28 Chapter 28: Castle Black

After traveling for over thirty minutes the carriage finally came to a halt

"We are already there?" Derik muttered. He stuck his head out the little carriage window only to see a hundred-meter tall wall just about four hundred meters away. His curious eyes were instinctively drawn to the mighty iron gate which was over a hundred meters tall as well

"Amazing!" he exclaimed "this is the first time I have seen the southern… it's more amazing than I thought" Derik screamed in shock

"But wait… why am I here?" don't tell me the training site is actually outside the giant wall!!!... this ... thisis suicide!!" Derik screamed in fear. His gaze shifted to men in silver knights armor who blocked the gate with their weapons unsheathed, taking the lead was a yellow-haired lady in golden armor who beckoned the carriage to come closer with a simple hand gesture.

"The military?" Derik muttered

"In the carriage is Derik Angus, representative of the archery class during the inter-class competition... I'm to take him to 'Castle Black' where the other members of the newly formed adventurer team are waiting" The coachman said while handing over the parchment with the adventurer team insignia on it. After staring at the parchment for a while she then waved at those at the gate. In less than ten minutes, the massive gates were opened and the carriage moved through. Even though outside the wandering outside the wall was extremely dangerous, there were routes created which linked the Gyro kingdom to other kingdoms as well, these routes are protected day and night by the military. Thanks to this, the journey was smooth and peaceful but slow, in just a few hours they had traveled over a thousand meters. This was because of the numerous checkpoints they had to stop. After a few more hours the carriage finally stopped.

The carriage door yanked open and Derik jumped out with an excited expression on his face, his eyes shifted from the fifty-meter wall that surrounded the castle which had a mighty iron gate to the main castle itself. Looking back now he realized that the castle was atop a hill.

"Amazing…" he said

"Now the last member of the team has arrived… Your team will receive its first task in three days" The coachman spoke and bowed slightly before leaving on the carriage without bothering to explain. Derik just stood there with a confused expression and watched the carriage vanish from his sight slowly

"How long do you intend to stand there" A familiar voice echoed in Derik's ear. He quickly turned around

"Donald!!!" he gasped in shock. His gaze shifted to the black-haired girl who wore a casual black leather shirt and black trousers, her clothes desperately hugged against her body revealing the young assassin's attractive body shape. Even now Donald tied his flowing green hair back and wore a casual white shirt and black trousers, this was the first time he has seen this side of these people. Donald and Daemon stared at Derik completely shocked, if not for the fact they spent so much time with Derik, they would have sworn this young archer was not the same archer who fought against a zombie monster horde.

"Are you really Derik" Daemon asked wearing a suspicious look on her face

"Of course… who else would I be?" Derik responded. He picked up his backpack and walked past Donald and Daemon. Even though he wanted to explain, Francis asked him to keep his new power a secret and that's what he intends to do. Even now he couldn't practice his spells openly, he can only continue to live as an archer until Francis finds a way to deal with this evil magic spirit that resides in his mind.

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Arriving at the castles manor, Derik was welcomed by three more familiar faces who also wore confused expressions on their faces when they saw the 'New Derik. At first Cyrus, Gin and Karl suspected he may have awakened his magic yet they couldn't feel any substantial magic power from him so they went for the second option. There were multiple methods through which one can change their hair color, as for the black iris that took the place of the brown iris, they just assumed it may be the effect of a potion brewed by the mysterious sorcerer who worked for the Lockwood family. After over twenty minutes of chatting with the rest of the team, Derik left for them, heading straight to his room. According to Cyrus and Karl, the room reserved for him was located on the second floor of the castle, the third floor was used as a library with so many books on magic which could make even the bronze level mages envious and then the fourth floor served as a storage room.

Arriving at the door which had the archer class symbol on it, Derik was about to push the wooden door open but then he felt an ominous and dreadful aura which he remembered felt at the inter-class competition. He quickly made a 180 degrees turn, his hands instinctively reached out for his crossbow which always hung around his waist but it was not there

"Damn…" Derik said with a bitter smile on his face "What is the prince of darkness doing here" he sneered

"What do you mean? I'm a part of this shitty team…" Kira said indifferently. The next moment his eyes narrowed and his gaze became cold, at this point, Derik felt like the blood mage was staring at his soul.

"That aura within you… so powerful… such evil… there is no way you're suppressing it with your strength, you must be relying on an item to suppress such power… to think this young archer possesses such aura… why didn't I feel it during the inter-class competition… unless…" Kira spoke, in his pitch-black iris were traces of shock. When Derik arrived he was at castle black's library studying, even though Derik was still outside castle black's gates which was over six hundred meters away he could still feel this dreadful aura. Initially he felt it was an extremely high leveled supernatural beast and when he felt it approach he thought it planned to attack and decided to wait and see how his 'new team' would fare against it, yet this beast entered the castle unhindered and made its way to the second floor, why won't he confront it? His cold gaze remained fixed on Derik who instinctively avoided eye contact.

