Chapter 29: Iiam, The Great Magician
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In the depths of the primitive forest, the wild sea beasts roars and growls resonated in the area creating an eerie and terrifying atmosphere. Iiam watched the girl in purple-red robe through the Observation Mirror as she nervously stepped back from the wild tiger, her sword raised defensively high in front of her chest.
He scrutinized her carefully, trying to find the reason the Eye of Truth showed him her image when he requested for a solution to the withering heart of the sea.
The heart of the Black Southern Sea, which was the source of the magic in the Iris realm, had been slowly withering for the past century. They used old and new magic to try to revive it, looked for miraculous elixirs in the Janah realm to cure it, and even went as far as to pour their own magic into the heart to try and prevent its decay. But nothing worked.
After many years of exhaustion and distress, just when they were on tenterhooks awaiting the inevitable end, a magician of the Seven Order brought the Mirror of Truth to the Black Southern Sea on an impulse.
Iiam, being the head magician of the Southern Sea and a member of the Seven Order, was the one to ask the Mirror of Truth for a way to save the heart of the sea. The result was the image of a black-haired girl with purple eyes.
And just as fate would have it, the girl was a native of the Iris realm who left for the Amayan Empire in the dowry marriage exchange. He had even been present during the activation of the teleportation spatial but did not get the chance to meet the girl as they never exited their carriage.
As such, they could not enter the Amaya realm with the excuse of friendship. But to grasp at the last strand of hope they had left, they had to give their all, activating the Summoning Spell to summon all females from the seven realms who were under the age of 18 but above 17 and had magic in their blood to the Sealand Island as potential Marikeen apprentice.
Marikeen, a magic wielder with the ability to destroy any evil and heal any wound. Although they would accept them as apprentices and guide and teach them on how to control and use their magic, the powers and abilities of Marikeens' were one private to them. They would have to find the rest of their way on their own.
A true Marikeen manifests their power slowly over time or all at once depending on the individual. And as only one appeared every thousand years, most magic users never get to encounter one their whole life, and those that did never lived long enough to relay the telltale characteristics of Marikeens in their unskilled years.
Iiam had been watching the purple-red clothed girl since her appearance in the Sealand but could not find anything that made her stand out from the rest of the thousand girls around her except for her face veil. As she slowly drew back from the tiger, it followed her with its eyes but made no move to attack her.
Iiam found that a little surprising as the wild beasts in the Sealand Island were not the tame kind.
"There little boy, no need to waste your great energy on a small nymph-like me. Would it not be a much better investment if you went to hunt larger prey that could fill your belly at one shot?"
Seeing her antics as she tried to persuade the tiger not to hunt her down for a meal amused Iiam as much as it made him frown.
In such a situation, one would most definitely be too scared to even open their mouth let allow try to persuade their predator in such a calm manner. And yet, while the girl looked nervous, her voice sounded calm, not betraying a hint of her state of mind.
Now, he could not tell if she was really nervous or acting nervous, and if she was really calm or just acting calm.
As he kept watching, he saw her walking backward until she reached the deeper part of the forest, hid behind an ancient oak tree, and turned before dashing away without looking back.
Well, that answered his question.
Immediately, his forehead was covered with deep lines as his frown deepened and he wondered again why the Mirror of Truth displayed her image. Because no matter which way he looked from, courage, bravery, skill, or ability, she did not seem to possess one.
But thinking of the fact that she was here, indicating the fact that magic had to be following in her veins, he relented although still unconvinced.
Princess Qamari who was unaware of the fact that she was being observed and labeled as spineless, ran as fast as she could, her heart beating dramatically against her chest as her eyes scanned for a safe hiding spot. She was not planning on running around this wild forest, acting as an open target for both humans and beasts, until the end of the competition. A person's greatest treasure was their life, which could not be regained after losing it.
Of course, if the person was as lucky as her, they could get a second chance at life through rebirth, but that was a matter up to the heavens to decide. And besides, second chances do not come without strings attached.
Take her for instance. For this second chance at life, she had to deal with nightmares of darkness, mangled fleshes, bones, and an uncertain future.
The deeper Princess Qamari went, the darker her surroundings got, until it became near impossible for her to see anything beyond three feet in front of her. As she was debating whether to stop or continue moving forward, the sword in her hand emitted a golden glow that lit up her surroundings. In front of her, she saw the ancient forest in its full glory. Full of vitality, foliage and vegetation were in abundance as coconut trees, palm trees, olive trees, and date trees, and so on spanned out.
But the most significant of all was the silver rafter cocooned in the middle of the dense ancient trees, with the trees and palm grooves and lotus leaf umbrellas clusters protectively surrounding it.
"Did it follow me here, or were the magicians too lazy to drop it behind?" Princess Qamari thought in confusion.. As far as what she heard, her transport should have been kept behind.
