Book 5, The Godsword, Bloodviolet β Chapter 6, Applying For Graduation
Within the Huadeli Hotel.
Linley, George, Yale, and Reynolds were all casually seated at a long table, which was covered with over ten exquisitely prepared dishes. Next to the dishes were fruit wine, liquor, and more. Right now, the four bros were drinking wine while casually chatting about recent events.
βLinley, last year, you shouldβve attended the end of the year testing ceremony before going to the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts. Last year, during the examination, Dixie showed that he had also reached the sixth rank. But you didnβt attend at all. Some people are saying that you are inferior to Dixie. Damn. Only the four of us know that you reached the sixth rank long ago.β Reynolds grumbled.
Linley drank a cup of wine, chuckling.
Magus of the sixth rank?
Ever since he entered that rare state of oneness and carved out the sculpture, βAwakening From the Dreamβ, over the course of ten days and ten nights, his spiritual energy had increased tenfold, helping Linley to vault almost directly from the sixth rank to the seventh rank.
In fact, just looking at spiritual energy, Linley would be an above-average magus of the seventh rank.
βFourth Bro, you should know by now that Third Bro doesnβt care about this sort of stuff at all. If he cared, then he wouldnβt have skipped the annual competition every year.β Yale chortled. βRight, Third Bro, when this school semester just started, your Uncle Hillman came looking for you.β
Linley started. Looking at Yale, he immediately asked, βWhat did Uncle Hillman want?β
In the past, Linley had always gone home for the New Year. This previous year was the first and only year in which Linley spent the end of the winter and early spring in the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts.
βNothing really. Most likely, he was wondering why you didnβt go back for the New Year and was worried something had happened to you.β Yale said casually, then added, βRight. Something else we have to tell you. That same day your Uncle Hillman came to visit, the managing director of the Proulx Gallery came as well. The purpose of his visit was to see sculpture of yours, βAwakening From the Dreamβ.β
Linley coughed in shock. βThe managing director? How did he know about βAwakening From the Dreamβ?β
Somewhat embarrassed, Reynolds said, βItβs all my fault. When Yale instructed people to carry your sculpture out of the mountain, I figured nobody knew how valuable it was, so I just had them leave it in our dormitory. That way, we bros could admire it from time to time. But I didnβt expect that Austoni would come looking for you, and came directly to our dorm. He managed to catch a glimpse of βAwakening From the Dreamβ, and then he informed the managing director of the existence of this sculpture.β
Linley nodded slightly.
βLinley, the managing director wants to know if youβd be willing to auction off your sculpture within the Proulx Gallery? If you arenβt willing to auction it off, he still hopes that you would be willing to put it on display in the Proulx Gallery. Will you agree?β Yale looked at Linley.
Without hesitating in the slightest, Linley shook his head.
βFor now, I donβt wish to publicize the existence of βAwakening From the Dreamβ. And I donβt need money either.β
To Linley, βAwakening From the Dreamβ represented a period of love and loss. But of course, after completing this sculpture, Linley had mentally transformed as well.
Especially during this period of time within the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts. He had experienced the siege of over a hundred giant dragons, then watched two extremely powerful magical beasts battle to the death, and then nearly died himself before successfully drinking dragonβs blood and transforming into a Dragonblood Warrior.
After having experienced so much, the affairs of him and Alice seemed to be nothing more than a distant memory.
Linley had also learned to cherish the present.
βIf Father knew that I could now assume Dragonform, how excited must he be?β Linley thought of his father.
Hoggβs greatest lifelong desire was to see one of his sonβs become a Dragonblood Warrior. Little Whartonβs density of Dragonblood in his veins was sufficiently high, true, but Linley was capable of Dragonform, and even of reaching the eighth rank of power in Dragonform.
If this news reached Hogg, that his son had become a Dragonblood Warrior, he would be bursting with pride, no doubt.
β¦β¦.
Linley could guess as to how much this sculpture, βAwakening From the Dreamβ, would be worth. He also knew very well that storing such an enormous sculpture in Wushan township would not be safe. This was why he asked Yale to help him safeguard this sculpture.
