The Chronicle the Fenix Clan

From the High Tower

"What are you doing Imam Lu? Why is there a chain on your leg?" Zhonglei asked curiously.

Taking off a small laugh, Imam Lu said,

"I should have asked. Do you not fear that you are a child, standing close to someone who has a chain at this foot?"

Zhonglei looked at the man, he shook his head.

"You look friendly. Even the aura you exuded felt a clean, positional aura" Zhonglei remained silent for a moment. Further

Then on the grounds of whether I should be afraid of your presence Imam Lu" Zhonglei grew bolder, he moved closer and closer to the chain man.

Zhonglei was now staring fixedly at Imam Lu's white foot, it looked blood-stained that had dried up. It seems like the wound happened because the base of the foot was always sealed in a chain-locking iron.

"Would that hurt?" he looked into the eyes of Imam Lu

Imam Lu shook his head.

"It no longer hurts. All of that pain has long been buried, leaving a body still left on this continent"

Zhonglei felt strange and mute. Imam Lu also followed quietly petrified. Then the little boy took the initiative and broke the stiffness of the late night.

"I'm a student at Shulam Academy in Temaram City. Because it's my second day here,

so I went on a tour to look around. Who would have thought I became lost, then met with you Imam Lu" Imam Lu noticed all Zhonglei's words with a straight face romance.

"Can you tell me, where to go to Shulam Academy in Temaram City?" ask Zhonglei.

Imam Lu displayed a funny face, then while giggling he said,

"Your Shulam Academy is right behind the tall tower, which I'm locked up in" he pointed to the tall tower whose window was still open.

Zhonglei displayed a shocked face when told that his Shulam Academy was right behind that tall dow.

"However, I have repeatedly circled to the back of the tower,

but I never went to meet our shulam dormitory" Zhonglei felt that he was deceived by Imam Lu.

Imam Lu only sighed deeply, then said.

"That's because your magic ability is minimal. So minimal that you do not realize there is an array of sheaths hiding the academy from the eyes of the crowd.

The tower from which I came earlier was part of the Shulam Academy building.

You can see the tower I was locked in, it shows you have a strong magic talent, but your ability is still hidden. Like your talent is currently in suspended animation, waiting for the time to be awakened later" Imam Lu then taught Zhonglei about the key point, entering their academy.

"You mean, Imam Lu is a witch? I see that you are familiar with things related to magic" Zhonglei asked.

Imam Lu looked up at the sky, he seemed to be staring at the stars in the sky, with a hollow sounding tone he said.

"I used to be a Shulam, a sorcerer. Even I am a level two Shulam fighter. But something misfortune happened to our sect, all scattered and I was sentenced to be locked up in the tower"

"I am a mastermind !" said Imam Lu.

Then hesitantly the boy made a request, and,

"Priest Lu. if I ask for clues about some things, such as the lessons in the magic academy.. Can you grant my wish?"

"I-I feel like I'm so stupid. In class I tried repeatedly to concentrate on bringing out magic, but in vain.

You are a level two expert Shulam Fighter... It wouldn't be too hard if you gave me a clue or two, would you?" Zhonglei then put on a hardened face.

Imam Lu replied,

"I knew. According to you, you yourself are a weak child who is unable to execute magic abilities.

I don't think it was your fault. Shulam Academy no longer teaches something that makes it easier for children to improve concentration, then exploit all their abilities.

All magic was restricted since that bloody battle incident.." Imam Lu was silent as if while contemplating something from the past. Continue to Zhonglei.

"If you really intend to become a good magician, tomorrow night I wait for you at the top of the tower there" Imam Lu pointed at the window at the end of the tower.

"I will only teach you techniques to more easily understand all the magic theories" without waiting for Zhonglei's reply, Imam Lu waved his hand.

Imam Lu's body was like a cloud, which then carried him like it was flying into a window in the high tower. Zhonglei stared in amazement at the peculiarities of magic as Imam Lu had just demonstrated.

Zhonglei then went down the ridge of the roof of the building, then at the point taught by Imam Lu, he then knocked three times.

"Wush" The scenery of Shulam Academy was instantly exposed, looking beautiful before him. Then he rushed to the room where he had spent the night with three other comrades, resting by imagining his meeting with Imam Lu.

******

The second day Zhonglei studied at the Shulam Academy of the City of Temaram, he started yet another heavy day with a line of magic theories and battle techniques filling his head.

In the class of Aragoroth Trainers, Zhonglei was not allowed to hold any combat weapons.

"You're new. It's too dangerous if you play around with spirit swords.

I don't want a disaster to happen, when a shulam candidate who hasn't trained for a week at this academy, suffers an accident due to forcing himself to practice combat using spirit weapons" Aragoroth Trainer's voice stated, to the extent that Zhonglei did not dare to refute.

"You just run around the field. Do not forget to carry two large jars filled with water.

I want to see how much water you will bring here, after the tenth round" said Aragoroth ruthlessly.

"What's? Ten rounds? And the amount of water in that jar can't be spilled?" Zhonglei will file a protest. But when he saw Coach Aragoroth showing the contribution point book, he hurriedly smiled then said..

"Ah.. It was only ten rounds. It doesn't matter if it will help me to become strong in the future" Zhonglei hurriedly took the jar at the request of Coach Aragoroth, filling the water full-fledged, filling the water, then he started running around the training field.

"Come on Zhonglei, get excited !" as soon as the excited screams of the Blue Nomrogh-robed children. Zhonglei threw a grateful face at his comrades. Meanwhile, Artyom and the children of the red group let out condescending voices.

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