Sanguine War Era

Chapter 5: Enlistment

Author note: Just had the urge to write this chapter. But the hiatus will still be in effect until around 20th November.

Prosarea, Peacius, 2nd Day 1st Phase 1457th Set.

The walls of the training dojo shuddered as Teiga swung his wooden katana 180 degrees, generating strong winds that could easily blow down deeply rooted bamboos. Random black dents were starting to form on the wooden walls that surround the swordsman, it was as if the dojo contained a madman scratching the walls every second. Sweat from his arms trickled down the wooden katana, making the sword appear to be glistening. Sounds of heavy breathing echoed around the empty dojo while the afternoon sun turning the dojo into an oven.

"I am getting closer to perfecting my own move. Just a little bit more..." mumbled Teiga to himself.

WIth another deep breath, Teiga slid his right foot back while simultaneously bringing his wooden sword to his right hip. He tensed up his muscles to the point of nearly tearing his muscle strands. Eyes closed and all his senses concentrated on his surroundings. Teiga whispered the mana manipulation chant.

"O plerus, incimbia cercum me."

Blue flames engulfed the sword that Teiga gripped tightly. Feeling the limit of the amount of mana entering his body, pulses surged through the young man's body. At the sound of a sweat droplet hitting the floor, Teiga swung the katana with ferocity and decisiveness. The wind generated carried the blue flames throughout the entire dojo before striking the walls with a deafening "BANG!". After the remaining flames dissipated, only blackened walls remained. What was once a brown varnished wall, is now black. The blue mana flames were supposed to be warm but with Teiga's natural talent, it turned into an empowered mana flame.

"Oh my Xanis. Teiga! What happened!?" exclaimed Henestia. "I heard a loud sound coming from the dojo and came to check."

Henestia gaped at the blackened scene of the dojo, dumbfounded by a seemingly impossible scene unless the dojo burned down. Teiga slouched his broad shoulders and lowered the wooden katana. Seeing the sight of mana drained Teiga, Henestia decided to not chase him for answers. She gently ushered her beloved son back to the main building of the mansion before fetching a cup of cold water for Teiga to rehydrate himself. He proceeded to gulp down the cup of water in one shot.

"Here, have a drink and take a short rest before bathing," Henestia lovingly suggested. "I am proud of you to be able to come up with such a powerful katana swing."

"Thank you, my mother. I will not disappoint you in the future."

"I know you won't. You are my son after all." replied the proud mother.

The sound of the main entrance doors swinging open and slamming the side walls reverberated through the mansion. Both mother and son jerked up in surprise at the sound of the doors. The precious moment between Henestia and Teiga was further ruined when Levi stomped into the drawing room of the mansion. Levi's face wrinkled into a face of rage while his hands clenched into fists with an envelope in hand. Eyes burning with anger and hands shaking with fury.

"Those damn Verseriens! Ordering us to do whatever they please!" roared Levi as he slammed himself onto the sofa.

"Honey, what happened at the Information Brokers HQ?" questioned Henestia curiously.

"The damn Verseriens are absorbing the HQ into their own empire's intelligence unit. Now I have to work under those pigs!" Levi replied.

The oblivious Teiga was utterly confused at the current situation as he did not know of the annexation of his homeland, Peacius.