To the enormous Dawson Conglomerate, this was nothing but a trifle.
After leaving the hotel, Linley and his bros were walking on the Shady Grove Street.
βBoss Yale, Second Bro, Fourth Bro. Thereβs something that I must inform you about.β Linley spoke after a period of silence.
Seeing how serious Linley looked, Yale, George, and Reynolds all focused their attention on him.
βWithin these next few days, I intend to apply for graduation.β With difficulty, Linley forced out these words.
Graduating meant leaving the Ernst Institute and leaving his three bros behind. Linley had entered the Ernst Institute when he was nine years old. He was now seventeen. He had spent eight years here. Friends made during these innocent years, without any consideration of gain or ulterior motives, would always be true, genuine friends.
Linley couldnβt bear to part from his bros.
But in life, one must have some accomplishments. Upon graduating, he would have the chance to begin to gain titles, writs of nobility, a fiefdom, and perhaps an army. By then, he would be able to advance himself in leaps and bounds.
βGraduate?β
Yale, George, and Reynolds were all stunned. Yale was the first to recover. βThird Bro, why are you in such a hurry to graduate? Whatβs the big deal about graduating from the Ernst Institute early anyhow? Isnβt it great, we four bros being together here? And the Ernst Institute is far more peaceful than the outside world.β
George and Reynolds also hurriedly tried to dissuade Linley.
Linley shook his head. βNah. We canβt always be hiding within the walls of the Ernst Institute and not interact with the outside world.β
βThird Bro, right now, you are only a magus of the sixth rank. Although a magus of the sixth rank is considered an expert in the outside world, thereβs many people who are stronger than you. How aboutβ¦you wait until you reach the seventh rank, and then you graduate.β George suggested.
Based on what George knew, there were two major hurdles for a magus to overcome in his training. The biggest hurdle, of course, was crossing from the ninth rank to the Saint-level. But the second biggest hurdle was from the sixth rank to the seventh rank.
From the ninth rank to the Saint-level, even if one had sufficient spiritual energy and had a powerful reserve of mageforce, one could still spend countless years without being able to break through that last hurdle. It was something which required luck and opportunity, a stroke of luck which allowed someone to suddenly comprehend the way.
And from the sixth to the seventh ranks, even geniuses would normally need ten or so years.
βI am already a magus of the seventh rank.β Linley told them directly.
βA magus of the seventh rank?β
The three bros of Linley stared at him, seemingly thunderstruck. Even a genius such as Dixie only became a magus of the sixth rank upon turning sixteen. If he worked extremely hard, perhaps when he was around thirty years of age, he would reach the seventh rank.
But Linleyβ¦
Linley was only seventeen years old!
βThird Bro, did you just say that youβve reached the seventh rank?β Yale couldnβt believe it at all.
βThird Bro, you better not be tricking us.β George was also in disbelief.
Reynolds was silent. He only stared at Linley, not saying a word.
βSqueak squeak!β Bebe, on Linleyβs shoulders, began to squeak excitedly towards Linleyβs three bros while baring his fangs. Linley could hear Bebeβs voice in his head. βBoss, these three punks think youβre lying! Boss, use a spell of the seventh rank onβm, showβm!β
Linley glanced at Bebe. βBebe, enough.β
A βwrongedβ look on his face, Bebe glanced at Linley then fell silent.
βBebeβs performing skills are pretty good, actually.β Linley secretly laughed, and then he looked at his three close friends. βBoss Yale. You three donβt believe me. When I go tomorrow to apply for graduation, youβll see.β
Yale, George, and Reynolds all knew what sort of person Linley was. Linley wasnβt the type of guy to lie.
βThird Bro, you really accomplished it?β
Linley nodded slightly. βHow about, I show you the Soaring Technique.β Linley began to mumble the words to a magical incantation, while Yale and the others quietly watched. After a while, wind-type elemental essence began swirling around his body, lifting Linley into the air.
Linley rose very slowly, hovering perhaps only twenty centimeters above the air. Someone looking from far away wouldnβt be able to tell that he was in mid-air at all.
