《Forsaken Hope》6: A long night
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"Huhumhuhmmm ♪"
That will teach him. I had planned to read the books with him, 5 or 10 per day, but he needed a lesson. Tomorrow I need to check with the librarians if he read all the books.
I walk as fast as I can to my room. I want to sleep to see if I will dream again about Al. He was right when he said that it doesn't really matter who he was, it won't change things, but... I am really curious. I mean, he is an S rank white mage! Who is he? Who wouldn't want to know about him?
As I am entering the dorms, someone calls for me:
"Hey Noraaa!"
I look behind.
"Karli? What's up?"
She walks closer.
"Me and girls are going to prank the guys, want to come?"
"Prank?"
"Yes, we're going to throw Sound Crystals into their dorm, look at this!"
She shows me a bag full of Sound Crystals. They are light blue. When you pour mana into them, they make sounds.
"Look this one makes wind sound." - *pours mana* *Fuuuuuush* - "This one sounds like a ghost." - *pours mana* *GivE mE my bOdy baaaaaackkkkkk* - "Hehe, it's going to be awesome, c'mon!"
Those crystals were useless a few decades ago, no one knew how to manipulate the sounds. In their natural state, they only make high pitched sounds. But Leonardo, a great renowned magician, discovered how to manipulate them and make different sounds with it. Today they are used for music, pranks, etc...
"Sorry Karli, I have to pass. I have something else planned. And it's too dangerous, we might get into trouble."
"Naah, we'll throw the crystals and hide. They'll never suspect that it was us and think it was the Senior males. I won't put you on the spot, but you really sure you don't want to come?"
"Yeah, I'm sure, but thanks anyway."
It might be fun, but I really want to make this night count and dream as much as I can.
"Oh, ok. Well then, I have to go, goodnight!"
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"Goodnight. Try not to get caught!"
I head towards my room.
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Dreams start to fill my head as I doze off, Al is playing with his friends by the river.
"I told you, I can do it!"
"You can't Burniel, you need mana..."
"Just because I have black hair doesn't mean I can't control water!"
Al is discussing with a boy named Burniel. They are both on the margin of the river, while the other 4 are swimming.
Burniel puts his open hand close to the surface of the water and starts chanting.
"Mages don't use chants *sigh*"
"Shut up! It's my way of doing things!"
Al rolls his eyes with a friendly grin on his face.
Burniel keeps his hand close to the surface of the water and keeps chanting random words. When he finishes chanting, he puts his hand as high as his body can, and gives a big slap on the water. Nothing happened. Burniel has a disapointed face.
"Well, in a way, you controlled the water. You splashed it."
"It's not the same... You are lucky..."
A moment passes.
"It's not really that great."
"It's not?"
"No. Mother always makes me study and meet strange people. They all look at me with funny eyes."
"..."
"At least you guys can play all day."
This time Al has a depressed face. Burniel says:
"It's dumb, isn't it?"
"What?"
"The hair colors. Wouldn't it be more easy if everyone had the same color?"
"..."
"Everyone would be equal! Those who studied hard would be the ones who got magic powers and money!"
"... You are right."
Burniel shows a big smile.
"You might be better than me in magic, but I am better than you in another thing..."
"What?"
"WATER WRESTLING!"
Burniel jumps straight at Al and hits Al belly with his shoulder.
"Gah!?"
Burniel takes the chance to grab Al waist, with his shoulder still on Al's belly, raises him, and throws him towards a deeper part of the river.
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"HAHAHA, I'm stronger than you, learn your place!"
Al gets his head out of the water and takes a deep breath. When he sees Burniel taunting, he smiles and says:
"Oh yeah? Take this!"
Balls of water, with the size of a head, rise from the river and hit Burniel.
"He- ouch! HEY! Ouch! Magic is for- OUCH! Is forbidden!"
"Says who?"
"I say!"
Burniel throws himself at Al and they wrestle for a while. Later the other 4 joined the wrestling match.
...
It's almost evening, the boys are getting out of the river.
"C'mon guys, get over here and I'll dry all of us quickly."
They get close to Al. Al uses fire magic to make hot air, and uses that air to dry himself and his friends.
That's impressive, I could only cast multi-magic when I was ten. Multi-magic is controlling two or more different elements at the same time.
One of the boys looks in the direction of the town and says: "Oh oh..."
The others notice and also look in the same direction, and they have frightened faces.
Al also looks - "Oh no..."
It's Al mother and her guards.
"Alddan, what are you doing here?"
"Mother, I... I..."
"..."
"Answer me Alddan!"
"!! I was playing!"
"Don't you have your toys? And your brothers? Isn't our garden big enough?"
"It's... It's not the same thing... Mother..."
"Of course it's not the same thing! You shouldn't be playing with kids like them! C'mon, we are going home!"
Al's mother grabs him by his hand and starts walking in the direction of the town.
"Hey! Stop!"
"Burniel!"
"... What did you say?"
"You can't force Al to do what you want!"
"Burniel shut up!!!"
"You shut up Al! You have to stand up and fight for what you want!"
"BURNIEL SHUT UP!!!!"
Al's mother passes Al hand to one of the guards and walks to Burniel, who is looking at her with defiant eyes.
"... Know your place."
She puts her both hands on Burniel head, one of them in his face... And uses fire magic...
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH-----!!!!!!"
"MOTHER STOP!!!! PLEASE STOP!!!!"
Burniel tries to get away but he can't, she is grabbing him.
"I'M BEGGING YOU MOTHER STOP!!!!!!!!!"
No one does anything. The other boys are too terrified and the guards wouldn't dare to interrupt her.
After 10-20 seconds, she stops.
"Carry those scars for the rest of your life. Remember who is your better. Let those scars remind you the day you defied me."
Burniel is kneeling, hands on his face.
"BURNIEL!!!"
Al screams with a crying face
"Alddan! Silence! They are not like us! Do not weep for them! They are just like cattle! They are just to be used!"
She grabs Al hand and walks in the direction of the town, guards following her.
Al looks behind and sees his friends circling around Burniel...
-----
I wake up.
"Alddan..."
*********
"Oh my God... Finally!!!"
Seriously, this is too much! 50 books in a row is a nightmare! I pretended to read all of them but damnit... It's too much!
Good news is, none of them talked about me. The bad news is, I want to kill someone...
"... It's morning already... I guess I'll head to the dorm..."
I get up from the table and leave the pile of books behind. Normally, I would put the books back in their place, but at this moment, I couldn't care less.
I turn right at the end of the shelf and... The slut is there... On a table... Without clothes...
"Hi handsome, working hard?"
"Oh for fuck sake woman... Put some damn clothes on!!"
"Hmm, but it wouldn't be as interesting. Fufufu, I trust you have some stress to relieve, why don't you take this chance... To relieve it?"
"I already know someone who is a "stress reliever"... *frustrated sigh*"
She shows a surprised face.
"Oh? Who might that be if I may ask?"
I show the front of my right hand to her.
"Miss Liria, this is miss Palm, miss Palm, this is miss Liria. Now, have a good day."
I pass by her while she looks at where I was with a confused/shocked face.
And no, obviously I prefer a good woman instead of miss Palm, but I won't sleep with anyone who appears out of nowhere. And how the hell did she knew I was here? Ah, whatever...
"*sigh*, I just want some sleep..."
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