"So that's what it is… you just attained this power recently… am I correct?" Kira asked. His eyes glowed in excitement and a grin appeared on his face when he saw Derik nod, not wasting any time he grabbed Derik by the wrist and led him to the room with the sorcerer class insignia on it.

[How is he so strong?] Derik thought...Completely shocked when he was been dragged by Kira, considering his physical capabilities, even when he is not resisting a feeble and lanky sorcerer like him shouldn't be able to move him.

[Also why did he suddenly become cheerful… isn't this guy meant to be a devil incarnate who only smiles when he brings suffering and pain to his enemies] Derik thought and slightly shuddered in fear

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Kira's room was over thirty meters in length and width, with the bed at the center of the room and a stone table and stone chair directly below a small window, on the desk was a blood-red colored book which was gently wrapped with a red ribbon, Derik didn't need anyone to tell him that that was Kira's grimoire and about five meters away is a door which led to the bathroom and finally directly opposite the Stone desk and stone chair at the other side of the room was a wardrobe.

Closing the door behind Derik and locking it, Kira stared at Derik for a few seconds with a grin on his face.

"Take the talisman suppressing your power off… Cast a spell" Kira said "For you to put on a talisman that suppresses your power means you're trying to hide this ability from the others… its quite understandable, You don't have to bother about them finding out when practicing here with me around… I too possess a vicious aura as well… they will simply assume I'm the one responsible" Kira explained.

Derik understood what Kira was trying to say and also found it reasonable, even though he currently wasn't allowed to practice magic an keep his new powers a secret, he still felt the urge to try. Since Kira already knew there is no point in hiding it from him, it is safe to use such power in this room, but the part about taking off the talisman and risk been dragged into a dream where he has to face such a terrifying magic spirit again? 'Hell No'

"I agree… I can practice here but I refuse to take off the talisman" Derik finally said

"Why?" Kira was astonished by Derik'd decision "That talisman does not only suppress your aura but also your power… every spell you cast with that thing on will lose more than seventy percent of its original strength… So why won't you take it off" He asked? In his opinion, Derik should possess affinity of Darkness magic which was also an intermediate three star magic on par with his Blood magic

"Because I can't control it… the magic spirit forcibly drags me into a state of sleep and tortures me… you may get hurt… everyone else too" Derik explained honestly

"Get hurt?... A magic spirit that has a will of its own and goes as far as to torment its host… that simply means that its chances of completely consuming you and taking over your body are quite high… What's your magic and what's its rating" Kira asked

"Death magic… peak three-star magic" Derik quickly responded with traces of excitement and pride in his voice.

"Peak three-star magic?... now it makes sense… If that's the case you don't have to take off the talisman anymore… I doubt I will be able to suppress you if you end up losing control…" Kira replied honestly. Even though only the word 'Intermediate' and 'Peak' separated their magic class, it still meant a lot, those whose magic was rated 'peak' of a class always stood at the very top of that class… to surpass such people requires extraordinary determination, hard work, and luck. If what Derik said was true then there was no way a recruit like him would be able to suppress someone with a peak rated magic should he go on a rampage?

"Then let's try out a few spells… I'm guessing you haven't done this before" Kira finally spoke

"Not really… I haven't" Derik answered honestly feeling a little embarrassed. Kira understood what Derik was thinking and laughed

"Alright…you should have a grimoire right… just recite the incarnation there slowly… speak each word it means something and the magic will happen" Kira slowly explained. With an excited expression on his face, Derik pulled out the pitch-black grimoire from his bag and gently flipped it open. His flipped through pages until he found a spell called 'Bone Spear' " Ok… let me try this" he said. Taking a few steps back, Derik took a deep breath and the exhaled

"Ooo power of death, grant thy servant thy power and lend thee thy strength... Give me the power to vanquish all those who stand against thy power of death and by the end of this day, thy heads shall hang on the tip of thy spear… Death magic: Bone spear!!!" At this point, pitch-black aura gradually escaped Derik's body and the temperature in the room instantly dropped, even Kira slightly shuddered in fear involuntarily.

[To think he can draw out this much power even when it been suppressed by that talisman… Terrifying]He thought.

Everyone in this castle felt the evil aura coming from the second floor and their expression darkened instantly

"He's at it again… who knows what kind of diabolical spell he is trying to perform this time" Karl said with a bitter smile on his face

"I know right?" Gin replied

"What about Derik?" Daemon asked

"Don't worry… Derik is strong… he will have to get used to this" Cyrus sighed after speaking

"Bastard mages" Donald cursed silently

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At this point, Dierk's eyes were pitch black and his spiky black hair fluttered in the wind as he chanted, his face was void of emotions, any person who saw him at this point will mistake him for a demon. At the end of the incarnation, a five-meter long spear purely made of bones appeared in mid-air, the aura this weapon radiated was truly terrifying, even Kira had to retreat by a few steps instinctively. Derik then raised his hand and reached for the spear and with a sinister smile on his face he gazed at the bone spear in his hand

"Excellent" he muttered…