One week after Mei's departure, Kai returned to the hidden mountain path. He had spent days analyzing Mei's battle with Narcus, identifying vulnerabilities in magical combat that his technology might address.
Inside the ship—now his private sanctuary—he headed straight to his lab. Settling at his workstation, he focused intently on the delicate components before him. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he carefully positioned an ether crystal within the custom housing he had designed, making precise adjustments to the power distribution system.
"Just a little more," he whispered, sliding the final connector into place. "The energy conversion matrix should stabilize the flow this time."
The device hummed to life. A soft blue glow emanated from the metal casing's seams, gradually intensifying until it stabilized. Unlike his six previous failed attempts, this prototype maintained steady output.
"It works!" Kai exclaimed, his voice echoing through the empty chamber as he leapt to his feet with hands raised high. After countless sleepless nights, his efforts had finally borne fruit.
With steady hands, he attached the power source to his custom-designed weapon—a sleek pistol with an intricate focusing lens that showcased both his growing skill and the advanced tools from the ship's fabrication bay.
Aiming at a reinforced target, he announced, "First test: fire element," selected the appropriate mode, and squeezed the trigger after a steadying breath.
A concentrated heat beam erupted, accelerating air molecules into superheated plasma that sliced through the target with surgical precision, leaving red-hot edges and scorching the reinforced wall behind.
Kai quickly released the trigger, eyes wide with a mixture of awe and concern. "Output exceeds projections by approximately 37 percent," he muttered, mentally reconfiguring the regulator while recording audio notes. "Need to adjust the containment field and energy distribution matrices immediately."
After making quick modifications, he continued, "Second test: ice element." The device hummed at a different frequency as he fired again, producing a brilliant blue-white beam that instantly froze everything in its path, encasing the target in thick frost.
"…Well, at least the thermal inversion was successful," Kai noted as he examined the results, studying the destruction before him. "Though the regulator still needs minor adjustments. Looks like each element will require its own calibration setting."
He methodically tested water and air elements next. Water element setting channeled ambient moisture into a high-pressure jet that sliced through targets, while air created a concentrated vortex that shredded reinforced materials. Only earth remained problematic.
"The earth element continues to be out of reach," he frowned, documenting in his journal. "The theory seems sound, but I can't properly visualize the underlying mechanics. Perhaps it requires a different approach to matter manipulation."
By dawn, Kai admired his creation—a functioning ether weapon, the first of its kind on this continent. This wasn't merely a tool but the beginning of a new technological paradigm. While cultivators needed years to manipulate ether, his device made available to everyone that power for anyone's use.
But, Kai didn't stop there. He brought numerous designs to the ship and began fabricating prototypes for testing. Each successful innovation completed system missions, earning valuable points that he invested carefully. By focusing first on enhancing his comprehension with his initially accumulated points, Kai created a positive feedback loop. As his understanding improved, he developed innovations more quickly, which accelerated both village improvements and point accumulation. With his current reserves, he could enhance his comprehension twice more—a prospect that would further accelerate his research.
Over the following weeks, Kai refined his designs and expanded his collection of inventions. First came defensive weapons—smaller, more controlled versions with improved safety and efficiency. Then utility tools for heating, cooling, cooking, cutting, and joining materials with unprecedented precision. Once confident in their reliability and safety, he approached his father.
"Father," Kai said one evening, leading Tomas to a secluded clearing where he had set up targets. "There's something I need to show you." With practiced movements, he withdrew a sleek, palm-sized device.
"I've developed something that might help protect the village," he explained while demonstrating proper handling. "Watch carefully." He aimed at the furthest target, adjusted a small dial, selected fire element mode, and squeezed the trigger. A concentrated beam instantly reduced the target to smoldering ash.
Tomas stumbled backward, face showing shock and concern. "Son, this resembles sorcerer's magic," he whispered, eyes darting around warily. "The academies and sects might not look kindly on such developments. This could bring danger to us all."
"Father," Kai replied calmly, lowering the weapon, "these aren't magical artifacts—they're tools. Technology anyone can use, regardless of magical talent." He stepped closer, voice resolute. "Our village has grown stronger, yes, but imagine our warriors equipped with these during hunts. With these we could even reclaim land lost to the beasts. While we can't challenge high-level threats yet, we could push back against those low to medium-level beasts that have encroached on what was once ours."
He paused, noting his father's contemplative silence before continuing.
"Father, consider what's happening in our region. The magical beasts grow more aggressive each season, as if something stirs them. Do we want to depend on the mercy of arrogant sorcerers when true danger arrives? What price will they demand? And if another threatening disciple or sorcerer comes—" Kai's voice softened, "Mei won't always be here to save us. We can't expect one person to bear the burden of our entire village's safety. What if the next threat is even stronger than Mei? After all, she's still just a student. Gifted, yes, but still far from achieving her full potential." He placed a hand on his father's shoulder. "The elders respect you. Your voice could convince them. These weapons could mean our survival. So please father will you help me protect our people, our home?"
After a moment's consideration, Tomas reluctantly agreed to a limited trial and presented the proposal to the chief the next day. The village chief called a closed council where Kai demonstrated his invention, leaving the elders wide-eyed. After much debate, five trusted warriors—including Kai's mother Laena and Elder Min's daughter, Brysa—were selected to test the weapons under strict supervision.
"Young Kai has once more created something absurd," announced the Village Chief, addressing the assembled warriors.
"Hey chief, that's not—" Kai began to protest as all eyes turned to him.
"Silence, brat!" The chief silenced him with a glare, making Kai shut his mouth and silently grumble curses at the old man.
"These devices are for defense only," the chief emphasized as warriors examined their new weapons with mixed curiosity and doubt. "Don't be fooled by their simple appearance. They are powerful, as you'll soon see. But know this—they must remain hidden from outsiders. The consequences of their discovery could be severe."
"Understood, chief," the warriors responded in unison, comprehending the severity of the situation from the chief's solemn tone.
As testing sessions began, even the most stoic warriors stood wide-eyed watching dummy targets burst to ash with each shot.
If the ballistas had alarmed them, these weapons terrified them. They stared at the devices in their trembling hands, unable to believe such power was theirs to wield. Laena, who had coaxed details from her husband after noticing his pale features following Kai's first demonstration, finally fully understood what had troubled him.
