Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

Arthur glanced at him, feeling the need to kidnap this man and make him work for his purpose! He read many dark formations already, yet he couldn't implement what he read so far.

'I need to ask him about formations,' he decided.

"Your formation can't work without the help of my boys," Slone said, as the cold war between the master started to intensify. "The pols and runes you asked for are all prepared by my boys. I'm the best blacksmith master in the academy after all!"

"And I'm the strongest defensive master!" yet Otman refused to budge!

"And I'm the strongest master in offense!" Cesile had a fiery temper and she refused to let the two dominate the scene.

"And I'm your acting dean until your dean comes back! Can you stop acting childish in front of a child! Grow up and wait for your chances, they are soon to come."

His words stopped the about to escalate argument, while knowing this would be only temporary.

The main war will be conducted in front of the elder's council of the academy.

"This way," he said to Arthur while glancing at his followers, "you stay here and he will be back in a short time."

Arthur nodded to the silent group of his. Arthur gave them a warning glance when he came from the memory crystal, making them all silent and discrete.

Everyone here knew a thing or two about his deeds, and the main figures in the group knew more. Amelia was the most informative one, and so she was the most discrete and strict one; stressing upon all not to say a word!

Arthur went inside the building which seemed large from the outside. It was five stories high, yet when he went in he was surprised to find it formed of two levels only.

And they headed to the ground floor.

The place had five doors, and Mr. E just selected one of them where it led to a spacious room. "Go there and wait until I summon the council," he said to Arthur while disappearing with the rest through another door.

Arthur went in, where there were many seats on the ground, with many balconies overseeing a central empty platform from different levels. He knew this platform was the place he was supposed to be, yet he went to one of the seats and waited.

He wasn't lazy, as he was immersed in a debate with his system at the moment!

'I need to find another means to do that!'

'Ding! This is the only possible way right now. You can leave a clone here and go to the other world via your garden and star map. Then you can return using the portal guarded by your clone.'

'This… leaving a dragon in the academy dorms isn't wise!'

'Ding! I know, but it's the only way to keep the portal running. Or else the portal will vanish the moment you leave this world.'

'Tsk, it's not a good plan,' he complained, as he knew he would be busted at any moment.

'Ding! Then try to find out another mean.'

'You mean?'

'Ding! You seem to select a master, try to ask the masters about the ability to establish a link to this world.'

Arthur thought about this for a moment. 'They aren't that mean to me, yet it would be risky to expose my ability to go to that world.'

'Ding! You will be discovered sooner or later.'

'I know, but better later than sooner.'

'Ding! It's your call.'

'Tsk.'

Arthur wasn't sure about what he should do, yet he couldn't abandon what he made so far in his city. Each passing moment here without checking on things there seemed a loss; a great loss to him.

'The timing of coming here couldn't be any more perfect,' he complained.

Coming here this soon was expected, yet the time wasn't what he hoped for. He was already on the win move, and he wanted to press forward and secure his big win.

'Ding! Waiting a day or couple won't affect your progress so much,' the system said.

'I hope you are correct,' and Arthur sighed.

Arthur waited in this place for almost an hour. He was already impatient and quite nervous. If it was up to him, he would go directly to his dorm, close his doors and not see anyone for days after.

'Yet that would look suspicious,' he muttered.

"Creak!"

The next sound he heard was the sound of many doors opening. The balconies all had many people appearing at it; old and young. Yet they all glanced at him in the most curious way.

'Something seemed odd here,' he said to himself, and he was right in his guess.

This hour he passed here wasn't wasted in nothing, as the five masters argued in front of the elders about their right to make Arthur theirs.

This was the first thing they had to do; convince the council of elders with their right so they would be named in the final list Arthur would choose from.

And four were selected, as the fifth one didn't have any strong proof to support his claims. He was a swordsman, and Arthur never showed a sword around him either before getting to the academy or in the trials.

They even asked the help of the crystal which didn't see the times where Arthur used his bloody sword. So the decision was made after many debates, and four stood in front of Arthur right now on that platform.

As for him, he was asked to stand in front of the platform and wait.

"See, this is a rare occasion in the history of our academy," Mr. E stood in one balcony while saying these words, not to Arthur alone but to everyone else.

"A disciple has reached seventh grade in one go, making him quite valuable and a very good asset to us. He did extraordinary in the test as you saw. So, we will grant him the privilege of choosing more than one master according to his needs and desire."