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In the depths of the primitive forest, the wild sea beasts roars and growls resonated in the area creating an eerie and terrifying atmosphere. Iiam watched the girl in purple-red robe through the Observation Mirror as she nervously stepped back from the wild tiger, her sword raised defensively high in front of her chest.
He scrutinized her carefully, trying to find the reason the Eye of Truth showed him her image when he requested for a solution to the withering heart of the sea.
The heart of the Black Southern Sea, which was the source of the magic in the Iris realm, had been slowly withering for the past century. They used old and new magic to try to revive it, looked for miraculous elixirs in the Janah realm to cure it, and even went as far as to pour their own magic into the heart to try and prevent its decay. But nothing worked.
After many years of exhaustion and distress, just when they were on tenterhooks awaiting the inevitable end, a magician of the Seven Order brought the Mirror of Truth to the Black Southern Sea on an impulse.
Iiam, being the head magician of the Southern Sea and a member of the Seven Order, was the one to ask the Mirror of Truth for a way to save the heart of the sea. The result was the image of a black-haired girl with purple eyes.
And just as fate would have it, the girl was a native of the Iris realm who left for the Amayan Empire in the dowry marriage exchange. He had even been present during the activation of the teleportation spatial but did not get the chance to meet the girl as they never exited their carriage.
As such, they could not enter the Amaya realm with the excuse of friendship. But to grasp at the last strand of hope they had left, they had to give their all, activating the Summoning Spell to summon all females from the seven realms who were under the age of 18 but above 17 and had magic in their blood to the Sealand Island as potential Marikeen apprentice.
Marikeen, a magic wielder with the ability to destroy any evil and heal any wound. Although they would accept them as apprentices and guide and teach them on how to control and use their magic, the powers and abilities of Marikeens' were one private to them. They would have to find the rest of their way on their own.
A true Marikeen manifests their power slowly over time or all at once depending on the individual. And as only one appeared every thousand years, most magic users never get to encounter one their whole life, and those that did never lived long enough to relay the telltale characteristics of Marikeens in their unskilled years.
Iiam had been watching the purple-red clothed girl since her appearance in the Sealand but could not find anything that made her stand out from the rest of the thousand girls around her except for her face veil. As she slowly drew back from the tiger, it followed her with its eyes but made no move to attack her.
Iiam found that a little surprising as the wild beasts in the Sealand Island were not the tame kind.
"There little boy, no need to waste your great energy on a small nymph-like me. Would it not be a much better investment if you went to hunt larger prey that could fill your belly at one shot?"
Seeing her antics as she tried to persuade the tiger not to hunt her down for a meal amused Iiam as much as it made him frown.
In such a situation, one would most definitely be too scared to even open their mouth let allow try to persuade their predator in such a calm manner. And yet, while the girl looked nervous, her voice sounded calm, not betraying a hint of her state of mind.
Now, he could not tell if she was really nervous or acting nervous, and if she was really calm or just acting calm.
As he kept watching, he saw her walking backward until she reached the deeper part of the forest, hid behind an ancient oak tree, and turned before dashing away without looking back.
Well, that answered his question.
Immediately, his forehead was covered with deep lines as his frown deepened and he wondered again why the Mirror of Truth displayed her image. Because no matter which way he looked from, courage, bravery, skill, or ability, she did not seem to possess one.
But thinking of the fact that she was here, indicating the fact that magic had to be following in her veins, he relented although still unconvinced.
Princess Qamari who was unaware of the fact that she was being observed and labeled as spineless, ran as fast as she could, her heart beating dramatically against her chest as her eyes scanned for a safe hiding spot. She was not planning on running around this wild forest, acting as an open target for both humans and beasts, until the end of the competition. A person's greatest treasure was their life, which could not be regained after losing it.
Of course, if the person was as lucky as her, they could get a second chance at life through rebirth, but that was a matter up to the heavens to decide. And besides, second chances do not come without strings attached.
Take her for instance. For this second chance at life, she had to deal with nightmares of darkness, mangled fleshes, bones, and an uncertain future.
The deeper Princess Qamari went, the darker her surroundings got, until it became near impossible for her to see anything beyond three feet in front of her. As she was debating whether to stop or continue moving forward, the sword in her hand emitted a golden glow that lit up her surroundings. In front of her, she saw the ancient forest in its full glory. Full of vitality, foliage and vegetation were in abundance as coconut trees, palm trees, olive trees, and date trees, and so on spanned out.
But the most significant of all was the silver rafter cocooned in the middle of the dense ancient trees, with the trees and palm grooves and lotus leaf umbrellas clusters protectively surrounding it.
"Did it follow me here, or were the magicians too lazy to drop it behind?" Princess Qamari thought in confusion.. As far as what she heard, her transport should have been kept behind.