Meanwhile, the younger recruits were excited seeing this scene. Having been rejected by sorcerers for lacking talent or having low resonance, they could now wield magic-like power. This boosted their morale and self-esteem. They looked at Kai with respect and slight reverence—especially Elder Min's daughter, Brysa, whose gaze held something more.
Kai suddenly felt a chill creep up his spine, making him turn warily only to meet Brysa's gaze. In the next moment, he was stunned as a floating blue interface appeared before him, displaying Brysa's information—his system, MOI, had detected her interest:
[Name: Brysa Cultivation: Mortal Rank Physique: Unknown (Unawakened → Requires 10000 Energy Level Points to unlock) Strength: Above average Status: Healthy, Excited, Intrigued, Hot and bothered Host, she is exhibiting all signs of attraction and from her gaze, you are her target.]
Kai's mouth twitched. He gave her a slight bow before quickly turning his attention back to the chief and elders. Though raised by a warrior mother, his personal taste leaned toward more delicate women. Having known Brysa since childhood as a follower of his tomboyish sister Mei, he was well aware of her rough and tough nature. While he certainly considered her beautiful and valued her friendship, he understood that a future with her would likely mean she would dominate the relationship. He preferred to avoid this if possible and instead find a more refined partner to court.
As testing concluded, results exceeded all expectations. The warriors quickly adapted to their new tools. Within months, they mastered the devices, driving off beasts with unprecedented efficiency. Tasks that once required a dozen warriors could now be accomplished by three with minimal risk. These successes prompted the village council to commission more weapons from Kai and Master Adeus.
After months of successful use and heated deliberation, warriors petitioned the chief to authorize an expedition deeper into the mountains—territories long abandoned due to dangerous magical beasts. With their new weapons and reinforced village walls providing security, they ventured forth, not only repelling threats but reclaiming significant land lost generations ago.
Under Kai's guidance, the reclaimed territories evolved into Riverstone's second stronghold. Concealed from outsiders, this area served multiple purposes: a training ground for warriors, supplementary farmland for increased food production, and an emergency shelter. Most significantly, Kai's scanning tools revealed a rich medium-level ether crystal vein in the region—a discovery that demanded absolute secrecy. This finding brought answers for Kai, it explained the area's unusual attraction for beasts and clarified why they encountered medium-level magical creatures with near high-level threat capabilities. Securing the area had required tremendous effort—many warriors suffered injuries during the grueling battle, with victory achieved only through coordinated tactics and the strategic use of their new weapons. Yet the discovery also proved immensely valuable; the regular crystal harvests substantially boosted Kai's Energy Level Points as his system absorbed their power.
A span of two years transformed Riverstone Village. Kai's innovations now touched every aspect of daily life—ether-powered stoves eliminated the need for firewood, cold storage units preserved winter provisions, water purification systems banished illnesses, and advanced medical tools saved lives. All were crafted from salvaged ship components through his reverse-engineering brilliance.
Yet despite these triumphs, restlessness gnawed at him. Though he'd unlocked his perpetual core to 23% capacity and advanced to Enhanced Humanoid+ physique, he'd barely scratched the surface of what was possible.
At dinner one evening, he set down his utensils with purpose. "Mother, Father, I have decided to leave," he announced, meeting their gaze. "I wish to explore beyond our village. There are countless forging techniques and elemental concepts waiting to be studied. I must understand these new principles and discover rare materials unavailable here. I want to travel and bring back knowledge that will benefit us all."
His mother's spoon trembled. "First Mei, now you?" Tears spilled down her cheeks. "Must both my children vanish into the wider world?"
Kai knelt beside her, taking her hand. "This isn't like Mei's departure. I'm bound to no sect or school. I'll return—with knowledge to make our lives better, safer. This isn't goodbye, just a temporary parting."
"When?" his father asked, voice heavy with resignation rather than surprise.
"The merchant caravan passes through next week. Merchant Torran will take me as far as Argils City."
His father studied his face intently, as if committing every feature to memory. "Be cautious out there. The outside world operates by different rules. They guard their advantages jealously and, as you know, value their established order above all else." A wry smile crossed his weathered face. "And you, my son, have quite the talent for shattering established orders."
Kai promised to keep a low profile, but his parents exchanged a knowing glance. The question in their minds wasn't if he would stir up trouble, but when—and whether he would be prepared.
On departure morning, the entire village gathered. Children offered carved tokens and woven bracelets. Elders shared their wisdom, wishing him well and urging him to stay safe. His forge students vowed to maintain his legacy. Kai clutched his bag tightly, his emotions surging as he looked around. He felt deeply moved—he loved them all, loved this place, his home, his true belonging.
His mother's final embrace left tears on his shoulder. "Return to us, understand," she whispered fiercely. "No matter what, remember you always have a home here."
"I will," he promised, throat tight.
With one last look at the village that had nurtured him, he shouldered his pack of essential tools, compact inventions, and precious ether crystals, then joined the waiting caravan.
As Riverstone vanished behind the mountain, a mix of anxiousness and excitement coursed through Kai. The world beyond held dangers, but also knowledge, opportunities, and perhaps answers about his mysterious ship. Whatever awaited him beyond the horizon, he was determined to face it on his own terms.
Kai's first caravan journey beyond Riverstone opened his eyes to the world's vastness. Descending from mountain paths, he beheld sprawling plains, thriving villages, and bustling towns that made his home seem tiny by comparison.
"First time leaving the mountains?" Merchant Torran asked, his keen eyes assessing Kai with the gaze of someone who read both goods and people.
"Is it that obvious?" Kai replied, his gaze constantly roaming the unfamiliar landscape.
"You have that look—drinking in everything at once," Torran chuckled. "Wait until you see Argils City. Your village walls maybe impressive, but the city's sorcery-reinforced walls will truly leave you speechless."
Later, on arrival, Argils City proved every bit the revelation Torran promised. Its massive stone walls towered like mountains, encircling a metropolis of stone buildings, bustling markets, and soaring spires. The gate guards barely noticed Kai's arrival—just another face in the endless stream of visitors.
Inside, the city assaulted his senses. Street vendors called out offers of exotic foods and trinkets. Craftsmen worked openly, their skills on display. Sorcerers strode through the crowds, their superior bearing and occasional power displays drawing admiring glances from ordinary citizens.
As they parted ways in the central marketplace, Torran offered final advice: "Find lodging at the Crown Inn—mention my name for a fair price. And avoid the western district after dark. Even the city guard won't venture there willingly."
