Lea, The Story of the Magus of the Casiopea Continent
Ancient Ruins

  I walked in the footsteps of my four comrades from the Dorado Military Academy, of course, after previously enrolling in the admin section of the Academy Mission to be listed as a member of the group that Cal leads along with his friends who are all swordsmen (knight). Of course, we hope that the completeness of this formation will straighten out the journey of this group to complete the mission of the academy.

I need to inform you here, every year, students in our academy, must complete at least two missions. Or if you don't want to complete the mission, you can pay with a contribution point, or use a middle-level elixir which of course is not small. I don't want to pay my contribution points just how much this is, or use the middle elixir to pay the obligation to carry out the mission.

I watched and assessed four of my group's friends, including Cal whom I had known, whose general description was like this :

Cal as the leader of the group, age fifteen, abilities: Swordsman and Assistant Knight Level one.

   Boy, also a boy, with straight blond hair, abilities are a Swordsman and a Level one Assistant Knight. 

   Jerry, a sixteen-year-old male, looks calm with a high posture of light brown hair. Ability: Combat Expert using spear and sword, a level 1 Assistant Knight.

   Debbie, fifteen-year-old young girl. Blonde with eyes as bright as blue sky. Although Debbie is a woman, her skills as an arrow expert make Debbie as an Assistant Knight level one.

   Out of the five people who carried out this mission, I felt the lowest of my combat abilities. My combat value is only 0.5 - far compared to four of my comrades who have a value above one.

This was probably because I had not yet broken through my Combat Master Degree as a Level one Magic Assistant, thus making me feel somewhat inferior among my other four comrades.

"Don't worry. We do need a magic-capable, even though he is not a level one magic assistant. Just so long as you have mastered at least one level zero assault spell.that's enough" Cal always says if I start complaining and humble myself with my title of fighter, who had not even obtained cultivation at the bottom level of a fighter.

But I'm at least proud of myself. Although I have not entered the low rank to be called a fighter or a magician, no one knows that the statistical number of my abilities and magic energy has been equivalent to that of a Level 1 Magic Assistant.

In fact, they might be very surprised to learn that I am an active firebender, who can play a fire as big as a basketball for now (although this tough ability is the influence of a wave-boosting Talisman that lifts my magic ai flame from the size of a tennis ball to the size of a basketball)

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The full moon was seen in the sky of Dorado City, with its halo circles glowing yellowish, ring-like circles surrounding the white round ball. Thin clouds occasionally flashed, casting strange shadows in the presence of the moon's cold light, which added a mystical and magical energy to the fighter or dark magician to sip the full Moon's energy.

   The night was just approaching, when the five of us arrived at the land at the border of Virgo city with the suburban land that is a place or large land that is used as a agricultural area, farms and woodworking plants.

There is also an ancient burial area mixed with a new cemetery which when we pass through the tomb gate only, there are strange sounds that build Roman feathers. We stepped on alert, as we passed through the site or spot where the ancient relics after an hour's journey across the large tomb.

(If you're wondering, why does it take an hour to cross the street and the left side is the cemetery? The answer is very easy. War and war victims brought home families to be buried in their ancestral lands. It does not include thousands more bodies that have not been identified, or not brought home by the family, from the arena of four countries war, he said, somewhere wide behind this line of Ghost Mountains.

The ancient ruins of our destination are located at the very corner, at the very back of this vast area, and adjacent to the long ghost mountain range.

"Our main mission is to root out the crafty Imp gangs who carry out the practice of robbery against the transgressors of mortal people from the land of Dorado to the other side in the Land of Hydra or vice versa" Cal said.

(I need to explain here. To the people who do not have the power of a warrior as a Knight or magic power as a witch, we call them Mortal or Mortal).

   With the sword drawn in hand, except for me who was holding a pair of daggers because that was the only weapon I had, we walked saggingly, he said, full of vigilance from Imp attacks if only they do the act of supporting and attacking from behind.

   We circled over the ancient ruins for over two hours and did not encounter a single living creature, let alone Imp who was rumored to often disturb the passers.

Then boredom started to hit the five of us, because the sounds of the wind rustling and the squeaks of the night bird are nothing more than the complementary sounds of the night that make everyone feel gripped and think a no-no in excessive fantasy.

   However, I did not lose my guard at all. The experience in the Wind Spruce Forest taught me to always be vigilant if I was in a hunting ground like this.

When that silence broke because suddenly I screamed loudly, where my eyes were glued to see two pairs of wide eyes look contrasting between the darkness. Even more terrible for a long time when the red eyeball shimmered and turned to look at me. I felt my breath stop because those eyes were like they were about to tear my body apart with a foreign power that I could hardly describe.

"Imp !" I shouted out loudly, asking someone to shoot those two pairs of red eyes.

   Agilely, Debby instantly unleashed four arrows, consecutively quickly snatching towards those two pairs of eyes.

"Dead you devil !" debbie swore when four arrows came off her bow. The combat power of a level one assistant knight, naturally brought a great impact over the shot of the girl's arrows

Tep - tep - tep sound of his arrows shot as fast as the wind, and fell right on target. White smoke came out as a sign that the creature was immediately killed by a bolt of arrows belonging to Debbie, a level one assistant knight.

   Seeing the death of the two Imps, another white fog like smoke appeared from within the darkness. Then when the white fog disappeared, there were more than ten imps or spirit beings whose bodies turned into real. Said one of the Imps with a terrifying resounding voice..

"You have disturbed the comfort of this place.

   Do you not know that these ancient ruins we will build into our place of worship and headquarters?

Seriate.

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