Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

Arthur looked in question to her, so she added, "he had a personal grudge with the academy, members of the academy raided his village and killed his parents, then his bigger sister took care of him for years before she was also killed on the hands of members of the academy," she explained, thinking this might stop Arthur from seeking him.

"Interesting indeed," Arthur leaned back, to sit comfortably on the seat, while thinking about this white falcon. One like him would be considered a hidden gem in his own terms, and he didn't find it contradictory to add a mage with personal vendetta with the academy.

After all, he had his own plan for him, for the future.

Just before Arthur could speak, a bird wing appeared out of thin air, as Omar read it before it finally burnt down.

"He agrees," Omar said with a smile getting wider on his face, "he also asks if this offer is limited to him, or to other guild branches in the vicinity as well? And finally he asks about the possibility for you to establish a branch of the hunter guild here, and this branch, if established, will be the one related to this agreement."

Arthur knew Omar's thoughts were the closest to reality, and he appreciated that vision of him. "Tell him to come today and establish the guild here if he wants, but he shouldn't take a long time to come, I have a tight schedule, you know," Arthur said, expressing his warm welcome to such a golden opportunity.

He was in a very good mood, as he watched Omar receive another message from the guild leader expressing his approval, and saying he would come tomorrow at top with many others.

Arthur knew he would wait for the other two guilds to come with him, so the new branch would be established at once.

"What do you think of the best place to establish the guild branch?" he asked, as he was hesitating to make it at the primitive market of grandpa Regil.

"I think the village beside the forest would be the best place to establish a branch there," Randy said, and the two others nodded agreeing on his words.

"If so, then we need to do a lot of work at this village," Arthur said, as he knew that village wasn't enough to hold an important bounty hunter guild branch and all the mages belonging to it.

"I can go and observe the work there, but I will need ten days at least to finish," Omar said, as he looked to Arthur in hesitation. He knew Arthur had plans for him, so he just said that in a suggestive way.

"Hmm…" Arthur said, as he thought about what Omar just said, "you can go and return in three days. if any of the rogue mages come, I will send them to aid you. Also take this," he then went towards a small table with some scrolls on it. he wrote an order, and then sealed it with the clan head seal, and handed the scroll to Omar. "You can ask anyone to help, including those outside celebrating already," he said, gesturing to him to move.

"I will do my best," Omar said, as he took the paper, and then moved outside the place.

"Is it wise to start building and sending part of our forces away from here?" Amelia asked, as she was already worried of the black raven clan retaliation.

"Don't worry," Arthur smiled an evil smile, "if the black raven attacked, then I will be really glad they did take such a move," he vaguely replied, in a way that made Amelia and Randy think they misunderstood his intentions, completely.

In fact Arthur agreed to send Omar away for that reason. He wanted to appear weak, unorganized, and stressed out by time and the quests he needed to do before welcoming the new guild branch here.

The news would travel fast, and the black raven clan would be notified, one way or another, by the alliance and the sudden cooperation between the leader of the guild and him, so they would try to either hit him now, or wait for later due to attack him.

If he had to choose, then he would have chosen now. He wasn't prepared, but they were also unprepared. He had many advantages now, many of his secrets were hidden, and his enemy didn't know them yet.

So, fighting them now would be most appropriate for him, but he also knew this had a very slim chance of occurring, as such a clan wouldn't be this reckless in making its decision.

What a regret, he thought, if his enemy was another mediocre clan, things would have ended in another simpler way.

He just sighed, as he couldn't decide for them, and he couldn't march to attack them, as this would be the last resort to choose, and he needed to be more prepared for it.

"Let's go outside," he said, as it was time for the youths of the clan to be tested. The meat test was just a start up for them, as anyone with any potential within him would feel the changes brought by the meat.

Once they returned to Ron, Arthur was delighted to find over half of the villagers who moved to take the test passed it, standing on the right side of him.

That was even higher than his wildest imagination, one third, that was the highest number he had thought of.

"They are all who passed the test," Ron said, welcoming Arthur, "I finished in no time, but there are still many who are coming answering the call Madly and the others are spreading everywhere," he added, as there was still many groups coming into the wide garden, to take the test.