Kai thanked him and headed toward the recommended inn, pack secure on his shoulder. He observed the stark difference in how people carried themselves compared to his village. In Riverstone, everyone understood their place and purpose. Here, constant competition—for space, attention, status—created an undercurrent of tension.
After securing a modest room, Kai spent his first week exploring the city's forges and workshops, studying techniques and materials unknown in the mountains. Most master craftsmen jealously guarded their secrets, dismissing him immediately.
His second week brought his first encounter with the city's harsh realities. While exploring the artisans' workshops, he noticed a disturbance in a side alley—a young boy surrounded by three menacing youths.
"Hand over the money, rat," the largest demanded, shoving the boy against the wall.
"Please," the boy begged, "my master will beat me if I return empty-handed."
Something about the scene—the boy's familiar accent or perhaps simply the injustice—compelled Kai to intervene. He stepped into the alley without hesitation.
"Three against one seems rather unfair," he remarked casually, though his muscles tensed beneath his clothing, ready for whatever might come.
The bullies turned, amused by the interruption. "Mind your business, unless you want trouble too."
"I'm making it my business," Kai replied with a thin smile, stepping forward calmly. "I suggest you find entertainment elsewhere."
The leader narrowed his eyes but hesitated at Kai's confidence. One stepped forward anyway, certain of his strength—until Kai's lightning-fast movement brought his fist a hair's breadth from the youth's face. The air pressure alone made the boy flinch back.
"Next time, I won't stop short," Kai warned quietly.
It took the lead bully a moment to process what had happened. All three retreated, muttering threats despite their obvious fear, unwilling to test Kai's unusual speed or power. The boy stared at Kai, wide-eyed with mingled fear and gratitude.
"Thank you, sir," he said, bowing deeply. "I'm Joren, apprentice to Master Blacksmith Terrik."
Kai's interest sparked immediately. "A magical blacksmith's apprentice? I've been hoping to meet craftsmen in the city."
This chance encounter proved fortunate. Grateful for Kai's intervention, Master Terrik welcomed him into his workshop. Unlike other craftsmen, Terrik possessed an open mind and quickly recognized the value in Kai's unique perspective.
"You have strange ideas, boy," Terrik remarked after Kai shared some innovations. "But strange is good. Sometimes it takes an outsider to see what tradition blinds us to."
Kai flourished under Terrik's guidance, gaining access to the craftsmen guild and its knowledge. For three months, he absorbed everything about traditional forging, metallurgy, and even basic runic inscriptions—simplified versions of sorcerers' enchantments.
Yet Argils City also revealed the outside world's darker aspects. Kai witnessed the stark division between commoners and sorcerers—how ordinary people stepped aside with downcast eyes when even low-level sorcerers passed. He observed the corruption of city officials enforcing laws based on status and wealth rather than justice.
Most disturbing were the public "disciplinary actions" against those who offended powerful figures. One morning, Kai watched in shock as a merchant was publicly humiliated and crippled for accidentally spilling tea on a young sorcerer's robes. As he instinctively moved to intervene, Terrik pulled him back.
"That's young master Liren of the Azure Shard Academy," Terrik whispered as they watched from the crowd. "The merchant should consider himself fortunate—Liren's father would have authorized execution for such an offense."
Each such incident hardened something within Kai. He continued learning and improving his inventions, but now with purpose beyond curiosity. His father's warnings echoed: the powerful jealously guarded their advantages. If technology could level the playing field even slightly—what might that mean for ordinary people? His inventions could give commoners a voice the powerful couldn't ignore.
As winter approached with biting winds, Kai prepared for his journey's next phase. Master Terrik had mentioned a craftsman in another part of the kingdom—one who understood the ancient art of imbuing metals with elemental properties beyond just etching simple magical runes.
"He's stubborn as a mountain ox," Terrik cautioned. "But if anyone could advance those strange devices of yours, it would be Old Master Dulam. You'll need to convince him, though."
The night before his departure, Kai wrote home detailing his experiences and discoveries. He entrusted the letter to a merchant returning to the mountains, along with gifts for his parents—a finely crafted jewelry piece for his mother and a rare book on ancient archaeological findings for his father. Though his innovations had already made Riverstone technologically superior to many cities, such artistic craftsmanship remained beyond his skills.
As dawn broke over Argils City, Kai shouldered his now-heavier pack containing his original inventions and new prototypes. The winter sun cast long shadows as he made his way toward the eastern gate.
Boarding a merchant caravan, he began his journey across the kingdom to find Master Dulam.
Aethel Ignis School - Council Chamber
Nine women gathered around a circular table as their meeting commenced.
"Thank you for joining on such short notice," began Head Master Asminda, her voice commanding instant attention.
Master Pholla nodded respectfully. "Head Master, I assume you've called us for a status report on our preparations?"
"Yes," Asminda confirmed. "How is the selection process proceeding? Have each of you identified your top three candidates?"
The Masters exchanged glances before responding in unison, "Yes, Head Master."
"Good," Asminda nodded gravely. "The ranking battles begin now. Our candidates must face each other to determine who will lead our delegation in the Mage Wars. As those whose lineage comes from the dragon clan of planet Ignia in the Aetherium Concordance Higher Realm, our students must shine among those chosen through the Mage Wars to represent our Lower Realm in the Tournament of Power."
"Head Master, may I ask for some clarification?" Master Selphine inquired, meeting Asminda's gaze directly. "My contact at Azure Shard Academy mentioned that two young masters from the Higher Realm have descended to oversee the Mage Wars. Is there truth to this?"
The other Masters leaned forward, eyes sharp with interest at the mention of Higher Realm visitors.
Head Master Asminda paused before responding, "Your friend is correct. Two 'distinguished' guests have indeed arrived to observe and select candidates from among our world's finest young talents."
"I wouldn't mind an official Alacrity representative," Master Astria scoffed, "but performing for entitled children? That's distasteful."
"I share your sentiment entirely," Head Master Asminda replied with resignation. "However, our lower realm falls under Senator Elrod's jurisdiction. Our young elites must follow their guidance for the Tournament of Power, regardless of our personal feelings."
"Head Master," one of the Masters, Master Romeda ventured, "since the Tournament of Power is being arranged by the Young Heavenly Emperors, couldn't we use the treasure our founder left behind to contact her directly? Our ancestor's queen is married to one of the Young Heavenly Emperors—perhaps we could bypass Senator Elrod entirely and join the Aetherium Concordance's group for the Tournament?"
