Chapter 220 New Training Mission



The boys moved as one, their steps light and nimble across the room.

In their hands, they cradled the black egg.

Then they presented the egg to Aizel. He felt the weight and energy of the black egg increase as he tightened his grip on it. 

Aizel and the kids waited calmly for Sekki to finish the inspection.

[This wolf spirit is healthy and growing]

[He will be born within a few months]

"Awesome...

"Fenrir is finally going to born..

"I can't wait to ride on him..

The children let out an explosion of happiness that resounded through the air like a flock of singing birds.

Meanwhile, Aizel felt a little relief knowing that the little fellow was doing okay.

After that, they sat down together and enjoyed a leisurely meal, enjoying each bite as if it were made of magic.

Their kind guide, Aizel, enchanted them with stories of his world. 

His words floated through the air like a spell. The kids listened intently as their minds were taken to faraway places and fantastical experiences.

As the day went on, time went by without anyone noticing.

The Next Day, 

Aizel and Daisy faced each other, poised and ready, their eyes shining with resolve as they prepared to leave the room.

With a silent exchange of understanding, they entrusted the care of the children to Vespara and Shelly, knowing that their capable hands would provide a safe haven during their absence. 

The group's training session with the princess, a crucial milestone on the road to the tournament, had finally arrived.

"Lily, be a big sister and take care of everyone," Daisy said. Caressing her hand gently on Lily's head.

"Don't worry Mumma, I will keep them safe," Lily replied, thumping on her little chest like a general.

"Aizel, keep my Mumma safe," she further added.

"Don't worry, not a single scratch will come to your Mumma," Aizel replied with a smile.

"Take care of yourself, pretty boy and you too darling," 

"Take care both of you," Shelly and Vespara wished them.

"Well then, see you soon, guys."

Leaving the Pearl Inn behind, Aizel and Daisy stepped into the vibrant world outside.

Long shadows swirled across the bare cobblestones as the sun poured a warm glow over the landscape. When they arrived, the royal carriage stood in the sunlight, shining as grandly as the day itself. 

As Aizel and Daisy climbed the carriage's stairs, the driver and his team of magnificent horses stopped to recognize their arrival. With a light poke, the carriage rolled out, passing through the busy streets and drawing curious looks from the onlookers.

The horses' hooves clattered in time with their march, carrying them ever closer to the imposing Felgura Castle. 

Inside the carriage,

"Are you nervous?" Aizle asked.

"Yes, a little bit. I am the only one who was going to be a Grade II mage," Daisy replied.

"I am a Grade II. Did you forget already?" 

"You are way different, Aizel," Daisy replied with a soft chuckle.

"Here, bring your hand," 

In a subtle motion, Daisy handed her right hand forward.

The warmth of Aizel's hand enfolding hers was reassuring. A surge of energy coursed through his veins, and his magic armor bracelet responded with a dark, mesmerizing liquid flowing forth like an ebony river. 

With grace and precision, the liquid coalesced, transforming into a resplendent bracelet on her right hand.

"What is this?" She asked as she eyed the bracelet closely.

"This is something that will keep you safe," Aizel replied. 

"You don't have to do this, Aizel. You should keep these things for yourself.

"It will help you more than giving it to me."

"No! I want you to have it. I won't take it back, and that's final," Aizel replied. Shaking his head like a kid.

The horse-drawn carriage stopped before the impressive entrance to Felgura Castle. Aizel and Daisy got off the carriage. They entered the castle grounds with a determined royal guard, their steps echoing with intent. 

As they followed the guard through the ancient fortress, the sound of their footsteps reverberated off the stone walls. After what seemed like an eternity, they emerged into a wide, open field where the princess and the rest of the group were waiting. 

Aizel's gaze swept across the assembled group, settling on Seraphine and Soren.

Two unknown faces, like mysterious shadows in the light, caught his eye nonetheless.

A man with short black hair and a serious, intriguing expression stood next to the Sword Emperor. His presence was both captivating and ominous; he gave off an air of silent strength. 

A woman dressed in a long black robe stood beside the man, personifying gloom itself. Her deep, unbreakable resolve was reflected in the intensity of her black eyelashes. 

"Well, everyone is now here; let's head for the journey. We can get to know each other on the way," Princess said. 

Amidst the anticipation that hung in the air, a colossal carriage thundered into view, propelled forward by a team of mighty horses. 

The carriage's massive size made it the center of attention and admiration. Its solid construction belied an impression of opulence, thanks to the ornate carvings and sparkling embellishments that caught the light. 

As the carriage neared, it was clear that its spacious interior could easily fit everyone. It was roomy enough to accommodate everyone and extended a warm welcome. 

They boarded the carriage one by one. Inside, sumptuous seats covered in luxurious fabrics were a clear indication of the vehicle's high status. 

As the doors closed and the carriage was set into motion. 

"So let me introduce you to the new members. 

"His name is Edumont Valtor, the student of the Sword Emperor."

"And she is Raven Damaris.

"Edumont and Raven, you already know Aizel. Beside her is Daisy, our new scout for the team." Zareena introduced everyone.

"I understand the princess's decision to include Aizel, but why are you including a Grade II mage in our team?

"I can clearly tell she lacks experience," Edumont commented.

"She has the best mana-sensing ability in the group. That itself makes her a good scout for us." Zareena replied calmly.

Daisy was at a loss for words as she struggled to make sense of the scenario and her own conflicting feelings.

Aizel, on the other hand, shut his eyes, trying to ignore everyone. He took a few deep breaths, trying to quiet the turmoil in his mind. Darkholm Town's events had left an indelible stamp on his soul, igniting a wrath that threatened to engulf him.