Chapter 133 - The Weight On The Shoulders (1/2)

Luke, Alexis, and Shiro had to form a line to each deliver their bottle of Elixir. All three bottles were exactly alike, both in shapes, compositions, contents, and even the corks that capped them were similar.

”Are you part of a Clan or something?” Mikaela asked as she greeted Nathalia first.

The young Strogueher shivered a little before she spoke, and her voice barely came out when she took courage. She had never been in the presence of a Sensory Mage and had only read about them in history books.

”No... we're just friends.”

”It's okay, you guys are lucky to get this far together.” Sensorial removed the cork from Nathalia's bottle, put her nose in the mouth of the bottle, looked a little closer, and finally concluded, ”It's perfect. You've passed... Stay here on the side, and I'll talk to all of you at once later.”

Next, Mikaela meticulously analyzed the contents in Shiro's bottle as well and approved it. When at last it was Luke's turn, he placed the glass bottle on the table and said nothing.

The compositions of the previous two Elixirs were exactly the same, as was this third bottle, so it wasn't hard for Mikaela to assume that the Strogueher's hired someone who made the Elixirs, because she highly doubted it could have been any of the three participants present.

The Sensory looked at the half-beast, noticed how calm and inexpressive Luke was, and decided to test him a little more than the others.

”Insufficient... you didn't pass.” She said seriously as she stared him in the eye, after quickly analyzing his Elixir.

Luke didn't doubt that Manilyn might have sabotaged him, but he also wouldn't faithfully believe a strange person just because she was powerful.

”Do you want to drink to test it?” spoke Luke, looking into Mikaela's eyes.

The three guards, who were at the rear of the Sensory Magician's table, suddenly raised their spears and aimed at Luke's neck, who didn't move a muscle and continued staring. To them, the half-beast's response sounded like a threat.

Nathalia summoned her Pansperm spear and Shiro stepped forward.

Mikaela pushed the wooden chair away as she slowly stood up, her hands resting on the table. ”Put down your weapons.”

All the guards lowered their spears and returned to their upright positions, as did Luke's friends.

”Do you even know what the Elixir of Flamel is capable of~?” She asked, leaning forward slightly.

”I know, but it seems your watchdogs don't, do they? Otherwise, they wouldn't have aimed their spears at my neck.”

Sitting back down in her chair, Mikaela Åkerman confessed in her mellow voice, ”I liked you... You have courage, you are shrewd, and there is no doubt that you are strong. You passed the Second Phase...”

The woman then called Nathalia and Shiro with her index finger, asking them to come closer. As the two came closer, she slapped her right hand and a book appeared on the table.