Asminda's expression grew somber as she considered the suggestion. After a moment, she shook her head firmly. "That treasure is only to be used in dire emergencies. This situation, challenging as it may be, does not warrant such measures."
The Masters exchanged glances, accepting the Head Master's decision with silent resignation.
They finalized their plans and departed to oversee their classes.
Master Saste walked briskly toward a training chamber where her three chosen young sorcerers practiced their techniques.
Boom
A massive tremor shook the chamber as the ground cracked beneath a powerful impact. A young elite had brought her broadsword down after an aerial flip, its glowing runes releasing a fiery shockwave that forced her two stunned companions to hastily deploy defensive spells.
Wide-eyed, Saste quickly waved her hand, conjuring a massive fire wall that contained and neutralized the flames.
As the chaos settled, Saste felt her temple throb, knowing exactly who was responsible.
The other two young elites glared at their companion, who knelt at the center of the destruction before slowly rising and sheathing her broadsword with a casual swing.
"For the love of the gods above, why do you always go so hard, Mei?" Sorcerer Fawne demanded, stepping forward with obvious frustration.
"Seriously, we're training here too," added Sorcerer Celia, brushing dust from her robes.
Mei merely gave them a sidelong glance. "Don't tell me you fire sorcerers are afraid of a few flames?"
"Why you little—" Fawne's advance, fists clenched and a vein throbbing visibly, was interrupted by an authoritative voice.
"Enough!" Master Saste commanded with a sharp clap. Turning to Mei with a sigh, she continued, "While I'm pleased you've reached mid-mastery of the technique, you must learn to cooperate with your teammates. The Mage Wars may feature individual battles, but our ultimate goal is the Tournament of Power in the Higher Realms. There, either all of you or just one will represent our realm as part of a team comprised of our lower realm's best and brightest."
Mei wanted to argue but simply nodded instead.
"You three have shown excellent progress," Saste continued. "Soon there's going to be an announcement. We're preparing for the Mage Wars, but first you must face your sisters from other classes in ranking battles to determine who will lead our delegation."
"Understood," the three young elites responded in unison.
"Good," Saste nodded with satisfaction. "Now gather around. I might as well teach you another of my techniques."
Similar discussions echoed through academies across the world.
After two weeks of navigating treacherous mountain paths, Kai finally spotted smoke rising from a chimney nestled against the rocky slope. Rounding a bend, he discovered a modest stone dwelling with several workshops attached, various contraptions scattered around the property.
"Turn back, traveler," called a gruff voice. An elderly man with a flowing white beard emerged from the largest workshop, his piercing eyes assessing Kai with suspicion. "I have no patience for wanderers, merchants, or curiosity seekers."
Kai set down his pack and bowed respectfully. "Master Dulam, I come bearing Terrik's recommendation. He speaks highly of your expertise in elemental metal imbuing."
The old craftsman's expression softened momentarily at Terrik's name. "That troublemaker still practices, does he?" Amusement briefly crossed his weathered face before his scowl returned. "His recommendation buys you a conversation, nothing more. State your business."
Carefully, Kai withdrew one of his smaller creations—a compact mechanism designed to store and release kinetic energy. "I seek to improve my inventions beyond their current limits. Terrik believes your knowledge is exactly what I need."
The master magic craftsman circled the device, his hands hovering just above its surface. His keen eyes—remarkably sharp despite his age—traced the intricate components, following their connections.
"Remarkable craftsmanship," he murmured, genuine interest breaking through his gruff demeanor. "Your approach to pressure point integration is unlike anything I've encountered... and this ether crystal configuration sustains itself without external input." A rare smile flickered across his face. "Most impressive. You've designed this for anyone to use—a magical device that doesn't require a sorcerer. Fascinating."
Dulam's gaze shifted to study Kai with newfound respect. "Tell me truthfully, boy—is this entirely your creation?"
"Yes," Kai affirmed. "This and many others. I've been refining them for years."
"Show me everything," Dulam demanded, his initial hostility completely replaced by professional fascination.
For the next hour, Kai demonstrated his various inventions, explaining each design's principles and the limitations he'd encountered. Master Dulam observed intently, occasionally posing incisive questions that revealed his profound understanding of both metallurgy and energy manipulation.
"Your work shows remarkable potential," Dulam finally acknowledged, stroking his beard thoughtfully. "But you're merely commanding the metal through force. You lack fundamental understanding of how materials interact with elemental energies. Without that knowledge, you'll never transcend your current limits." After a thoughtful pause, he extended an unexpected offer for Kai to apprentice under him.
Under Dulam's rigorous mentorship over the next two years, Kai's understanding underwent a profound transformation. He mastered the creation of energy-responsive alloys, developed mechanisms that amplified natural forces, studied rune formations, and designed devices that could store and transform power with unprecedented efficiency. He achieved results far beyond what he had thought possible.
As his third year with Dulam approached its end, rumors reached them of two remarkable discoveries, a rich vein of high-level ether crystals and ruins of an ancient civilization predating the five kingdoms currently ruling the two continents of this world. A passing merchant brought this news, and while Kai was still considering its validity, the System immediately triggered a mission offering substantial points. Kai found the opportunity irresistible. Having already increased his core operation capacity to 27%, he needed just enough points to reach 30%—the threshold at which he could begin manipulating ether internally.
"Master, I must pursue this opportunity," Kai explained as they completed their evening work.
Dulam's expression darkened with concern. "Foolish apprentice. Such sites invariably have ancient guardians or deadly protective measures. Worse still, they attract power-hungry sorcerers from across the continent. Despite your impressive weapons, what chance would you have if you couldn't even draw them? Against a true sorcerer, a mortal like you might perish before making a single move."
"I understand the dangers," Kai acknowledged, "but this opportunity is too valuable to ignore."
Back in Riverstone, he had absorbed only a fraction of the crystal vein's power, knowing the village needed those resources. These new crystals, however, were unclaimed—and represented his best chance at advancement. Though he couldn't reveal his true motivations, he hoped his master would understand his determination.
Dulam shook his head gravely. "You're not prepared for what awaits you there."
"With all respect, Master," Kai insisted, "while I recognize the dangers, I've spent years preparing for exactly this kind of opportunity. Consider that while the sorcerer gathering increases the risk, it also provides the perfect testing ground for my more... substantial creations."
