Rising of the Weakest Mage

Vol 1/Ch 9 - The Blue Rose

It was a warm and sunny day, like it usually was in Lyfast. All of the townspeople would be out and about, doing their daily tasks they did everyday to keep the town running. And, just like any other day, Allen will be once again training until the sun sets.

Allen had recently turned the age of nine, marking a full entire year of his magic training with his mentor, William. For his birthday, William had given him a wooden sword that he would be using to train with.

"If your magic is weak, find other ways to fight," William had told him. "You can use your magic to boost your abilities, and then fight strong with your sword"

Allen had always found William's advice and words to be a little confusing at times for him, but ultimately understood what he was trying to tell him. He always did his best to follow what William says, regardless.

Because Allen's magic was weak, he needed to find ways to fight if he wanted to become a magical knight. At least, that's what he thought William had meant. William had often told him he was talented with the blade, even at an early age. Allen would train both in magic and sword.

Allen had begun to swing his sword in front of him repeatedly, something that William had him start doing. It was to make Allen stronger so he could one day wield a real blade, at least that's what William had said. Up and down his sword would go, until Allen got tired and took a second to take a breather. Then he would once again constantly swing his sword once again. It would often get boring after some time, but Allen's constant determination to improve is what kept him going.

Allen had been waiting for William to show up each day. Each day Allen would wake up, begin to train, and then wait for William to arrive so they could begin further training. Just as he was wondering where he may have been, he finally saw William show up.

"Hey Allen, I'm finally here," William waved and smiled as he began to approach Allen.

William was finally here to start Allen's daily training routine. However, William was not alone. To the left of him, stood a girl who looked to be slightly older and taller than Allen with long and elegant blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, and a smile that seemed to warm the area around them.

"Allen, I'd like you to meet-"

Suddenly, Allen woke up from his bed. He realized he had another dream about his past. For whatever reason, parts of his past were missing from his memories. Sometimes, he would dream about fragments he had forgotten about. He would often wonder why he had forgotten, but at least these dreams allow him to remember the past. However, before he could really think about what he dreamt of, he heard banging on the door from outside of his dorm room.

"Yo, Allen you gotta wake up! Class is gonna start soon!," a familiar voice came from outside the door. It was Thomas, what appeared to be him trying to wake up Allen for the school day. Just now realizing the predicament he was in, he quickly got up and got ready as fast as he humanly could, and was out of his door.

There outside his door stood Thomas and Cecily, both waiting for him. Allen didn't know how long they had been waiting outside for, but with his uniform jacket halfway on, he began to walk with them.

"Took you long enough," Thomas laughed as they began to walk to class.

"I- I'm sorry. I didn't hear you and my body refused to wake up," Allen apologized.

"Nah, it's okay. We should barely make it on time," Thomas reassured him. "Besides, I doubt Ms. Florence cares if we show up or not".

"Tom!," Cecily raised her voice at him.

"Woah, I'm sorry alright! Don't worry Lily, we'll make it on time, and we haven't been late before. Right Allen?," Thomas looked at Allen for reassurance.