Blood Elf Monarch Chapter 24
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Tristan awakened with some thoughts about just what happened last night. The urge to kill and see blood; He wondered if this meant someone was still in control of him or if this is what he is now... As of now, he has no answer for it, and he should just focus on what is in front of him.
Within such foreign places, survival was his utmost priority, and for the current him, that would mean he needed to somehow solve the problem regarding his daily Blood Essence consumption.
Seeing how he could only get a measly amount of Blood Essence from animals as well as humans, in order for Tristan to survive, he would need to involve himself in as many fights as he could.
The bigger the fight, the more Blood Essence to farm.
Predicting his coming fate that would arrive sooner or later, Tristan needs a way to strengthen himself, and also his sister. He needed somehow for her to be able to protect herself.
Magic. That's the most exciting information he heard last night. It would be very helpful if both Layla and himself were able to do magic. Fortunately for them, the town would be having a particular event today, a monthly magic test which would be held in a place called the Magus Guild.
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Before the sun showed itself on the horizon, the siblings went out from their accommodation and searched their way to Magus Guild. However, they first had to find new clothes for them to wear.
They walked into the nearest clothes store, a tailor shop which was only a few buildings away. The siblings bought a set of clothes for themselves and immediately changed into it right at the place.
The shop itself, and standing in front of a tall mirror, fascinated him on how similar this world was compared to Earth. Well, besides their unusual fashion style.
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Tristan took a moment for himself, checking carefully on his image reflected in the mirror. He still found it bizarre to see the odd look upon the mirror.
Compared to his previous body, Tristan looks a little bit older, maybe in his 25's, much taller, pale skin, long memorable white hair, and a pointy ear. At the moment, the human figure on his face, the one that was from his old body, did not reveal him as a human at all. At most, he would probably be categorized as a slightly disfigured elf.
Regardless, Tristan decided to find a cloak that would provide better coverage on his ear and cover his long white hair until he looks more human than an elf. Even though there were indeed many benefits of being an elf in a small border town, he preferred to lay low for the moment.
With the new proper outfits, the siblings proceeded to find the said Magus Guild.
Finally, after walking through nearly the entire town, they found it in one corner of the town. The moment they arrived, their sight was greeted by a three storey temple-like building. From its appearance and the aura it exuded, it was probably the most luxurious building he could see in the town.
They quickly entered the building, and the first thing that caught Tristan's eyes was the huge hexagram panel made of stones with eight symbols on its sides and two on its center. There was simple writing that Tristan could read. The ten elements; water, ice, wind, lightning, fire, metal, earth, plant, darkness, and light.
"Welcome to the Magus Guild." said a female attendant who stood behind the reception table when she saw Tristan and Layla enter. "Are you here for the magic test?"
"Yes, and this girl here needs to get a magic symbol as well," Tristan said while pointing his finger to Layla next to him.
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This is actually why he came to find out about the magic in the first place. From his last night's 'talk' he learns that Magic symbols were the reason why people could understand each other's language, Tristan thought It to be the same one Desmond showed him before during his time in captivity.
"The service would cost 2 silver coins, sir."
Luckily, their performance last night allowed them to pay for such services. Otherwise, Tristan would go out for a while and resort to some 'borrowing'.
"Here," Tristan said while putting two exact silver coins on the table.
"Alright, thank you, sir. Actually, she can do this service first before the event starts. Would you like to do it?" Tristan only nodded his head as confirmation. "Alright, miss, right this way.."
The attendant led them to a room where there was a figure already waiting. To their surprise, the figure was a male elf.
While trying to keep his calm, Tristan watched the elf take some kind of paintbrush and began drawing on Layla's left palm.
After the symbol was drawn, the elf then cast some kind of spell onto it. Immediately after, the symbol shone brightly for a second. After that, the elf asked Layla to make sure the symbol was working, "Can you understand me now?"
Layla gave him a nod, which meant she understood the elf. With Layla now able to communicate properly, they can now blend in easier with the people of this planet
A moment later, the female attendant from before entered the room and took Tristan as well as Layla to a different room. Opening the door, the female attendant said, "Here is where they will hold the test."
Inside, Tristan could see the room was filled with dozens of people.
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