Dulam turned away with a dismissive wave. "Fine. Go if you're so determined, you obstinate youth. Don't expect me to mourn when they bring back your remains."
On the morning of his departure, Kai bowed deeply toward the workshop that had been his home for three years. Though Dulam remained inside, clearly displeased with Kai's decision, Kai understood the old master's concern. He traveled to the nearby town, planning to join a merchant caravan headed toward the newly discovered ruins.
At the merchant guild, Kai learned the next caravan wouldn't depart for three days. After securing modest accommodations, he spent the following days exploring the city and replenishing his supplies. On the second day, while heading to a local eatery for a meal, commotion erupted behind him—panicked screams followed by the thunderous approach of galloping horses.
Turning quickly, Kai saw a ornate carriage racing recklessly down the main street. Before anyone could react, it struck a young girl crossing the road. Instead of stopping, the driver began shouting at the girl's father who rushed to his child's broken form.
"Watch where your brat wanders!" the driver bellowed as the father gathered his daughter's lifeless body, his agonized wails filling the street as his trembling hands searched desperately for any sign of life.
The crowd parted respectfully as an elegantly dressed young woman emerged from the carriage. Her serene expression gave the onlookers hope for compassion—perhaps even healing magic to save the child. The grieving father looked up with desperate hope.
"Please, honored sorceress," he pleaded, tears streaming down his face. "Save my daughter. I beg you."
The woman's pleasant smile never wavered as she raised her hand. Most observers noticed nothing unusual, but Kai's trained eye detected the aggressive gathering of ether energy. Without hesitation, he moved.
Just as the sorceress released a deadly fireball aimed at the grieving father, Kai positioned himself between them. With a precise motion of his hand, he deflected the attack skyward, where it exploded harmlessly in a brilliant cascade of sparks.
Shocked gasps rippled through the crowd as they realized what had transpired. The sorceress's eyes widened in disbelief before narrowing with dangerous intent.
Kai met her gaze coldly. "Did you truly just attempt to murder a grieving father as he held his child? A child your carriage killed?"
The sorceress studied him carefully, noting his worn traveling clothes and calloused craftsman's hands. 'He bears no signs of being a sorcerer,' she thought. 'How could he possibly have deflected my spell?'
"You dare interfere with my affairs?" she said aloud, her melodious voice carrying a lethal edge. "Do you have any idea who I am?"
Kai stood his ground, unimpressed. "I don't need to know who you are to recognize cruelty. That child is dead because of your carelessness, and your response was to attack her father in his moment of grief?"
The sorceress's face hardened as she glanced around at the growing crowd. Several bystanders had begun to whisper, some pointing at her with undisguised contempt. This public embarrassment was unacceptable.
"You have no idea what forces you're meddling with," she hissed, her fingers tracing intricate patterns in the air. "I am Lady Elisande of House Valerian, and you will regret this interference."
Energy crackled around her fingertips as she prepared a more potent spell. Kai noticed the subtle shift in ether concentration—she wasn't holding back this time.
"Last chance to bow and beg forgiveness," she offered with cold amusement. "Perhaps I'll be merciful."
Kai's hand moved to his belt where several small devices rested beneath his cloak. "I suggest you reconsider, Lady Elisande. You've already killed once today. Leave while you still can."
Her laughter rang out, genuinely amused. "A commoner threatening me? How novel." Without further warning, she released a concentrated blast of lightning directly at Kai's chest.
He swiftly drew one of his creations—a metal disc that expanded into a shield pulsing with defensive enchantments. The lightning spell crashed against it, dispersing into a harmless shower of light.
"Impossible!" Elisande gasped, her composure finally cracking. "You're no sorcerer—how are you doing this?"
Several city guards had pushed their way through the crowd, drawn by the commotion. They hesitated upon seeing the noble sorceress, clearly uncertain about intervening.
"Lady Valerian," one guard captain ventured nervously. "Please, this disturbance—"
"Silence!" she snapped, never taking her eyes off Kai. "This peasant has assaulted a noble. Arrest him immediately!"
The guards exchanged uncomfortable glances. Several witnesses immediately protested.
"That's not what happened!" shouted an elderly woman. "Her carriage killed that poor child, and she tried to murder the father!"
Murmurs of agreement rippled through the crowd. The guard captain looked increasingly uncomfortable, caught between noble authority and public sentiment.
"This matter requires investigation," he finally declared. "I must request that both of you accompany me to—"
Elisande cut him off with a gesture. Ether gathered around her in visible waves as her anger intensified. "You dare to question me? I'll handle this myself, then deal with your insolence afterward."
She unleashed a barrage of elemental attacks—fire and lightning in rapid succession. Kai moved with practiced precision, his shield deflecting what he couldn't dodge. The crowd scattered in panic as stray energy scorched the ground and shattered nearby windows.
Kai knew he couldn't defend forever. Drawing another device—a small cylinder with intricate etchings—he twisted its base and hurled it toward Elisande. It detonated in a flash of light, disrupting the ether flow around her and momentarily nullifying her magical abilities.
Taking advantage of her shocked confusion, Kai closed the distance between them. Before she could recover, his enhanced fist struck her precisely at the junction of her shoulder and neck—a calculated blow that rendered her unconscious without causing permanent damage.
The sorceress crumpled to the ground as her driver watched in stunned silence, too terrified to intervene. The gathered crowd fell silent, astonished that a commoner had defeated a noble sorceress in open combat.
Kai turned away from Elisande's unconscious form and approached the grieving father, who still cradled his daughter's body. Kneeling beside him, Kai placed a gentle hand on the man's shoulder.
"I'm deeply sorry for your loss," he said quietly. "May I help you take her home?"
The father nodded numbly, tears still streaming down his face. Together, they carefully lifted the child's broken body. The crowd parted silently, many bowing their heads in respect as they passed.
Behind them, the guard captain finally found his courage and approached the unconscious sorceress. "Take her to her family's estate," he ordered his men. "And send word to Lord Valerian about what transpired here."
As Kai helped the father carry his daughter home, he understood that his actions today would have consequences. He had publicly humiliated a noble sorceress and disrupted the established order. The quiet, low-profile journey he had planned was now impossible.
Later that evening, after helping the hollow-eyed father prepare his daughter's body for burial, Kai stood alone watching the sunset. Since leaving Riverstone, he had witnessed many injustices but had always intervened subtly, honoring his promise to his parents to avoid drawing attention.
