1 Star of Magic (2/2)

It was said that the evil mage of the Golden Plains was very powerful, and because he had offered his soul to the devil, he had a body that feared nothing.

With a head of short golden hair, Francis looked like he was thirty-something years old. He looked at the young girl standing in front of him and said, ”Mephisto, you are the first grade-13 student since the establishment of the Arctic Guild to have been awarded the Star of Magic. Here is your badge.”

The young lady mage, Mephisto, gladly received the badge. On this badge, there was a blemish in the shape of a lightning bolt.

Why was it broken?

Frances noticed Mephisto's puzzled look and said, ”Mephisto, the history of this seal dates back to the ancient times of the First Empire. In addition, the honorable mage Saleen used this badge as a symbol to represent his Metatrin clan.”

Mephisto held on tightly to the badge in shock, fearing that Francis would confiscate it.

Although the Metatrin clan had bowed out of the historical stage, Metatrin City still existed as the holy land on the mainland. Items that Saleen had used at the beginning of his journey had become treasures to mages. There were many legends regarding this badge, and the most astounding one was that hidden in this badge was great power. The mighty Saleen had used this badge to slay countless evil gods in order to make the Metatrin Mainland a land of freedom.

Surely, that was just a legend. Mephisto regarded Saleen as her idol. The meaning behind this badge far outweighed its power a million times over.

There were whispers amongst the people in the hall. Everyone envied Mephisto, a talented young lady who had in ten years progressed from grade-10 to grade-13. She was considered to be the most outstanding master over the last few hundred years. Despite the fact that her grade was still considered low within the Arctic Guild, her power was equivalent to that of a grade-12 mage master during the Fifth Dynasty.

”Mephisto, do you have any requests?” Francis looked at the young lady, pleased. Despite her inherent flaws having limited her to the practice of Water Magic, she had attained such astounding results so early on. As her perseverance had enabled her to acquire the highly challenging Element Conversion skill, it was a most appropriate time for her to have progressed to this point.

”Request?”

”Yes. As you are the winner among the twelve students, you have the privilege of making a request.”

Mephisto was ecstatic. She knew that although only she had received the Star of Magic, the other eleven students would also be honored. She was merely the lucky one.

”I wish to enter the Magical Element Tower to practice!”

”Sure, not a problem!”

”Hmph…” A cold voice was heard. It came from a student waiting behind her. He had been defeated by grade-13 Mephisto in the battle. It had been by accident. He was very depressed – a grade-15 master having been defeated by a grade-13 master. To others, it was an honor to be a runner-up, but to him, it was pure humiliation.

”Congratulations, Adam! You have achieved the good result of being the runner-up in the Star of Magic selection. The guild has decided to award you with this. Please treasure it.” Francis was not bothered by Adam's attitude; mages were better off as mage controllers if they did not have their personality.

Frances took out a magic wand. Upon seeing the wand, Adam was appeased. Francis had not been lying. The reward for the runner-up, actually, was better than that of the winner's. It was a composite magic wand which had been refined using mysterious means and held a large dragonshard within it. The dragonshard had not been polished, but its sixty-four-facets were evenly distributed. This was indeed a huge dragonshard, usually meant for only grade-16 or above.

”Adam, you may also make a request.”

Adam was taken aback, and then replied happily, ”Dean, sir, I hope to set the little girl free.”

”Little girl?” Francis was momentarily dumbfounded.

”Yes. Myers, the pitiful Myers.” Tears almost welled up in Adam's eyes as he thought of the pitiful damsel imprisoned within the garden, allegedly for a few thousand years now. The devil in her body had been none of her business. The devil within her had nothing to do with her.

”This is impossible!”

”Dean, you said that I could make a request without restriction.”

”Adam, your request should not be against my will, right?”

Adam looked at the Dean, puzzled. He could not understand why for the Dean, this was a difficult matter to resolve.

”That Myers is not under my custody. She is someone else's personal property,” Francis said with a smile.