The inner Palace – The late Sage’s library.

Iris Linding, a woman given the title of Ice Queen walked down the hallway of the Kingdom’s Castle.

She has white hair which resembles snow. Her beauty is of the top ten in the kingdom while her swordsmanship is second to none.

Her talents earned her the position of leader of the Order. Her family was but a normal farming family.

Never in her life would she have believed her future self if she heard then that she’d be joining the heroes who protect the kingdoms. She was born with the talent as a magic swordsman. Her specialty is ice magic which she can use to freeze anything no matter the structure or its nature.

“My Lady.”

A maid opened the door for her and she stepped inside.

The place was as usual, dark and quiet except for the frequent sound of pages turning.

Iris came to a stop and knelt.

“You grace me by–“

“Oh, shut it.”

As Iris was about to do her greeting, an old woman’s voice entered her ears.

It was the voice of a dying person.

The light shone on the figure on the bed. She had a wrinkly face, her hair was grey from old age and her body looked weak judging by the flesh and bones.

The Great Sage. The woman who could cause all the nations to cower just by hearing her name.

Odette.

“If I may ask, why do you not use age restoration to alter your biology?” Iris asked carefully.

The old woman chuckled.

“I have already laid eyes upon the descendant of my sister. That was my only wish and reason for living.”

“Surely the girl will need your guidance…”

Odette put up her wrinkly hand to stop Iris from speaking further.

“She should figure out how to use those powers herself. I’m sure having an old hag like me teach her would be depressing.”

Iris made a shocked face when she heard her words. She’s a woman who rarely shows emotion.

“Surely you do not think you, the Great Sage is unqualified to teach that girl!?”

“Our natures are different. And stop screaming.” Odette rubbed her earlobes. “I promised my sister I’d join her in the afterlife so that’s what I’ll do…”

“But please listen to this… That person has been found. We sensed a disturbance of magical energy a few months ago. Although we aren’t sure where the person is because a powerful barrier is blocking our magical detection.” Iris then spoke hurriedly.

“Hm?”

“The person you believed will inherit the powers of the Spirit King–“

“Whaat!? Why do I hear of this now!? ”

The old woman screamed causing her spit to fly in Iris’ face. Iris quietly took out a napkin and removed the spit.

There was a prophecy involving the Spirit King’s descendant and the person who receives the power of a Holy Saintess.

The two must conceive a child in order for the prophecy to come true. Legend has it that the child that will be born from the two will be the saviour of the world.

It will be a God’s child. Descendants of the Angel Race and the Spirit Races are really rare so it was never really proven if this fact was true or not.

However, Odette saw a vision one day where the world is in chaos. A dark figure stood atop the world that’s burning from its destruction.

A being from the immortal race.

The vision wasn’t very long since it was the glimpse of the future. Odette had to forcibly wake herself up since it looked like that being saw her peeking.

Just before it crushed her head, she disappeared. If the past is changed, the future will change as well.

God’s Child or its other name, the “Chosen One” will be powerful enough to defeat an immortal.

Odette predicts that it is roughly 200 years before the immortals arrives. That's only a prediction though.

“Find out who he is, Iris.”

‘I might watch how everything will unfold.’

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Jacob Sterling entered the Mage Tower.

He was ecstatic at the moment when he heard his pupil will be enrolling in the Royal Academy. Clyde Astley was by far the most talented person to emerge ever since the founding of the Mage Tower.

His abnormal amount of mana makes him the perfect person to enlist as a AOE mage leader for a mage unit in the army. Who knows, he might even be a direct subordinate of Viria, the Order’s magician.

‘Although, I’d prefer you’d join the Mage Tower as an official mage…’

Jacob thought as he read Clyde’s letter. He has grown fond of Clyde during their time together.

It was almost like having a little brother and teaching him stuff.

Jacob was always called a prodigy, he was always isolated since so many of his friends and peers were jealous of his talents. His magic was so incredible that he rose to an elite of the Mage Tower at such a young age.

But it wasn’t talent that made him this amazing. It was effort. And also a large amount of money to improve his foundation. The Purple Elixir is known to be an incredibly popular potion that could be used to heal broken mana veins.

The other effect is that it can partially improve your mana core’s pool. However, this effect is only a meagre 0.3% increase. Jacob had to work hard in order to achieve money so he could get where he was today.

-Your sister will be coming today. You better get here or else…

Father

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He crumpled up the letter that was sent to him by his father.

His rage flew up to his head and it felt like he wanted to burn his whole office.

Viria, a member of the order is also his sister.

He was always compared to her.

“Look at what your sister has achieved.”

“Why can’t you be more like her?”

“Humph! What is there to celebrate about you entering the mage tower?”

Those are the things spoken to him by his father. No matter what he did throughout his life or how many achievements he gained, his family never recognized him or saw him as his own person. He was always compared to his older sister.

But now he found someone far more talented than his cold bitch of a sister. A boy with exceptional talent for magic was trained by him. He wants to nurture this boy to make him become what he couldn’t.

Jacob’s mood instantly lifted as he thought about the future of Clyde Astley. He hummed as he prepared to leave for Earl Sterling’s residence.