Brook-

Sigh~

I am Brook, the headmaster of the demigod’s palace or paradise, whatever you want to call it.

This place as it goes by it’s name is for demigods. Of course this place if filled with demigods.

The term 'demigod’ may sound strong but it’s nothing good, rather it's more like burden. There are all kinds of demigods at demigod’s palace. Half human-half god, Half mermaid- Half god, Half demon- Half god and much more. Humans were the most of them and also the weakest with the most potential. You could say that humans are the most remarkable demigods. Even against the evil dragon they were the ones that helped the most. While most of the Dragods ( Half Dragon- Half God) chose to side with the evil dragon.

Just when I thought i would have some free time, another notice was sent from the higher ups.

'Benza will come to Mooyoon.’

More like a notice. 'Benza’, just this word amplified my headache by ten times. He was probably taking the blame this time around. I kind of sympathize with him. I mean, I was in a similar situation once.

The door opened and my assistant came in while I was reading the damned notice.

“Sir, the Andred statue had allowed a person to get inside. He is in a serious condition right now and it would take some time to recover as he was hit by the nature trees.”

My assistant Marsh reported the unusual happenings of the palace for today as I was trying to heal my headache.

“Marsh bring me some coffee.”

“Yes sir, with 5 spoons of sugar?”

“No make it seven.”

Another one of my habits I had developed over the years. Drink coffee when you're frustrated.

After I finished my coffee I got up from my table and got out of my office. My assistant was following me around as I roamed around the demigod’s paradise.

“Marsh, how's the new lad?” i asked suddenly when we were at the training camp. I could hear loud noises and sounds of metal crashing into each other.

“There were no signs of divinity on him. But as the Andred statue had given him the permission to enter, he must be a demigod of a far off descendant of the mortal world.”

The Andred statue was situated outside the palace and gave permission for people to enter. You can only enter if you are a demigod or authorized personnel at the palace. Of course there was security near the entrance and if the person entered with evil intentions he would be struck down by the defence mechanisms and guards.

“I see…”

Then it was not really a big matter. The more the blood of God within a being the more powerful he would be, since he is just ordinary there won't be a fuss at the campus.

The demigods paradise was actually a training ground for demigods who were young or a place for demigods to settle down and live their life out.

The trainers were of different races and all sorts of people gathered here especially the demigods. This place was not called paradise because it was beautiful or it had everything you wanted. It was simply because it was safer than the outside world.

The demigods and their offsprings are not as strong as they sound and needed time to mature. If a demigod was not registered at the demigods palace and roamed outside he would be hunted by monsters endlessly. A demigod is just like a fat piece of meat for monsters. When registered at the palace it meant that you were being protected and the monsters would sense it instinctively and would not attack them.

Even so the outside world was full of dangers for the demigods and it was not advisable for a demigod to be outside the palace without adequate training.

While I watched the young generation practice I was reminded of my younger days. A 998 year old man like me has nothing better to do than to reminiscence about the past.

The days went by and a very quickly, two months went by and summer arrived. Just when I was relaxing in my study while watching some football on television my communicating rock started glowing. It was a form of communication in the palace that was similar to a phone in the mortal world. Phones were not used at the paradise because radio signals didn't work here.

I picked it up from my table and pressed a button on it.

“Hello …. He woke up?.... Were you taking care of him?.... Is he alright?..... Is it serious? …. What? He knows about the witches? OK I'll be coming over there right now.”

I wasn't really interested in the guy before but I felt pretty curious about him now. This guy took 2 months to just get up with all the high tech medicine at the palace. He was also very similar to a human. In other words, he was the worst demigod I had ever seen.

As the headmaster I had to at least show my face to the new member so I walked to the medical rooms and entered the room where the new recruit was.

After entering I was surprised yet again.

“Hmph Brook, you look well.”

Not because he knew my name but because when I scanned him I found out his soul was a God’s. Thousands of thoughts went through my head and I realized that this guy in front of me might just be Benza. And my headache resurfaced.

I sent the old worker away and talked with him for a while. After some exchange of sentences I understood that he was here for a mission but he didn't know what it was so he had to find the witch. He also had lost his powers so he needed help.

Hmph. I coldly snorted inside. If this guy thinks it will be so easy for a 'GOD’ to ask help from demigods after all the mess they caused he had to think again.

“Helpers? You mean the demigods? You will have to ask for help yourself.”