Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

"We will head to other clans first, annexing their lands, adding their people to ours. We need to be rapid and swift, and you are all authorized to use any force needed to submit them all," he started saying after a long time of thinking.

"What shall we do with the already leaders of these clans?" Amelia asked, "Shall we accept them? or kill them all?" she added.

"We should kill them all, or else we might leave loose ends behind," Randy said, expressing his extreme opinion.

Arthur went silent for a moment. "Offer them to join us, if they agree from the beginning then we won't kill them, if they refuse then kill them all. We need to show mercy with ruthlessness, as these leaders had many loyal followers in their lands. Instigating these people's vendetta wouldn't be worth it, and it would be far more dangerous than few living clan leaders," he said, declaring his decision.

Others went silent, as Randy was still thinking they should kill them all, however the other two saw the point of Arthur's view to be quite interesting and wise.

"We will arrange it like this, during the next three days we will do a mass training course here, after that you three will lead an army each, then move towards each of the three clans, and span from there to the rest. I want to control the whole land here, here, and here in less than one week.

After ten days we will start attacking the white rabbit clan and the black raven behind it. we will have five days to wrap things up, then we will use the last day to arrange things here, then we will head towards the academy," he said, explaining in detail his plan, setting up their rules and their missions with the timeline given to them.

As he finished, Ron returned with a smile on his face telling everything about what he found.

"There is no big clan nearby, but I found a rather interesting thing here," he said, as he took out an old book, with tattered dusty cover, with parts already missing from it. "there was an academy near here, at this area exactly, and this academy long lost its prestige to the Dragonzire academy, but it's written here it had a hell of a huge history," he said, while pointing to a place in the map, lying in the heart of all these twenty four clans.

"An academy?! Here?! what's its name?" Omar exclaimed in surprise.

"It's called the dragonair's academy," Ron said.

Once Arthur heard the name, he felt some sort of a hidden truth being revealed slightly to him. He was a dragonair, something he didn't yet fully understand. Was it a coincidence to be transmigrated here, and there was such a place nearby?

He didn't believe in coincidences, so he stated out his decision:

"I will pay this place a visit personally, and you will act as I just instructed."

They nodded, while he looked to Ron and said:

"Go out there, to the whole villagers celebrating outside, and gather all those below thirty years of age, and want to be mages. I will start the tests now."

"Right away," Ron said, as he left the book behind.

Arthur then picked up that ancient looking book, and returned to his seat. The book name was about to fade away from time, and the pages were extremely yellow and pale, with the writing so hard to read.

But this didn't stop him from reading the book. It wasn't big, only fifty pages, with tales about that academy, once known as the crown jewel of the eastern magical forest.

He started to read it, and the more he read, the more doubtful he became. The book spoke about people who lived here, with many powers related to dragon lineage. It was written here that the dragons once lived here, married from humans, and many humans had their bloodlines in their veins.

However the dragon had unknown calamity, and they all disappeared. After that, the lineage started to grow weak, and sometimes it was broken. The academy was known to be based on the dragon bloodline, as those mages training there were known as 'Dragonair.'

Many tales were written, like legends, about how strong and invincible there were. They ruled the whole lands west to the forest, with many parts of the forest reigned under their rule.

Arthur finished reading the whole book, which didn't contain any useful information regarding the true teachings of dragonairs. He started to feel more confused, as all the tales spoke of one particular thing, the dragon acquisition of the body of the dragonairs.

He started to think about this theory, as the only logical explanation he had would be that he had the bloodline of the dragons, and he could, to some extent, stimulate it. that would lead to change of his physique, wrongly perceived as being possessed by dragons.

He recalled that vague experience he had, that venerable voice that spoke to him, and suddenly he started to have that old, familiar feeling, the feeling of standing on the doorsteps of a very shocking secret.

'I must go seek the truth myself,' he inwardly thought, as his desire to go and explore that place only grew stronger.

He checked the maps again, the location of this academy was amidst a valley inside one of the huge mountain series lining the distant west of here. He had a long journey of two days at least on foot, half a day if he used a flying pet.

'Why that venerable being didn't give me encounters on how to use this power then?' he didn't understand this point, though. Was that being thinking the legacy left by the dragons still existed in that academy? That was the only explanation he had.

He decided to wait for a couple of days here first, as he would test others and give Madly, Ron, and others clues about how to test the possibility of being a mage in any individual being tested.