"You better not forget it, Greyrat!" Luke says, hours in with introductions and basic rules, even Ariel finds it... Odd.
"Luke, don't you think this is... Excessive-"
"With all due respect, Princess, with how everything went down with Sauros, I think the boy needs some basic manners and learn how to butt out of political matters." Luke stares him down, the 12-year-old becomes a bit... Uneasy?
"Luke, calm down, he already learned-"
"And I need you to keep silent, Fitz! That will be your duty once every student comes back for classes! Look, Alaric, I get it, you're given special permission and we can use the money in this time of need... But that doesn't mean you're completely detached from your mission here. Without Ariel's help, you would've been executed or put in a life of slavery under Daius. He would've had you serve under him for all of eternity!" Luke explained, much to Alaric's unamused nature,
"I've given Ariel 50% of my earnings, 5 Silver Coins per A Rank or higher missions. Isn't that more than enough whenever I go-"
"No, I forbid it." Luke gives a straightforward answer, as Sylphy also grew concerned about Luke's behavior.
"In all due respect... I am pretty sure both you and I can guard Princess Ariel just fine, Luke... We all know Ariel saved him... But he... Well... He is giving a lot of money to us! Don't you think doing that for the next few years is good enough!?!" Sylphy wondered, Luke, staring into the single eye that shows, the blue showing with no form or reason to escape. Luke sighs, his brow furrowed as he pinches the middle,
"... Fine. But I expect you to give Ariel 75% of your earnings in exchange." Luke explained as Ariel smiled,
"Just... Remember to always come by every morning, middle of the day, and afternoon. Every hour between is up for you to decide." Ariel explained further the rules of the house... Group?
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The school year starts up... Alaric seen, well,
"Woah...!" A set of mages are amazed, the boy healing the burns they received from fighting,
"Chantless Spellcasting? You're Alaric, aren't you!?!" They wondered, the boy smiled,
"Yeah... That's me..." He said in an awkward tone. All he wanted to do was train with these people to further his experience with Healing Magic. He is even learning the Shine Healing Spell, capable of healing major open wounds! It was a paradise in a way, but his Swordsmanship, well...
"SLASH! SLASH!" Suddenly the boy is seen training with the Dedoldia people. They had warriors from the tribe come here, and many had blades in hand, learning magic on the side. After all, it isn't required to become a power mage here, just to learn magic and become far better at it than self-taught students.
"You're... Pretty TOUGH!" The man in front of him says his hair platinum blonde as it reaches his shoulder blades, his ears matching, he messily wearing his uniform.
"I can't believe I am facing off against someone from the tribes again! It's been ages!" Alaric hits the blade away, before...
"SLASH SLASH SLASH!" Three slashes were seen coming from the blade, but intended not to hurt, the tribesman was hit with air currents, but it stung a lot.
"Tsk!" The Dedoldia in question growls, but smirks as...
"Let the great protection of fire be on the place thou seekest. I call the bold heat of a torch here and now. Fireball!" The tribesman fires a powerful fireball, but...
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Alaric Greyrat: The Mysterious Reincarnation
Fanfiction... Death... Pain... The end of life comes at a grave price and tole on others... But Alaric is different. Divine intervention allowed him to be in this world with no strings attached, and now he has a brother who won't hurt him or anyone else... Fi...
