the reports I’ve been told imply this supposed immortal magician is nothing more than a death magic magician being trained by Adalwolf.” He turns his attention to the bag of bones, hiding his grimace at having to actually refer to the skeleton by name. “Right, Adalwolf?”

Despite the skeleton not having any sort of face, Juan can feel the smugness radiating from him as the bag of bones answers, “That is correct. I have taken in and begun training a new death magic user who I have named the crown prince of the Kingdom of the Fallen.”

The Chairman looks between the two for a few seconds with his eyes narrowed before eventually stating, “Very well. But mark my word, I will get to the bottom of your alliance.”

And after that, the meeting finally begins, leaving the Class S magicians to add a few new rules to this war game of theirs.

All while Juan simply wishes to go back to training his student.