《The Magic Kings War》Worshipper Arc: Chapter 32. The Calm before the storm.
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Worshipper Arc: Chapter 32. The calm before the storm.
Valoran leaves the Headmasters office.
Valoran is about to leave when Headmaster Aegnor stops him.
“Mr Silver” He calls out to Valoran.
Valoran stops with his back facing him.
“This is a fight you cannot win, soon the King of Gods will destroy you and claim this world just like he claimed countless others.” He declares.
“We will see about that.” Valoran replies with his back still facing him.
Valoran opens the door and leaves the Headmaster’s office.
Valoran heads back to his class.
After class has ended Valoran and the others meet up on the academy ground that is empty with no one around to hear, in order for Valoran to reveal the news.
“I have news, important news at that.” Valoran speaks.
The others look at him with curiosity.
“What is it?” Demonlise questions.
“Did the Headmaster say anything to make you feel this anxious?” Merial questions further.
Valoran takes a deep breath.
“Headmaster Aegnor is the lead Worshipper we have been looking for.” Valoran reveals.
Everyone immediately is shocked to hear this.
“What?” Selina asks dumb founded.
“How?” Biatrix just as dumb founded.
“I-It’s hard to believe this.” Merial expresses in disbelief.
“How can he be the lead Worshipper?” Atticus asks.
“It all makes sense now.” Artemsia realises.
“Indeed.” Demonlise responds to Artemsia
“Yes, the adventurer exam, the attack on the academy, the events that happened needed someone with strong influence over the academy.” Valoran points out.
“And as the Headmaster of the academy he would fit this role perfectly.” Demonlise mentions.
“That is true.” Artemsia responds.
“There is more.” Valoran says.
“More?” Merial questions.
“Yes.” Valoran responds to Merial.
“I have been offered to take a seat on the Magic King’s throne. To see if the thorne will recognise me as the new Magic King.” Valoran shares with the group.
“That’s great!” Merial says with excitement.
“It is. You have been working so hard for this!” Selina yells out with passion.
“I did, and I did accept the deal.” Valoran responds.
“If the throne does recognize you as King. Daimos will make his move.” Artemsia warns.
“I am aware.” Valoran counters and reassures Artemsia.
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“Can you defeat him?” Atticus questions.
“I have no idea. He’s extremely powerful and wise. I doubt I can defeat him” Valoran replies.
“What will you do?” Demonlise asks.
“First I need to visit the castle and be seated on the throne, what will happen after that is a different story.” Valoran replies.
“But what will happen if the throne will not recognise you as the King?” Selina questions.
“That’s absurd. Who else would qualify other than Valoran?” Merial counters.
“I’m not saying he’s not worthy, I mean what if-” Valoran cuts off the debate.
“If I am not to become the next King of Magic, then there is nothing that can be done. I have no idea how King Daimos would react. Most likely he would just wait until the next Magic King emerges.” Valoran replies.
“Makes sense. He has been waiting all this time and he can wait much longer I’m guessing.” Biatrix says.
“He waited for the last 4000 years, for a God that’s nothing but a blink of an eye, he would wait millions of years for the next King of Magic.” Artemsia explains.
“He is patient, I give him that.” Atticus says astounded.
“For sure.” Selina agrees with Atticus.
“Well Gods have all the time in the world.” Merial points out.
“Good point.” Biatrix points out.
“For now, let’s wait until I am seated on the throne. We will discuss things after.” Valoran suggests.
“You are right. We shouldn’t get ahead of ourselves.” Demonlise agrees.
Valoran and Artemsia say their goodbyes to the others for the day and head home.
They arrive home.
They open the door. Inside they have company, it’s Polios, Reelia and Iris.
Aelina invited them over for dinner.
“Valoran. Artemsia. Welcome home!” Aelina greets with excitement.
“Greetings Mother.” Valoran greets back.
“Greetings to you all as well. I am glad you are here.” Valoran greets the three guests.
“Greetings to you all.” Artemsia responds.
Polios, Reelia and Iris greet Valoran and Artemsia.
