《Moniker's Mana》Chapter 9
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Before they knew it Scarlet and the professor were at the dungeon
"Moniker?"
Scarlet was confused as to why she was here again. She then saw Moniker fly somewhere else. The professor was confused as well.
"I definitely felt the mana change! But he didn't cast a spell!"
Scarlet then saw Moniker flying back towards her dragging the skeleton of a wyvern under him. He placed it next to Scarlet and she felt touched at the sight.
"Awwww. Thank you, Moniker."
When something dies in a dungeon all of their flesh except for anything hard like bone, teeth, or claws is turned to mana and absorbed by the dungeon.
The group then returned to the professor's office with Moniker in a cheery mood.
"He can do some amazing stuff but it's not magic. Maybe his race had a different way to use mana. There are stories from long ago that detail abnormally strong people who wield mana as the spirits do."
Moniker was content with playing with mana in the corner of the room. The most specialized mages could only at most feel the mana. Meanwhile, Moniker is playing with mana like it's a game.
"How do spirits use mana?"
"They use it without any spells. They say the humans made magic after watching the spirits use it. At any rate, if you want him to be an 'official' mage then he needs to go through the academy like you are."
A slight smile on Scarlet's face was displayed for a moment, but only for a moment.[1]
"Thank you!"
She grabbed Moniker's hand and dragged him out of the room. Once the door was closed she quickly addressed Moniker.
"Did you hear that? you get to go to the academy with me!"
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"Academy?"
"You'll see."
Scarlet the snuck Moniker into the girl's dorm. Of course, Moniker doesn't know what's happening at all. After getting to her room with Moniker a mischievous smile appeared on her face.
"Moniker it's alright if we sleep in the same bed right?"
"I don't sleep as you do though."
Scarlet suddenly seemed disappointed at her own forgetfulness.
In the middle of the night, Moniker was reading a book. He then got bored and put the book back in Scarlet's bookshelf. He looked back over at Scarlet. She was sound asleep. She was like a princess(because she is).
He left her be and made a portal to quietly escape from the room to the forest. He wanted to freely fly around and stretch his nonexistent wings.
A little while after flying he went back down to the ground to stay at calm hover. Then suddenly he felt an itch on his arm. He looked over and saw an arrow deep in his arm.
A blue window appeared stating:
[Warning]
Status effect tranquilize has been applied. You will be forced into a state of unconsciousness in [2.2] seconds.
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