Rising of the Weakest Mage

Vol 1/Ch 1 - The Weakest Mage

The day had finally arrived; the day Allen Fleming had been waiting for. The day he could start the path to become a magical knight.

He had been waiting for the day that he would be eligible to attend the academy ever since he was young. To finally learn, study and practice elemental magic at the famous and prestigious Magical Knights Academy.

Despite the many years of practice since he was young, a part of him still felt he wasn't ready. For his magic, despite being the air element, was extremely weak. But that did not matter to his mentor, the one who taught him how to hone his magical skills.

"It is not a matter of how much magic you possess, or even how powerful your magic may be. It's a matter of will, and how hard you work to push forward," were the powerful words his mentor told him on the first day of his magic training, when Allen was eight years old.

Even though Allen knew and understood this, he still felt weak and not well prepared. Even though almost every day for several years he practiced his weak magic and improved his physical abilities to make up for his weaknesses, he still had a lingering feeling of inferiority to the other mages that would be taking the same exam he would be.

Now, seven years later at the age of fifteen, it's time for Allen to take the exam, whether he feels completely ready or not. He will have to try his utmost best if he wishes to attend the academy that has procured the many great mages and magical knights England has ever seen.

He began to pack his things together that he will need for the journey ahead: a backpack with some clothes and a few other belongings, the actual clothes on his back including the singular glove he always wears on his right hand, and of course the sword he was given by his mentor before his mentor departed.

With his things finally packed, it was time for him to say goodbye to everyone within his home village in Lyfast.

Allen's hometown of Lyfast is a very small farming village, located several days west of London. The population is very small, so all of the villagers know each other personally. Very rarely does the village get visitors, nor do many leave the village.

Allen headed outside of his home, and headed towards the fields the villagers tended to. He made his way towards the fields that his family owned and worked on.

"Oh Allen, good morning," his father, Martin, greeted him.

"Morning father," Allen smiled while walking up to him.

"Is it finally time for you to head out?," he asked, adjusting the hat he wore to block the sun from his face.

"Of course it is! Today is the big day I head out to London!," Allen excitedly replied.

"My, and it only felt like yesterday that mage was starting to teach you how to use your magic! How you've grown Allen", his mother, popped up out of the crops.

"It's felt like a long time, but I am ready to study and practice so I can become a magical knight!," Allen exclaimed.

"Well, best of luck to you. And if for some reason you do not pass, you are always more than welcome back here," his mother replied, smiling.

"Thank you! But, I don't plan on failing!," Allen grinned.

With his final goodbyes to his parents, his younger brother and sister, and the rest of the townsfolk he has grown to know in his life, he finally headed out to the big city of London, where he would take his exam to start the path to become a magical knight.

The academy is where many young, prominent mages attend to improve their use of magic, and eventually become a magical knight. Magical knights are the respected mages who protect the cities of England and keep its citizens safe. And of course, this has been Allen's dream ever since he was little.