St Chaos Healer

Ch 63 - Shattered Hopes

Taking my place within the red circle, the first trial commenced. Two colossal slabs of walls emerged from the ground, positioning themselves on either side, enclosing me within it.

In an instant, the walls trembled with energy, unleashing a torrent of vibrant blue light that fell on me like a spotlight. The moment the rays touched my body, a delightful warmth spread throughout every fiber of my being.

The sensation of the blue light was akin to basking in the sunlight. However, there was a unique quality to it as if the rays were permeating our skin and seeping into the depths of our bodies. It evoked a sensation comparable to sipping a warm drink on a chilly day, enveloping us with a comforting warmth from within.

The towering slabs of walls started their mesmerizing dance, swirling around me in a graceful rotation. The motion created a whirlwind of blurred images, momentarily obscuring the view before me. As the walls revolved, the constant beam of light scanned every nook and corner of my body. This spectacle lasted for half a minute before the walls finally stopped and receded back into the ground.

With a sense of anticipation, I shifted my gaze toward the floating cylindrical fountain screen. I held my head high, filled with confidence, as I eagerly awaited the unveiling of the results that were about to astound everyone.

However, amidst the positive atmosphere, Grandmaster Hamanthra's angry glares continued to be directed at me. It seemed as though she harbored a deep resentment for the events that occurred earlier.

Even if the other grandmasters had started favoring me, it's still best not to get on the bad side of the Starlight Nexus as a whole. Aside from pouty Hamanthra, the Starlight Nexus itself was the second most powerful academy just after the Bloodfire Academy.

Initially, the Starlight Nexus had been my second choice in case I couldn't secure a place at Bloodfire. But now it won't be an option anymore.

The outcome of the first trial unfolded before my eyes on the grand floating cylindrical fountain. As I observed the display, I witnessed my silhouette adorned with intricate mana veins, gracefully traversing across my entire body. That was a sign of a healthy mage for sure. It looked better than Hendrickson's meridians for sure, at least I think so.

"That's a healthy body. Too healthy I should say," said Gunther with his eyes furrowed.

A smile appeared on my face.
Yes, I am better than Hendrickson.

"He even has mana capillaries connecting his meridians, indeed he is too healthy for his own kind" added Grandmaster Pierre.

I am confused. Why are the grandmasters starting to act so fishy?
Am I too good that they can't believe their eyes?

"That's certainly odd. Mana capillaries shouldn't manifest until the age of 14 and with rigorous training. Are you sure he's 12 years old?" asked Grandmaster Messindra.

Head mage Sigurd stood up from his chair,

"Yes, we have performed a thorough background check. I can assure you the credibility of our reports."

As the grandmasters fixed their skeptical gazes upon me, a knot of unease tightened in my stomach. Had they somehow discovered my true age? Doubt and uncertainty clouded my mind, leaving me in a state of confusion. Should I be worried about their suspicions?

The atmosphere in the room took a sudden turn, becoming more serious and tense. I found myself completely lost in the conversation happening among the grandmasters. Their words seemed cryptic, and I struggled to comprehend their underlying meaning.