Today had been different. The sorceress's callous cruelty had triggered something primal within him—a line had been crossed. Looking toward the Valerian estate visible on the hill overlooking a section of the city, Kai made his decision.
"If I've started this," he murmured to himself, "I should finish it."
As night fell, Kai dressed in all black with a mask and surveyed the Valerian estate from his vantage point on a nearby hillside. Lights glowed from the windows of the massive structure, illuminating the ornate architecture that spoke of generations of wealth and power. Guards patrolled the perimeter with practiced efficiency, their enchanted weapons gleaming in the moonlight.
Under different circumstances, Kai might have admired the estate's craftsmanship. But tonight, his focus was singular. Drawing a small device from his belt—a pair of binoculars among his most sophisticated creations—he activated its scanning function that combined both ice and fire rune principles. Instantly, his vision enhanced with an overlay showing heat signatures throughout the building, revealing everyone's positions inside.
"Fourteen guards patrolling the perimeter," he muttered to himself. "Eight more inside, plus five strong magical signatures in the main hall—likely the family and the heads of security." He had expected this; nobles rarely traveled without an entourage of relatives and retainers.
Kai set aside the binoculars and methodically assembled his latest creation from individual pieces in his bag—a rifle-like device with a scope enhanced by crystalline lenses. Unlike conventional weapons, this one fired projectiles infused with his unique energy manipulation techniques. Each bullet contained a complex array of enchantments specifically designed to penetrate magical defenses.
"System, use 500 points toward temporary enhancement," he commanded internally.
[Enhancement activated:
Core capacity: Increased from 27% to 29.95%.
Physical attributes: Enhanced by 27%.
Sensory perception: Heightened by 35%.
Time limit: 3 hours.
Host, 500 points deducted.]
Kai felt the familiar surge as his muscles tensed with additional power and his senses sharpened dramatically. Since reaching 25% operational capacity, his system had granted him the ability to temporarily approach the 30% threshold—a state where his core provided him with near-overwhelming power. Despite the time limit and weakness that followed, this raw power offered him a glimpse of what awaited at the next level. The exhilaration he felt with each use became one of the factors that drove him to accumulate points at every opportunity. Throughout his travels, he had relied on this boost when facing mortal danger against bandits or magical beasts. Now, confronting formidable enemies, he decided to go all out.
Through his enhanced vision, he could now distinguish individual conversations happening inside the mansion.
"—utterly humiliated!" came a man's voice, resonating with authority. "No one treats my daughter this way. I want this peasant found and brought before me. Alive, preferably, but I'll accept his head if necessary."
"Father, I want to deal with him personally," came Elisande's voice, strained and hoarse. "He caught me off guard. It won't happen again."
"Be silent," the man responded sharply. "You've embarrassed this family enough for one day. Getting bested by a commoner in the town square? What were you thinking, attacking in public?"
"He interfered with—"
"I don't care what he did! We're Valerians. We don't engage in street brawls; we create examples. Privately and decisively."
A woman's voice interjected, "Husband, perhaps we should focus on damage control. Lord Galos's son arrives in three days for the engagement formalities. If word of this incident reaches him..."
"It won't," the man assured her. "Captain Letos, assemble your best men. I want this commoner found before dawn. Search every inn, every stable, every alley if necessary."
Kai's finger moved to the trigger as he centered the scope on Lord Valerian's head. The ether patterns around the man indicated powerful defensive enchantments—likely permanent talismans woven into his clothing.
"Not unexpected," Kai whispered. He adjusted the rifle's settings, charging the projectile with a specific counter-resonance.
As the guards dispersed to follow their orders, Lord Valerian moved toward a large window, staring out into the darkness. The perfect target.
Kai drew a steady breath and squeezed the trigger. The rifle discharged with barely a sound, sending its deadly payload through the night air. The projectile shattered the window and struck Lord Valerian's protective barrier, which flared brilliantly for an instant before collapsing. The bullet continued its path, striking the nobleman directly in the forehead.
Through his scope, Kai watched the chaos unfold. Lady Valerian screamed as her husband's body crumpled to the floor, blood and brain matter spattering across the expensive carpet. Elisande stood frozen in shock, her mouth open in a silent cry.
Guards rushed into the room, weapons drawn, frantically searching for the source of the attack. Kai's second shot struck one of them in the chest, the enchanted bullet bypassing his armor completely.
Three more shots in rapid succession felled additional guards before they could organize a defense. Panicked shouts echoed through the estate as the remaining guards attempted to hustle Lady Valerian and her daughter to safety.
"Time to move," Kai murmured, disassembling his rifle with practiced efficiency. He stowed the components in his pack and began making his way toward the estate. There would be confusion, but also heightened alertness. He needed to strike before they could regroup.
Moving with enhanced speed, Kai circled to the east side of the compound. He eliminated two perimeter guards with silent precision, using a small handheld device that fired needle-thin projectiles into the base of their skulls.
At the servants' entrance, Kai encountered no resistance—the staff had either fled or hidden themselves at the first sign of danger. He moved through the kitchen and service corridors, following the sounds of commotion.
In the main hall, he found the remaining guards forming a protective circle around Lady Valerian and Elisande, attempting to escort them toward a hidden passage behind an ornate tapestry.
"Seal all exits!" one guard shouted. "The assassin could be anywhere!"
Kai stepped into view at the far end of the hall. "Don't bother. I'm already here," he announced calmly.
For a moment, time seemed to freeze as all eyes turned toward him. Elisande's face contorted with recognition and hatred.
"You!" she snarled. "Guards, kill him!"
The first guard to react raised his hand, magical energy gathering around his fingertips. Kai was faster. Two shots from his pistol struck the man in the chest, the enchanted bullets burning through his protective spells.
The remaining guards responded with a coordinated attack—a barrage of elemental magic that would have overwhelmed most opponents. Kai dove to the side, rolling behind a massive marble column as fire and lightning scorched the spot where he had stood.
From his position, Kai tossed a small spherical device into the center of the room. It detonated with a flash of blindingly bright light, accompanied by a pulse of energy that temporarily disrupted the ether flow in the immediate vicinity.
Kai moved during the confusion, eliminating three more guards with precision shots before they could recover. The remaining guards, now aware of his tactics, spread out to present more difficult targets.