βThis is the Floating Technique.β Reynolds said.
The Floating Technique only allowed one to rise up and down.
βWatch closely.β Linley suddenly shot up into the air at an incline. Upon reaching the height of several tens of meters, he suddenly dropped down at high speed again. But once he reached the height of 20 centimeters, he once more came to a halt, maintaining a hovering height.
After maintaining this state for a few moments, Linley landed.
βThe Soaring Technique?β Yale and the others were truly astonished.
Although this demonstration of Linleyβs was seemingly simple, it also showed one thing very clearly. Being able to rise at an incline was definitely something only the Soaring Technique would allow.
βHey, Linley! Long time no see! Didnβt imagine that Iβd find you here, showing off your jumping skills.β From far away, a young man laughed as he walked over. From far away, Linleyβs movement did indeed seem like he was jumping in the air.
To a very powerful warrior, jumping several dozen meters was not too difficult.
And a large majority of the people at the Ernst Institute knew that this genius, Linley, was not only a magus, he was also a mighty warrior. There had been people who had seen him easily carry a thousand-pound boulder inside his dormitory.
Linley, Yale, and others exchanged pleasantries with the fellow, as he was a neighbor living next door to them.
βThird Bro, youβve really become a magus of the seventh rank. This canβtβ¦canβt be possible? But just now, Iβ¦β George was the first one to say excitedly after the neighbor left.
βA seventeen year old magus of the seventh rank. My heavens. Has there ever been such a genius in the entire history of the Yulan continent?β Reynolds was getting excited as well.
Looking at Linley, Yaleβs eyes were shining. βEven I am starting to look forward to Third Broβs graduation ceremony. I want to see the looks on the faces of those test giversβ¦β
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The next morning. On the empty magical ability examination fields of the Ernst Institute, thirty instructors were standing in a line. In truth, four magus instructors were enough for a graduation test, but most instructors at the Ernst Institute had a lot of free time. Upon hearing that Linley was going to apply for graduation, they all came over to watch the fun.
After all, generally speaking, most students would only apply for graduation after being confirmed as a magus of the sixth rank. After spending some time at the sixth rank, only then would they apply for graduation. In a situation like that, there was no need for an actual graduation examination. Thus, a graduation examination was quite a rare event.
Thirty instructors, plus three students β Yale, George, and Reynolds.
Amidst the thirty or so instructors, there was even Vice Chancellor Deland [Deβlanβte], who came here out of interest. As Deland had put it, βIf one of the two greatest geniuses of our Institute is applying for graduation, of course I must be here to witness it.β
βLinley, utilize the earth-style spell, βEarth Spear Arrayβ. Based on the size and speed of the earthen spears, we will be able to assess your level.β One of the test-givers spoke.
If his spell power had reached the sixth rank, then naturally he would be able to graduate.
Linley slightly shook his head.
All of the onlookers couldnβt help but feel suspicious. Vice Chancellor Deland spoke out. βLinley, arenβt you applying to graduate? What is going on?β
βI want to use wind-style magic.β Linley said with a smile.
Vice Chancellor Deland and the onlookers all laughed. They knew that Linley was a dual-element magus of wind and earth. But the test of magical strength was primarily a test of spiritual energy. It made no difference which element was tested; the underlying spiritual energy wouldnβt change.
βGo ahead.β Vice Chancellor Deland and the thirty odd instructors all grinned at Linley.
Linley immediately began to mutter the words to the seventh-ranked wind-style spell, βSoaring Techniqueβ. After a while, a gust of wind began to swirl around Linleyβs body. Linleyβs body soared into the air, and then he began to agilely glide about in the air, sometimes turning, sometimes diving, sometimes flying straight at high speeds.
βSoβ¦Soaring Technique?!β
The thirty odd magus instructors were all shocked. They all knew what was implied by the usage of the Soaring Technique.
βA seventeen year old, dual-element magus of the seventh rank. Thisβ¦β Vice Chancellor Deland immediately understood that the quiet Ernst Institute would perhaps no longer be quiet for a long, long time.