Artemsia introduces herself to the three.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you three. My name is Artemsia. A friend of Valoran and Aelina.” Artemsia bows her head.
“It is nice to meet you Artemsia. My name is Polios Emintra, and these two are my daughters Reelia and Iris Emitra.” Polios introduces.
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“It’s very nice to meet you.” Iris says.
“I am glad to meet you.” Reelia says.
“Now then shall we eat?” Aelina says with excitement putting a roasted bird on the table with salad, and a side dish.
“It looks and smells delicious, mother.” Valoran compliments
“Thank you.” Aelina responds with gratitude.
Everyone takes a seat around the table and begins to eat the delicious dinner.
Valoran mid dinner brings up the news told to him by headmaster Aegnor.
“I have some news I need to share.” Valoran states.
“What is it?” Aelina questions.
“I have been offered to take a seat on the magic kings thorne.” Valoran shares.
Polios, Reeelia and Iris are shocked to hear this and remain silent.
Aelina on the other hand is both shocked and scared for Valoran.
“T-That’s great Valoran…I’m so happy for you.” Aelina says with a scared tone.
“Mother, you don’t need to hide your concerns.” Valoran assures her.
“I’m not. I am happy for you. This was your dream after all.” Aelina says, holding back tears.
Valoran knows that his Mother is lying about her feelings.
“Mother, I will be alright. Whether the throne accepts me or not.” Valoran assures.
“I know you will be.” Aelina says with an honest smile.
“So…when will you be granted access to the throne?” Aelina asks curiously.
“Soon I will be.” Valoran answers.
“How soon?” Iris questions.
“Iris! Mind your manners…this is not a discussion we should be getting ourselves involved in.” Polios instructs Iris.
“Iris, I agree with father, this is not something we should be asking questions about.” Reelia lectures her sister.
“I’m Sorry.” Iris says with regret.
“It’s fine. You are like my family now.” Valoran explains.
“I will be taken to the throne within a few days, then we will see if I am worthy of becoming the successor.” Valoran explains.
“So soon I see.” Artemsia realises.
“Indeed.” Valoran responds.
“We wish you all the luck.” Polios says.
“We really do.” Iris and Reelia speak at the same time to reinforce Polio's point.
“I appreciate it. You three…are special to me.” Valoran reveals.
“Thank you Valoran, you are also special to us.” Polios replies with sincerity.
“That’s right.” Reelia adds on.
Iris nods in agreement.
Valoran is touched by this, more people are supporting him which he thought could never happen.
“I will make sure that your support does not go to waste.” Valoran cherishes the support a lot.
The dinner comes to an end, Polios, Iris and Reelia head home.
“It was a lovely dinner.” Polios compliments.
“Thank you for the delicious feast” Iris says with gratitude.
“I hope one day I can cook as well as you.” Reelia says with excitement.
“It was my pleasure having you three over.” Aelina replies with a smile.
“It was nice meeting you.” Artemsia bows her head.
“It was nice meeting you as well Artemsia.” Polios replies and bows his head along with Reelia and Iris.
“Come over again soon.” Valoran says.
“Of course, your moms cooking is delicious. How could we not come over soon.” Reelia says with a smile.
Polios and Iris chuckle.
“She’s right. Aelina is a wonderful person and can cook…I'm glad we found each other.” Polios says with sincerity.
“Polios…I feel the same way.” Aelina says also with a sincere tone.
“Until next time.” Polios says and heads home with Reelia and Iris.
“Valoran.” Aelina calls out.
“What is it?” Valoran questions.
“Please promise me that you will protect them…that you won’t let anything happen to them.” Aelina says with a serious tone.
Valoran is stunned to hear his mother make such a request and in this tone.
“I will let nothing happen to them. Should anyone or anything think about harming them, then they will face me first.” Valoran states with a serious tone of his own.
Aelina is relieved to hear that.
“I’m glad. I can’t lose them.” Aelina sighs in relief.
Valoran and Artemsia help Aelina with the clean up, after that’s complete they each head for their separate rooms and call it a day.
The next Morning.
Valoran and Artemsia arrive at the entrance of the school only to be confused at what they see…
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