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“These are two Ice Tear rocks.” Wensly unties my necklace, she put two blue rocks onto it with her dexterous hands, and then hands it back to me, “they don’t have any other usages, they just have great color.”
“Wow! What great looking rocks.” Wilsa shakes Wensly’s hands, “I want some too!”
“I don’t have more left.” Wensly talks to her, “sister, I just have two rocks totally.”
“I don’t care! I don’t want to go home if sister Wensly doesn’t give me any.”
Wensly looks at me with her sorry eyes, I have a wry smile and take the necklace down once again.
“Brother I give you all.”
“Heh heh.” Wilsa smiles and says, “I just want one! You can keep another one!”
“That’s more like it!” I get my head over and talk to Wilsa by her ear, “then thank you very much!”
Because I try hard sedulously, it is not that sad for our separation. But watching the carriage that carrying them away further and further, I still feel that I miss something in my heart…
Five days later, my father receives a letter from the Royal Institute. My father hands it to me after he reads it.
Under the afternoon sunlight from outside of the window, I read the words like this…
To sir Vassel Cada
How are you
The police department of the saint Capital has finished all the investigation, they noticed us all the results. For the set-to affair on the Saint Capital Altar that your son, Sir Kone Cada, participated in, we made the decision like this.
We believe Sir that you have known the whole event, the responsibility of causing the even is surely not on your son.
But the conduct that Your childe had severely violates the original demeanor and accomplishment that a noble should have. Including kicking the private part, sticking in the eyes to cause death, these behaves can not be accepted by all the upper classes.
We Institute believes, Your childe does not have the excellent conduct, nor have the conscience as being a noble.
We Institute believe, Your childe, Kone Cada, does not suitable to have the education in our institute any more.
We Institute made the decision, Your childe, Kone Cada, is dismissed from our institute.
Because Your childe is serious injured, we Institute will no more make a supplementary punishment.
We Institute feel deeply sorry for this event, hope Sir you can restrain your grief.
-----Royal Saint Capital Institute
"What do you think?" my father asks me with his back turning at me.
"Ha ha," I laugh and throw the letter out of the window, "what else good to be thought about? We make a clean break, we don't owe each other!"
"Great! I Vassel Cada's son still can succeed without the education from the Royal Institute!" my father praises me, "tomorrow, you depart with your friends, you kids go to uncle Webber and uncle Turnasi there!"
“Papa, are you going to go with us?”
“What does papa go to there for?” my father says, “papa needs to go back to the Dark Moon City right away. Kone, you must remember, papa doesn’t ask you for anything. No matter the fighting skills, or the magic, I just want you to do whatever you can do. You those two uncles watch you growing up since you were born, maybe they don’t have the good temperaments, but they surely will take good care of you.”
In the mountains one hundred miles away from the saint Capital, I , the soonest dismissed student by the Royal institute in history, begin the real study with my brothers.
This time, it is totally different from before. These two teacher are extremely strict, and their temperaments are unusually weird.
Turnasi, one of my father’s best friends, is a very excellent warrior. He is proficient in fighting skills. He always asks us to fight him together with the real swords and real spears, but it is always us falling on the ground at the end with the wounds all over the bodies, it scares the sisters Lolas who heals for us screaming all the time.
Half day learning the fighting skills every day, he beats up us wounds all over the bodies. And then it is the battle skills after the short term healing, he scolds us whenever he can catch the chance.
“Make no effort to seek progress, drift along aimlessly!” that is the slang of Turnasi. Three yells a day, three days a scolding, the saliva is spitted on our faces, and he does not allow us to wipe it off…
The magician Webber always puts on a solemn face, he has the inert eyesight if he does not use the magic, it seems like that he cares about nothing in this world, it can not make him breath a little bit heavier even the sky falls on him. When he turns his slightly lower head and looks at us, mostly our circumstances will be not that great…
Jack and Marf are still can barely catching up to learn, the rest of us just purely practice the ability of anti-attack of magic… Like we standing on the lower ground as target to let Jack and Marf to attack, like letting Turnasi to beat us up to explain live magic relieves to Lola sisters … Those are all this guy’s ideas.
To put in a fair word, this kind of education is very suitable for my and my those brothers’ tastes, everyone is making great progress.
Hairt and Moah can swing the heavy swords agilely and briskly now, they can talk the battle skills up clearly and logically. Lola sisters' magic are prospering with each passing day, they reach the level of magician unexpectedly!
