Chapter 386 - The Unfortunate Night Pt 1 (1/2)

Over the mountains, the full moon was hanging in the midnight sky as Fergus rode on a horse as fast as he could.

Malgino was going to collect Smeraldo, tonight. That was what Fergus understood reading the torn pages.

Smeraldo was a very rare flower and it had very unique properties. Fergus knew the best time to collect Smeraldo flowers was at a full moon night when the clock strikes twelve. And there was only one place in Titian where it could be found. The school Fergus built. He knew because he was the one who planted those flowers in the school garden.

Fergus's intuition was guiding him and he guessed Malgino was there, at the school collecting Smeraldo flowers. It shouldn't be dangerous. There was nothing dangerous about that flower. Yet, Fergus had a gut-wrenching feeling that something was wrong.. Very wrong with Malgino.

Fergus reached the outer walls of the school and dismounted his horse. He quickly unlocked the iron gate and that was when he heard the scream. Fergus didn't recognize who screamed but his blood ran cold as he raced towards the back garden of the school. He was almost in the garden when he heard the second scream, this time it was a familiar voice. Malgino's painful scream tore through the night and Fergus halted in his steps. Then he ran pulling out his wand. After coming to Titian, Fergus still never used magic in front of people. The fact that his magic could harm more than he intended, was on his mind all the time, but now, nothing mattered. Malgino needed help.

But he was too late. Fergus reached the garden and saw two figures over the patch of Smeraldo flowers.

And one was driving a sword through the other.

”No!” Fergus screamed in horror and the figures looked up at him.

Ryan Dragozera's sword was halfway through Malgino's ċhėst.

”Fergus, listen befo–” Ryan tried to explain but Fergus didn't listen. Fergus's out-of-control emotions exploded, and his magic blasted off Ryan. He was blown away somewhere Fergus didn't bother to look. Fergus met Malgino's eyes, and the horror in his eyes scared Fergus.

”Mal!” Fergus rushed to him as Malgino collapsed. He quickly held Malgino before he could hit the ground.

Fergus pulled out the sword from Malgino's ċhėst and he almost lost consciousness.

”You were a little late, Gus,” Blood came out from Malgino's mouth, and maybe for the first time in life, he looked scared. Dark blue streams like cobwebs were spreading around Malgino's ċhėst from the sword wound.

”Mal! Mal!” Fergus choked in his tears. ”Please, nothing is going to happen to you. I will take you to the palace. Everything will be fine.”

”I am sorry, Gus. . . I . . . tried so hard. . . to make a . . . healing potion or something close . . . to your regeneration . . . something that can heal . . . fast as you do . . . but I failed . . . again and again. . .” Malgino's breathing became heavier and he clutched Fergus's hand. His eyes filled with tears. ”That's what . . . I am, Gus. A failure. I am not . . . the powerful wizard . . . you think me as . . . I tried and tried . . . to leave my mark in this world . . . but I failed. . . I wanted to exceed the wizarding capacity but . . . I failed . . . And now nothing can . . . heal me . . . from death. . . Nothing, Gus.”

Malgino's voice became slower and quieter. His lips turned blue. Fergus touched Malgino's wound to help him in any way.