One guard, more skilled than the others, managed to cast a binding spell that caught Kai's left leg, anchoring him in place. Another took advantage of his momentary immobility to launch a spear of ice toward his chest.
Kai raised his enhanced arm, the ice spear shattering against it. With his free hand, he fired at the guard who had bound him, ending the spell as the man fell.
Lady Valerian, seeing her protection dwindling, pushed her daughter behind her and stepped forward. Unlike her daughter's flashy displays of power, Lady Valerian's magic manifested subtly—the air around her shimmered silently.
"You've made a grave mistake," she said, her voice eerily calm. "Do you have any idea of who you're challenging? House Valerian has stood for centuries. We have allies in every kingdom, connections you cannot begin to comprehend."
Kai raised his pistol. "I comprehend more than you think. I understand that power without compassion is merely tyranny. I saw what your daughter did today—and I heard what your husband said tonight. This isn't about one incident. It's about generations of cruelty, protected by privilege and magic."
"And you appointed yourself judge and executioner?" Lady Valerian laughed bitterly. "How noble. How utterly predictable of the powerless—to strike out blindly at their betters."
Behind her, Elisande had begun gathering energy for a spell. Kai noticed the subtle movements of her hands and the telltale flicker of ether around her fingers.
"I'm far from powerless," Kai replied, suddenly lunging forward with enhanced speed.
Lady Valerian raised her hands, unleashing a wave of force intended to crush him. Kai's momentum faltered but didn't stop as his enhancements allowed him to push through the magical pressure. Before she could cast again, he was upon her.
Elisande screamed, "Mother!" and released her half-formed spell prematurely. The magical energy dispersed harmlessly as Kai's pistol fired point-blank into Lady Valerian's chest.
As her mother collapsed, Elisande stumbled backward, her face a mask of disbelief and terror. "You... you can't do this," she stammered. "Do you know who my fiancé is? The Galos House will hunt you to the ends of the Ernaxes!"
"Let them try," Kai replied coldly, raising his pistol once more. "They'll find, as you did, that nobility and sorcery don't make you invincible."
Elisande's expression shifted from fear to defiance. "You're just a common murderer. You claim moral high ground, but look at what you've done." She gestured around at the bodies scattered across the hall. "At least we Valerians acknowledge what we are. We don't pretend to be righteous while slaughtering families."
For a brief moment, doubt flickered across Kai's face. Then he remembered the grieving father cradling his daughter's broken body, and his resolve hardened.
"The difference between us," he said quietly, "is that I don't enjoy this. I take no pleasure in death—but I recognize when it's necessary."
Elisande laughed bitterly. "How convenient for your conscience. Will you tell that to yourself when you can't sleep at night?"
Kai's finger tightened on the trigger. "I've made my peace with who I need to be in this world. Goodbye, Lady Elisande."
The pistol fired one final time. As Elisande's body crumpled to the floor, Kai activated the incendiary enchantments embedded in the bullets throughout the mansion. Flames began to spread rapidly, consuming bodies and evidence alike.
Kai moved quickly through the burning building, placing small enchanted devices at strategic points to accelerate the destruction. Within minutes, the entire estate was engulfed in flames that would reduce it to ash by morning.
Standing on the hillside once more, Kai watched the inferno consume the Valerian legacy. The fire's glow illuminated his face, highlighting the grim determination in his eyes. He felt no satisfaction, only a hollow sense that justice, however brutal, had been served.
Kai returned to his modest inn room, entering through the window to avoid being seen. His advanced suit shifted color and texture, erasing all evidence of the night's activities as he stowed the mask in his bag. He lay on the bed, feeling the aftereffects of the boost, staring at the ceiling with Elisande's words echoing in his mind.
Would he sleep well tonight? Perhaps not. But neither would he regret his actions. In this world of magical privilege and casual cruelty, someone needed to stand for those who couldn't protect themselves.
Tomorrow, he would continue his journey toward the ether crystal vein. Just as his eyes were about to close, the System screen manifested before him. A notification appeared. The System had recognized his completion of an unplanned sub-mission, granting him additional points that brought him even closer to his goal of 30% core operation capacity.
[Hidden Class Secondary Objective Completed: Threat Eliminated
Reward: +1000 points
CORE STATUS:
Operation Capacity: 27% (↓2.95%)
Status: FORCED STANDBY
Cooldown: 7:30:08 remaining
ALERT: Threat assessment elevated. Proceed with caution.]
Kai closed his eyes, allowing himself a few hours of rest before the new day would begin. Whatever came next, he would face it with the same determination that had carried him this far. The path ahead might be dangerous, but he had never expected this journey to be easy.
At dawn, Kai erased all traces of his presence, packed his belongings, and descended to the bustling reception area, frowning at the unexpected commotion that could ruin his plan to leave quietly.
"City lord's forces are mobilizing," a merchant whispered nearby as Kai approached the front desk.
The innkeeper accepted Kai's payment with a respectful nod. "Terrible business with the Valerians," he murmured. "Apparently the whole estate burned to ashes. They're saying the Valerians provoked the wrath of a High-Level Sorcerer."
"Unfortunate," Kai replied neutrally. "I'll be joining the Eastbrook caravan instead of waiting for my original transport."
"Eastbrook?" The innkeeper's eyebrow arched. "That's the long way to the woods."
"I enjoy the scenery," Kai offered with a slight smile. "And I'm in no particular hurry."
This, of course, was deliberate misdirection. In reality, Kai raced against time but needed to confuse potential pursuers. The Eastbrook caravan would depart shortly, heading east before turning north—adding days to his journey but hopefully throwing off those hunting him.
At the stables, he selected an unremarkable bay mare with impressive endurance. Dressed in plain traveling clothes, he carefully loaded his packs onto the horse. While securing his belongings, he spotted two city guards questioning merchants near the gates.
Maintaining his calm, he mounted his horse, joined the forming caravan, and covered his face with a hood. The merchant captain—a scarred, burly woman—examined his papers briefly.
"Smith?" she asked, studying his false identity.
"Yes," Kai confirmed, subtly altering his voice to a rougher tone. "Journeyman forging apprentice, traveling to seek new opportunities."
She nodded, seemingly satisfied. "Keep your weapons sheathed unless we're attacked. We've got fifteen wagons, twelve guards, and three sorcerer escorts, so we should be safe enough. Still, beasts are more active this time of year."