And my body is recovering back to normalas well, I don’t need to practice too many fighting skills, I have the magic power now, it costs me some time to merge the memories of my two lives. I put all myself into the reform of my brothers, I become their third teacher.
In nearly a year, I train and practice with the method of my former life’s memory, my figure changes a lot, I have the stronger and stronger build. Even I still can not beat down Turnasi, but I have the progress far exceed over my brothers.
The only problem is the magic, the abnormal phenomenon shows up after I learned most of the third grade magic, no matter how I try, my magic power just like the chaste teen girl cherishes the first kiss, it can not increase any more.
I have no choice, I put away some time to discuss this thing with uncle Turnasi and uncle Webber before my birthday comes.
“What’s wrong with it after all?” uncle Webber shuts his eyes, “how could things like this happened?”
“No need to take to heart so much.” I laugh, “don’t I have the third grade magic now? It’s much better than before.”
“From you condition to say, it should not happen on you like this!” uncle Webber stares at me, “furthermore, what the hell a third grade magic can be used for?!”
“My body is like this now, what else can I do?” I say, “even the third grade magic doesn’t have great usage, I still have other skills.”
“Your fighting skills are not that bad.” uncle Turnasi catches my words, “But what we talk about is magic right now!”
“I don’t know how to explain to you.” I scratch my head, “let me just show you how it is!”
I take a deep breath slowly, reach out my palm and put it onto uncle Webber’s chest… “Ahh! Hot!” uncle Webber jumps up, the light shines in his eyes, “that is this??”
“Huh huh, how do you think? Is it alright?”
“Webber, what happens to you? Is it a fire magic?”
“No… No… It definitely is not. Kone, what is it?”
I smile and write a word on the stone table with my index finger.
“Qigong?” Uncle Turnasi mumble to himself, “what it used for?”
“My two uncles.” I talk to them earnestly, “please forgive me that I never tell you all about this, this is a kind of way to control the body with breath and… or you can call it deep thinking. It can let us conveniently to use the power that even we ourselves don’t understand in our bodies. If uncle Turnasi wants to know its power, we can take a test.”
We come to the practice range, I do not take any notices of my brothers’ astound
ed eyes, I speak to uncle Turnasi, “uncle Turnasi, today I’m going to use another kind of fighting skill. To you, this kind of fighting skill is unfamiliar, it can be rigidity, it can be gentle too, but both can bring out the great harms.”
After he heard what I said, uncle Turnasi shows his great interest, he looks at me just like a kid looking at a new toy, “really? Then let’s go start it!”
I walk to a wood pole which is used for practicing sword. I hold my right hand tightly and hit on the top of the pole with my fist.
The wood pole breaks out a “bang” crack sound, it is broken into pieces and flying to everywhere from the top to bottom…
“This is rigidity.” I say.
Then I bring out a water bag made from leather, I ask Marf to fill it up with water and hold it up with hand. I swing my hand slightly at it, it does not make any loud sounds, the front of the bag where it is hit is excellent without any damage, but the back of the bag is broken open a hole, the water splashes out in jet speed…
“Is this gentle?” uncle Turnasi asks me.
I nod my head at him.
“According to what we saw, it obviously is a kind of useful fighting skill.” uncle Webber says, “we need to sit down and do some studies about this.”
After several days study, we all make a final decision, that is --- I can graduate now.
“What you are missing is a weapon suitable for you and some experiences.” they talk to me like this, “rather to let you waste your time here, better to let you to go out to have some experience and toughening.”
“Which direction should I go?”
“Go to your dwarf friend there first, go find a suitable weapon for yourself over there.” uncle Turnasi says.
“And then go to the spirit race there, go there to experience the spirit of Magic.”
“Let’s forget about it, I just have the third grade magic.”
“You stupid-head!” uncle Webber Knuckles on my head, “even the first grade magic has the usage which nothing can be substituted for!”
“I see! I see!” I don’t want to have the knuckles all over my head.
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After my birthday, I will say goodbye to everyone, I will leave in a gray magician gown. Besides several clothes for change, I don’t get anything else from my two uncles. Oh, right, there are two crystal contacts to cover my original back eyes, plus a bottle of dye that auntie Belltina asks somebody to bring to me for my hair…
The rest, just waiting for a good day to leave.