In the depths of the primitive forest, the wild sea beasts roars and growls resonated in the area creating an eerie and terrifying atmosphere. Iiam watched the girl in purple-red robe through the Observation Mirror as she nervously stepped back from the wild tiger, her sword raised defensively high in front of her chest. He scrutinized her carefully, trying to find the reason the Eye of Truth showed him her image when he requested for a solution to the withering heart of the sea. The heart of the Black Southern Sea, which was the source of the magic in the Iris realm, had been slowly withering for the past century. They used old and new magic to try to revive it, looked for miraculous elixirs in the Janah realm to cure it, and even went as far as to pour their own magic into the heart to try and prevent its decay. But nothing worked. After many years of exhaustion and distress, just when they were on tenterhooks awaiting the inevitable end, a magician of the Seven Order brought the Mirror of Truth to the Black Southern Sea on an impulse. Iiam, being the head magician of the Southern Sea and a member of the Seven Order, was the one to ask the Mirror of Truth for a way to save the heart of the sea. The result was the image of a black-haired girl with purple eyes. And just as fate would have it, the girl was a native of the Iris realm who left for the Amayan Empire in the dowry marriage exchange. He had even been present during the activation of the teleportation spatial but did not get the chance to meet the girl as they never exited their carriage. As such, they could not enter the Amaya realm with the excuse of friendship. But to grasp at the last strand of hope they had left, they had to give their all, activating the Summoning Spell to summon all females from the seven realms who were under the age of 18 but above 17 and had magic in their blood to the Sealand Island as potential Marikeen apprentice. Marikeen, a magic wielder with the ability to destroy any evil and heal any wound. Although they would accept them as apprentices and guide and teach them on how to control and use their magic, the powers and abilities of Marikeens' were one private to them. They would have to find the rest of their way on their own. A true Marikeen manifests their power slowly over time or all at once depending on the individual. And as only one appeared every thousand years, most magic users never get to encounter one their whole life, and those that did never lived long enough to relay the telltale characteristics of Marikeens in their unskilled years. Iiam had been watching the purple-red clothed girl since her appearance in the Sealand but could not find anything that made her stand out from the rest of the thousand girls around her except for her face veil. As she slowly drew back from the tiger, it followed her with its eyes but made no move to attack her. Iiam found that a little surprising as the wild beasts in the Sealand Island were not the tame kind. "There little boy, no need to waste your great energy on a small nymph-like me. Would it not be a much better investment if you went to hunt larger prey that could fill your belly at one shot?" Seeing her antics as she tried to persuade the tiger not to hunt her down for a meal amused Iiam as much as it made him frown. In such a situation, one would most definitely be too scared to even open their mouth let allow try to persuade their predator in such a calm manner. And yet, while the girl looked nervous, her voice sounded calm, not betraying a hint of her state of mind. Now, he could not tell if she was really nervous or acting nervous, and if she was really calm or just acting calm. As he kept watching, he saw her walking backward until she reached the deeper part of the forest, hid behind an ancient oak tree, and turned before dashing away without looking back. Well, that answered his question. Immediately, his forehead was covered with deep lines as his frown deepened and he wondered again why the Mirror of Truth displayed her image. Because no matter which way he looked from, courage, bravery, skill, or ability, she did not seem to possess one. But thinking of the fact that she was here, indicating the fact that magic had to be following in her veins, he relented although still unconvinced. Princess Qamari who was unaware of the fact that she was being observed and labeled as spineless, ran as fast as she could, her heart beating dramatically against her chest as her eyes scanned for a safe hiding spot. She was not planning on running around this wild forest, acting as an open target for both humans and beasts, until the end of the competition. A person's greatest treasure was their life, which could not be regained after losing it. Of course, if the person was as lucky as her, they could get a second chance at life through rebirth, but that was a matter up to the heavens to decide. And besides, second chances do not come without strings attached. Take her for instance. For this second chance at life, she had to deal with nightmares of darkness, mangled fleshes, bones, and an uncertain future. The deeper Princess Qamari went, the darker her surroundings got, until it became near impossible for her to see anything beyond three feet in front of her. As she was debating whether to stop or continue moving forward, the sword in her hand emitted a golden glow that lit up her surroundings. In front of her, she saw the ancient forest in its full glory. Full of vitality, foliage and vegetation were in abundance as coconut trees, palm trees, olive trees, and date trees, and so on spanned out. But the most significant of all was the silver rafter cocooned in the middle of the dense ancient trees, with the trees and palm grooves and lotus leaf umbrellas clusters protectively surrounding it. "Did it follow me here, or were the magicians too lazy to drop it behind?" Princess Qamari thought in confusion.. As far as what she heard, her transport should have been kept behind.
