Supreme Ruler: Reincarnated as the Emperor's Bastard Son

[Kya!]

Draco let out a cry of excitement and amazement.

Ashoka wondered how many times Draco had been astonished already. According to a quick calculation, it was over 20 times during the past hour.

"Are you that happy, Draco?"

Draco in his astral form turned his head back and stared at Ashoka.

[Is that even a question, brat? I can finally get out of this boring and stuffy place! And it's tomorrow!]

Three years have passed since Ashoka took first place in the trainee knight selection.

The three years went by in a flash.

Ashoka had countless more things he wanted to learn and practice, so he would've loved to stay for a few more years, but the rule of tempest manor don't allow anyone who is above the age of 10 to reside there, so he had to leave despite his consent.

'He's right. Up until the day I met him down here, I also found every day boring as hell in this castle.'

Despite wanting to stay there, Ashoka also find it very boring.

He had graduated from Cain's combat lessons 10 days ago with his instructor's recognition, and he had achieved the progress that he wanted in other skills too.

Ashoka also managed to learn the <Supreme Darkness manipulation> technique.

It was a marvelous skill as he expected.

Not only did the skill improve his control over the Umbra mana, he was also able to move the mana outside of his body in the form of darkness.

It may not seem all that powerful at first but there were countless uses for the skill.

He could use it to blind the enemies, cover himself in darkness when need to go stealth and many more, in short, it was an amazing skill.

Although his mastery over the skill was very low, the fact that he learnt the skill on his own while reading the manual in itself was amazing.

However, the boy in question was still not satisfied.

'I wanted to reach at least one-circle in mana heart and 3-star in the aura before leaving the manor… Oh well, I guess I was being too impatient.'

He was, indeed being impatient. Even in the entire world's history, there was not a single individual who had gained such powers at the age of ten.

The training for the mages itself was very difficult but wanting to learn both magic and sword was very ambitious.

'Stay calm. Don't rush. My achievements so far are already impressive enough. If the world knew about my powers, everyone would treat me like an unprecedented genius.'

Today was 13th in the month of the dragon, 314th year in the calendar of Chronos.

Tomorrow, the royal guardian knights would arrive to escort Ashoka back to the Royal palace.

Ashoka wanted to take part in the next knight selection exam that would be happening in three months but since he couldn't stay in the tempest manor, he had to come back here after three months.

He had already bid farewell to others.

Tish seemed like a sad puppy left alone in the rain while Paul didn't stop crying saying things like he couldn't stay away from Ashoka.

Ahmed was rather disappointed hearing that Ashoka was leaving the tempest manor even though he tried not to show it.

As for Sudhatta, he was going to be coming with Ashoka so there was no need for farewells.

[I was so tired of the training food that I was afraid that my tongue would paralyze]

Ashoka smirked mischievously as he took out a two bottle from the cloth bag that usually held his notebooks.

The sound of glass bottles striking against each other instantly drew the attention of Draco.

[Those bottles! Don't tell me…! Is that alcohol?!]

He asked in surprise.

"Yep. Since today's our last day here, I stole some without letting my nanny know."

[So you do have some humanity left in you, kid! My time spent educating you was worth it. Hahaha!!]

"what the hell did you even educate me in?"

[Leave the small matters aside, hurry and drink that wine, let this monarch have a taste if it]

Ashoka grinned as he watched the desperate dragon.

"Okay, okay, but I need a favor in return"

[What....? are you trying to negotiate with me right now?]

"It is only fair that we trade equally"

[Hmm...Indeed, this monarch was known for his righteousness even in the past, so what do you want?]

"Teach me Dragon magic"

[What!? Brat! do you even know what you are asking for? and you want me to teach you dragon magic for just a bottle of alcohol? Do you think I am a fool?]

"You don't want it then?"

Ashoka waved the bottles in front of Draco's astral form as he asked.

[Ahem!...One per month]

"What...?"

[One bottle from the month and I will teach you the basics of Dragon magic]

"Deal!"

Ashoka smiled as he agreed to Draco's deal.

He was such an easy dragon to manipulate.

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The next day, around lunchtime, two knights from the Royal palace came to the tempest manor.

There were fewer escorts compared to the time when the bully bothers left the manor, but both escorts were 7-star knights this time around.

"Young Master, you must steel yourself now. From here on out, your every desire won't be fulfilled. It will be difficult for me to cook you all the time too…"

Hema spoke in a solemn tone as she stared directly into Ashoka's eyes.

"The royal palace won't be as tranquil and peaceful as our days here. You must keep that in mind."

Ashoka's days at the Storm Castle were rarely tranquil and peaceful due to his constant training sessions, but he adjusted his attitude to the serious atmosphere.

"I know. Don't worry, Hema. I'll keep that in mind."

Besides, he doubted the royal palace would be more crowded that the 7th magic tower where he lived as a child.

"I will faithfully assist you to the best of my abilities out there, Young Master. Well then, let us go."

"Guardian Knights Ram and Karan greet Young prince Ashoka. The two of us will safely escort you to the royal palace."

The knights from the royal palace politely saluted the young boy.

A steel, horse-drawn carriage was waiting for them at the bottom of the mountain.

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