The Chronicles Of Echos

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ing him to cover them from the pitch. “Go away.” He g

the chalk hit and glared at the person who dared to attack him, him the magus of magic. T

er be allowed her

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les. Below him were other students and they were looking at him funny. In front of the class, was

His eyes diverted to his left hand and memories from then flooded his head, the last thing he remembered w

was smaller than he knew. It was significan

id, a scowl visible on his face. Commoners like Alaric had no chance in the arts, royals were taugh

half expecte

um is the mystic source present in every individual, it is what connects us to the force set by the demi-gods, the five predecessors of

e knew the basics, and he knew that no one taught them about the origins of Aetherium but what it

can range from elemental to summoning types and in many cases mages have one affinity, two if lucky and three if from royal blood h

and the corners of his smirk widened forming a devili

his composure. He nodded and told Alaric to

ns. Why was he here? There had to be some underlying purpose for him to be sent back. As much as he loved bein

hat he protects everyone he loved starting from his parents. If memory served him correct, the King and queen alon

s bringing back to reality— he looked down and his lips got in a straight

” Alaric said as he extended his hand t

skirt and stockings before she gazed at Alaric. Her hazel eyes meeting his azure-blue. She

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eld on his jacket sleeve. He turned around and looked at the princess sta

e had acted in the spur of the moment and did not

edge, why did she want to know his name? The flashback of when his parents were accused for trying to kill the royal p

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s to meet his. A small smile formed on her face con

voice snapped the tw

rs— the one with feral eyes and auburn hair that was like a lion's mane showed his displeasure

me.” Alaric retorted turning his head to face the th

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ted, his face devoid of emotions. His azure-blue eyes s

son of the house of Xanxus. Show respect.”

third house closest to the royal family. Their job was to protect the royal family even

he center. Many knew Adam, he was in impatient, the first years were concerned while the second yea

to the declaration. “I've done nothing

d year— not just any third year. Adam Xanxus, one of the prominent mages in training, the to

ind Adam. Adam used the distraction to shove his hand forward, f

ng onto the yard avoiding the attacks from Adam and his f

his teeth and punched the air around him, causing it to heat up as a fireball shot from the tip o

Seraphim pleaded to Alar

aside from it the potent fireball did nothing. Everyone observing stared at Alaric in shock, that

ted his teeth, his eyes not bel

ust needed to find the weak point in the spell and reverse the flow of Aetherium to des

spell with my Aetherium, I do posses

rium than me, a noble! I refuse to acknowledge that!!” Adam yelled as

feet sank a bit from the force but it didn't move him much. “Too we

magic gathered around him and he blew at Adam knocking h

aring at him with wide eyes. His eye