The Legendary Mage

“It’s nothing; they’re much better now. No need to worry."

"Really, what was the point? You know they'll never let you pass." The young woman set the basket down beside Alavin. She was pure, lovely, fresh, and radiant like a rose, seemingly lively and cheerful. Yet Alavin's pallid complexion brought concern to her face as she scolded him for his rashness.-

"The opportunity was there; how could I not know without trying?"

"That's no opportunity at all. Don't you understand? With pressure from the Grand Elder and the others, no other Elder wants to stir up trouble. I know you're anxious about your family and want to help them, but the more you clash head-on, the more they'll suppress you. Can't you just lower your pride a little?" Carlys lamented as she watched Alavin's pale face.

"Grovel like a dog? Beg for scraps? Plead for mercy? That's not in my nature," declared Alavin with a defiant sneer.

Carlys pursed her rosy lips, holding back further comment. She had tried to reason with him countless times before. Even Celesse had attempted to no avail. She opened her wicker basket, revealing two vials of potions to clear Alavin’s bruises and balance his spirits, along with some finely made pastries. She whispered softly, "Guess who made these?"

"Give my thanks to Celesse. Tell her not to worry about me. Haven't I survived just fine all these years?" Alavin picked up a pastry and savored it, nodding in approval as he chewed. "Celesse's handiwork indeed. Tastes good."

"You call this surviving? It breaks my heart to see you so ragged. Every other day, you have a brawl; either you're beating someone to a bloody pulp, or you're the one left bloody. They're clearly provoking you on purpose. Can't you just avoid them?"

"The weak perish, and the strong suffer. I choose to be strong! Strong forever!"

"Who says that?"

"My father," Alavin's expression grew momentarily somber, then he shook it off and picked up another treat to taste.

Carlys opened her mouth to speak, then hesitated, carefully watching Alavin's expression, "Do you... hate them? I don't mean anything by it. It's just that people say they actually are..."

should I hate them? They would never abandon

of turn." Carlys realized

"I'm fine. Don't worry."

abilities after months of silence will draw lots of attention and likely suppression from others. Be

and make the Cobalt Strike leadership take real notice of me. One day, I will free my kin and the twenty thousand townsfolk," Alavin said casually, but his tone

so what's a little longer? If you truly feel someone's out to

"Bang!"

the shed burst open, and

you doing here?" Carlys

"Isn't this Carlys? Long

you, what

do I need to report his comings

Carlys knew all too well

your house?" Tyral smirked wickedly, and his cronies snickering

"You..."

rise, continued to enjoy

did you just say? Dare to repeat

said it many times over the years. What, got a taste for

of old anymore,"

over two months, breaking through barriers. Although humiliated by Elder Jaslin today, his strength was no longer

secure the iron gate and stood before Alavin, looking down on him with a