As the caravan pulled away from the city gates, Kai allowed himself a small sigh of relief. He'd evaded immediate detection, but Elisande's final warning echoed in his mind. Her fiancé would undoubtedly hunt him once he discovered what had happened. Kai remained vigilant.
Throughout the day, the caravan followed winding trade roads. Kai kept to himself, avoiding conversation. During beast attacks, he contributed subtly, timing small explosives with the sorcerers' spells to avoid attention. By nightfall, they made camp in a forest clearing.
While travelers gathered around campfires sharing meals and stories, Kai sat apart, maintaining his weapons. Few paid him any mind—a solitary craftsman, especially a mortal one, was hardly unusual in merchant caravans.
On the third day, they navigated a narrow mountain pass and reached the outskirts of Tanegol city. After gaining entry, Kai parted ways with the caravan and made his way to the merchant's guild to inquire about transports heading toward Riale city, near which lay a newly discovered ether crystal vein.
"Any caravans heading north to Riale city?" he asked the guild clerk, keeping his voice casual.
"Two leaving tomorrow, one the day after," the woman replied without looking up from her ledger. "Registration fee is three silver if you're seeking passage."
Later, after a midday meal, Kai moved through the crowded streets with his hood drawn low, arriving at the meeting point for one of the caravans bound for his destination.
"I can offer my services as a weaponsmith in exchange for passage," Kai proposed to the caravan captain after presenting his forging credentials.
The captain—a weather-beaten man with calculating eyes—considered the offer. "Show me what you can do with these first," he said, gesturing to a collection of poorly-maintained weapons.
By sunset, Kai had repaired and sharpened a dozen blades, earning himself passage with the morning caravan.
The House of Galos Side
Meanwhile, Hurlen Galos arrived at House Valerian's charred remains. Dismounting, he approached the ruins where investigators swarmed.
Guards blocked his path until his escorts displayed the Galos crest. After exchanging startled glances, a guard sent up a magical flare to summon the city lord.
Minutes later, a burly man descended from the sky with two escorts—a male sorcerer and a female magic swordswoman. He landed softly before Hurlen and bowed.
"Young Lord Hurlen, my deepest condolences for your loss. This attack was unexpected to say the least, and its brutality and magical potency clearly came from a High Rank Sorcerer. I don't know which powerful sorcerer they offended, but... sadly, this is the devastating result."
"With all due respect, City Lord, I wish to see it for myself," Hurlen replied gravely.
After a moment of thought, the City Lord nodded.
As they walked through the ruins, the city lord detailed their findings, indicating areas where magical residue revealed powerful spellwork.
Hurlen frowned deeply, though not for reasons others assumed. While they believed him grieving his fiancée, he internally cursed the fallen house for disrupting his plans. Elisande had been merely a stepping stone—a connection to Andaria, the Mistress of Lightning and second princess of the kingdom. Both women studied under Master Geran, whose revolutionary medicines enhanced ether cultivation. This connection would have allowed him to meet Master Geran and potentially acquire these potent potions directly from the source.
Furthermore, this relationship was meant to bring him closer to the enigmatic Second Prince, Andaria's twin and one of the continent's top prodigies who was likely to succeed to the throne. Now those plans lay in ashes, much like the Valerian estate. Rage built within him, his expression darkening.
Misinterpreting Hurlen's expression as heartbreak, the city lord placed a consoling hand on his shoulder. "We will find the perpetrators, my lord. You have my word."
Recognizing the opportunity in this misunderstanding, Hurlen didn't correct him. Instead, he leveraged the city lord's sympathy to gain complete access to the investigation and secure additional resources to track down any information about the culprit.
That evening, he penned a letter to his father. With a flick of his wrist and a muttered incantation, the parchment transformed into a bird-like construct that flew toward his family estate. The message detailed his findings and decision to proceed directly to the newly discovered ruins rather than return home.
Crimson Willow Academy
Boom!
"Cough... not again," mumbled a blue-haired young woman as smoke billowed from her cauldron, leaving her face soot-covered—her fifth failed potion attempt.
"What am I doing wrong?" Andaria whispered, frowning at her journal notes.
A deep sigh behind her drew attention, though she didn't turn.
"Master, help or leave me be," she said flatly.
"Girl, that's your fifth explosion today," Master Geran observed, his kind elderly face creased with concern. "You've nearly depleted your ether crystals and Joltgrass. Perhaps it's time to pause and clear your head with a mission?"
After a moment's consideration, Andaria closed her notebook and turned to face her mentor with a respectful bow. "Perhaps you're right, Master. A change of scenery would do me good."
Master Geran nodded in satisfaction. "I understand your urgency to fully awaken your lightning physique before the Mage Wars, but rushing will only hinder your progress in the long run." His expression softened. "With your junior sister gone, you're my only disciple. You must take care of yourself."
He brightened. "I heard about a large ether crystal vein discovered near Riale city. You could collect excellent specimens there. It's distant, but you can take my mount." A grimace crossed his face. "That good-for-nothing bird seems to prefer you these days anyway."
Andaria couldn't suppress a chuckle, remembering how the Thunder Phoenix constantly tormented her master during flights. Despite their bickering, master and mount formed a formidable team in battle, their synchronicity belying their contentious relationship. When she'd once questioned this dynamic, Master Geran had merely shrugged and said, "It's complicated."
After freshening up, donning her armor, and collecting her spear, Andaria accepted several defensive talismans from her master. The Phoenix, seeing her approach, rose lazily from its rest. Upon noticing Master Geran, the creature clicked its tongue disapprovingly, causing both Master and disciple to twitch in annoyance.
The majestic beast lowered its wing to gently help Andaria mount. As they prepared for takeoff, the Phoenix deliberately flapped with excessive force, creating a pressure wave that sent the elderly master tumbling backward. Andaria bit her lip to contain her laughter as Master Geran cursed colorfully at the retreating creature.
Once among the clouds, she relaxed against the beast's soft feathers, enjoying the fresh air against her face. Her mind drifted to her upcoming expedition. After collecting crystals from the vein, she planned to visit the recently discovered ruins. According to her royal family's archives, the ancient civilization that once united all kingdoms possessed advanced knowledge and maintained frequent contact with the higher realms—a rarity in the current age.
The ruins might hold answers to historical mysteries, but more importantly for Andaria, they could contain forgotten treasures or medicines that would help her grow stronger. With this dual purpose in mind, she soared toward Riale City, unaware that her path would soon intersect with an unusual man.