The Child of Love and Hatred C3
Original novel by Gwenis (Optimized Laziness)
Lion, the teacher, Ms. Fox and the others former students were standing in
front of a huge door. It was around 10 meters tall and gave off a sturdy yet
magnificent feeling. Behind it stood a huge facility composed of a dozen buildings
and a great castle at the center. It was the Royal Academy of Swordhold. Rumored
the best academy of the whole Continent, it nurtured most of the most outstanding
heroes and politicians of the last centuries. The Academy was renowned for its
powerful and quick-witted teachers and their students carefully selected.
Krone muttered with the same airheaded face she always had. “It’s been
already 10 years since all of this began, huh…” The other otherworlders heard her
and agreed. Farah added: “I hope those two lovebirds are doing well, we haven’t
had the occasion to meet them.” Everyone nodded again while the door wings then
opened and the little group took its first step toward the seven years of studying
and training that awaited them.
A cell illuminated by a dim red light. A body hanging shackled to an odd
looking pentagram. It is covered in scars, some ancient, and some fresh with blood.
Red, black and white mana is flowing out of him, frantically by the magic circle.
Unable to stay awake because of the lack of mana, his soul falls again in deep
slumber, swallowing its anger.
Two years had passed and today, Mr. Palareff, an outstanding
archmage as well as an excellent magic theory teacher brought a new subject to
“You all have now learned and experimented enough about magic to allow
me to introduce to you this little friend.” With a smile, he showed a crystallized red
stone, the size of a fist. The students opened their eyes wide with curiosity. “You all
know that magic is scarce in this harsh world, except for some gifted beings, it is
impossible to fire random powerful magic without considering their huge mana
consumption.” He readjusted his glasses. “This, is a mana stone. Whether they are
extracted from dead monsters of forming naturally over time in the wilderness,
they are the most cherished friend of any battle mage. You can absorb the mana
that fills them to the brim and thus cast more spells and support your colleagues
fighters.” All students were leaning forward, paying all their attention to the
The face of the teacher grew darker. “Because of their usefulness and their
price, a lot of not so honest merchants and of course the black market found more
or less efficient ways to extract mana from living beings. So I warn you. If you
don’t want to indirectly contribute to the woe of some poor illegally owned slave,
don’t buy the cheap ones.” The classroom was assailed by a dead silence. Mr.
Palareff continued with cough. “Anyway, today I’m here to give you your first
stones and quickly show you how to absorb their power. Well, it’s probably the
easiest thing you had to do ‘till now aside from writing your names in your exams
copies.” He smiled wryly. “Ah! And one last thing. The red ones are from monsters
while the blue are from the wilderness. The purity of the stone indicates its power
and if you ever stumble upon a white or black one, it’s from one of the humanoid
slaves that I mentioned earlier.”
He then handed to each of the 35 top notch students a little bag filled with
tiny but powerful mana stones.
When Farah got her share, she opened the pouch without hesitation and
used her gift Appraisal Lord on all of the translucent looking crystals inside. One of
them caught her attention. Slightly bigger than the others, its appearance was a mix
of different colors. Black, red and a filthy looking white intertwined each other,
giving off an oppressive air and its surface was rougher, more aggressive than the
others. But more importantly, its energy kind of reminded her, albeit way stronger,
of the one she felt from the child at the appraisal ceremony. She felt oddly nostalgic
and decided to conserve it even after it was emptied.
Farah and his group of friends as well as Yukina and Kyle were strolling in
the city. It was a sunny Sunday and they were taking some good time during the
summer break. Tall buildings were surrounding them.
Suddenly reminded that the evening was coming with giant footsteps, they
hurried back to the point where they agreed to meet with Lion, Lyann and Logan.
They were late so they chose to increase their pace by taking some back-alley, being
confident in the fact that a group of four girls and one guy wouldn’t be harassed by
some old fashioned band of thugs.
“Dat’s some pretty girls ya have there!” Well, they were wrong. Three guy,
perfect clichés of your ol’ good city scum, addressed them. Without particularly
minding them, the little group continued its route without slowing down its pace.
“Oy brat, don’t ya dare ignore us! Ya can share with us ya know. Spoiled
brats are really pissing me!” The group tensed up and Kyle stopped and looked
behind his shoulder.
“There is no need to insult my comrades you know?” “Bah, they are just
bitches that you hired! Gimme dat one and my buddies and myself will not beat
you to shit.” The thug spitted that and pointed in direction of Yukina, his fellows
Kyle squinted his eyes but replied nothing and urged the others to leave
now. He really wanted to beat them but he knew that these feelings that he had the
rare times he fought were sweetly dangerous and he wanted to avoid them by
taking a non-violent stance.
One of the men grabbed the wrist of Yukina and started to drag her. “Let
her go.” Kyle groaned, quickly losing his cool headedness. Her instinct told Farah
that something big was happening and she backed a few steps away with Krone
“Let her fucking GO!” Finally losing his calm, Kyle ran back and punched in
the stomach as hard as he could the guy that held Yukina. The poor guy fell on his
butt, desperately struggling to catch his breath. Kyle never took martial arts lessons
or anything else that prepares for combat but he somehow knew how to hit, and
badly. The one that called them earlier and looked like the leader grabbed some
knife before rushing at Kyle. The later launched a devastating kick in the nuts of
the leader that collapsed with a disgusting wet sound. Kyle took the knife in a
reverse grip and took a fighting stance, desperately trying to not shoving it in the
innards of the man writhing in pain.
Feeling that the tables were somehow turned against them, the bunch of
thug fled how they could. They felt that they poked at a monster that shouldn’t
have been awaken.
Lost in his anger, his sight was blurred by a fictive blood, Kyle was frantically
trying to control himself. Then he felt a soft hand that laid on his shoulder and
calmed down. After looking at who it was, he saw Yukina. She smiled at him so
brightly that it seemed that all the stars were in her face and said: “Thank you.”
Teeth clenched tightly more by habit than real need to hold back the pain.
‘Do you want to go back to this blessed time?” A low rumbling voice echoed.
“… I… can’t.”
And slumber engulfed him back.