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The Undying Magician - Book 1 - Epilogue Part 1

                                                           Nathan
                             Year 2849 | Month 6 | Day 27 | Saturday

After handing the Tactics and Battle Strategy instructor the assignments that I had missed during the trip, I give him one last nod and begin making my way out of the class. However, right as I pass through the portal, I find myself facing Amelia, who shouldn’t be able to even be in this tower.

“How did you get-” I begin, only for her to cut me off almost instantly with a serious expression on her face. “Follow me.”

I frown at that, but she quickly turns around and walks in the opposite direction of the tower entrance without giving me a chance to respond.

What’s up with her?

And how did she even get into this tower? Was it her mother? Or her aunt?

Deciding that standing here staring won’t get any of my questions answered, I begin to follow after her.

We continue walking past the other students and instructors walking through the hall, with several of them sending Amelia strange looks when they notice the part of her uniform identifying her as a level 5 talent. But despite the looks, Amelia’s expression never changes, and I soon find myself standing at the staircase located on the opposite side of the first floor from the entrance.

My brows furrow and I hesitate for a moment at the base of the stairs, but Amelia just pauses and reaches back to grab my arm before pulling me forwards along with her while saying, “Come on. We have permission.”

Seriously?

Something has to have happened…

She lets go of my arm once I begin climbing the stairs with her on my own. After we get to the second floor of the tower, she surprisingly continues going up to the next floor, so I follow after her. But the surprise doesn’t stop there, and she continues on all the way to the top floor of the tower before eventually stopping in front of a fancy looking door.

I narrow my eyes at the nameplate on the door that states the name of the Vice Headmaster in charge of the talent level 3s and 4s.

What sort of business could I possibly have with him?

Amelia takes a deep breath before knocking on the door. And almost immediately after the knock, a voice sounds out from within, “Enter.”

She opens the door after a very brief glance my way, revealing a very fancy and high-tech-looking office.

The very first thing about the office that catches my attention – aside from the Class B magician standing behind the desk on the other side of it – are the various weapons and magi-tech equipment hung up on the walls. I can find just about every weapon I can think of, along with many that I’ve never heard of scattered about the room.

As for the magi-tech equipment? I have no idea what over half of it does.

In fact, the only reason I can even tell that it’s magi-tech equipment is due to the space magician’s symbol printed on each device, along with the very faint amount of mana I can sense coming off of a few of the items.

I quickly focus in on the Vice Headmaster before noticing that he’s wearing a cowboy hat for some reason.

“This the kid?” he gruffly asks with an accent that marks him as being from the Western side of the continent.

Amelia nods her head, and before I can even so much as wonder what’s going on again, a wave of moonlight begins to sparkle from a chair in the center of the room. After that, Amelia’s aunt appears in the chair in the same outfit she was in the last time I saw her.

I grit my teeth to stop my jaw from dropping open in surprise at the sight of her randomly appearing like that, but I fail to keep it from dropping when she says, “Why hello there, little bird!”

“Little… bird?” I mutter in confusion before glancing at Amelia, just to find her stifling a laugh.

Where did that nickname come from…? And why-

“I’ve heard all about your little regeneration spell,” she says with a smile on her face while leaning back in her chair, making me tense up slightly in worry. “And I think you would make an interesting addition to the special program.”

I finally close my mouth while forcefully relaxing myself again before asking, “Special program? Do you mean the one that you mentioned in the announcement, ma’am?”

For some reason, the council woman’s face scrunches up the moment I say ma’am.

“No formalities please,” she says with a frown towards the Vice Headmaster, who I now notice is trying to hold back a chuckle behind his hand. She then looks back at me again and adds, “You’re like a brother to Amelia, so why don’t you just call me Aunt Alexis like she does?”

My eyes widen in shock at that, but right as I begin shaking my head and am about to decline, she adds in a seemingly threatening tone, “That’s not a request.”

I turn my eyes to Amelia for a second, just to find her shaking her head with a look of fear in her eyes and mouthing, ‘Just do as she says.’

What the hell is going on here?

Deciding that angering the Class A magician is a bad idea, I turn back to her and nod my head while politely saying, “Sure, Aunt Alexis.”

The council woman stares at me for a second before nodding with a smile and continuing, “And yes, I do mean the special program.”

She then glances at the Vice Headmaster, who clears his throat and says while looking directly into my eyes, “From here on, we would like you to start competing in duels at the arena so as to officially qualify for a spot in the special program by the end of the school year.”

They really want me in that program, don’t they?

I alternate my gaze between the two while thinking about it for a few seconds before my eyes widen slightly in realization.

They don’t just want me in the program-

My thoughts are interrupted as the council woman claps her hands and says with some glee, “It looks like you’ve figured it out!”

“And even if you haven’t it’s not fun if you don’t know,” she says, ignoring the irritated look being sent her way by the Vice Headmaster. “We want to get on your good side so that we can have that spell of yours!”

My eyebrow twitches at the bluntness of her statement.

Even Amelia sputters slightly at her words before holding her words back in.

I open my mouth to speak, just for her to shut me down again as her face turns serious and she says, “There is no saying no.”

The fuck?

On one hand, if she decided to get rid of me, she could easily try to do it without getting into any trouble. After all, she’s on the council ruling over the damn republic. They’re not gonna raise a fuss about her killing a single talent level 3 magician.

Not that she would actually be able to kill me, but she would certainly find out about my secret.

“I also know that you’re hiding something,” she adds, making me flinch slightly in surprise, “and if you don’t want me digging further to find out what that is, then you’ll do this for your Aunt Alexis, alright?”

I narrow my eyes at her for a few seconds before glancing at Amelia, who is looking at me with curiosity.

Damn it.

Guess I can’t get out of this.

And I highly doubt the doctor would be able to do anything against a council member. Not unless he was some hidden S Class magician…

I blink at the thought but shake the thought out of my mind as I let out a sigh.

It’s possible I’ll be gone from the academy by the time the program starts anyways, so all I’ll have to do is compete in a bunch of duels, which could come in handy whenever I leave the academy.

So…

“Alright, I’ll do it.”

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