The Ancient Genes

The arena was in shambles. Smoke and destruction marks from the battle were still pretty visible.

"This isn't the place for the Knight of House to interfere…" Argus said as he looked at Bayu.

"How can you say that after so many of our students were injured. One is even fighting for his life as we speak…." Bayu said as he slightly turned his hand towards Max giving a threatening glare.

It didn't seem that they were going to reach a solution at this rate any time soon.

Max looked at the guy giving him a dangerous feeling. There was definitely something up with this guy.

'Tempest….I don't think it's anything to do with the bloodline. Otherwise, I would have felt if from Tyler as well….' Max inwardly thought as he continued to observe the guy.

"This is the matter of members of the Disciplinary Committee…..its the others who have interfered in it. I refrain you from making any rash decisions, Head Bayu, you wouldn't be trying to interfere with committees work..now would you?" Argus further spoke as he looked at him.

Bayu looked at him and his eyes remained calm, "It's probably best if I take it in from here, you should know what would happen later…."

"Only people who have done wrong fear the consequences, I assume you failed to determine the right and wrong here…." Argus replied as he looked at him.

Max looked at him with blank eyes. Argus had a strong ideology but he was wrong. The weak feared the strong, it didn't matter whether they were wrong or right.

Max too didn't want to get himself done just because of this... he was already thinking what could possibly happen to him in this scenario.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, several figures appeared in the arena. They were the Academy guards. Most of them were affiliated with the Association but served under the Academy.

To be precise, the borders and the institutions like these fell under the jurisdictions of the Association while the Union handles the matters in the city.

"You all are coming with us," the captain of the squad said as he looked at the people in the arena.

"Where are you taking them? This is the internal matters of the Academy…." Argus said with a frown.

"I am sorry, Sir, but the damage has already crossed the prescribed limit. The authority over this case no longer lies with the Academy but the Association…" the man said as he recognised Argus as the grandson of the Headmaster.

Max knew that this was going in a different direction now. He slightly turned his head trying to find his spear. He had just got it, losing it would be a big blow to him. Luckily for Max, the spear was lying under the rubbles. It seems that it was thrown aside after removing it from Victor's chest.

Max quietly used his spirit energy and retrieved the spear back into his spirit world. It was good to have it with him, he never knew when the time for action would come.

Argus who has heard the person frowned and turned to look towards the cabin, 'What are you planning?'

The old man sitting inside smiled as he looked at the scene. It was true that on the surface, he didn't have much control. But, were the Ancient Families weak?

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Mage Association, Capital Orca.

"What do you mean? What were the instructors doing?!!'' the mage king shouted as he heard the matter from his assistant and slammed his desk in anger.

"Bang!"

The desk had been made with special ore to endure the mage king's hand after a dozen or so sacrifices.

"Sir, I have received the footage….." the assistant said as he played the footage.

The mage king's face continued to darken as he looked at the live broadcast which had been done earlier.

"Just how could they let this happen?" The mage king mumbled in anger again. He had carefully planned it over a long term to broadcast the competition and shift people's attention to this from the other negativity….

But, what now, he hoped that it wouldn't affect his plan much….

He wanted to show a passionate and good-spirited fight and not something brutal….

"Get the Video down and prepare a report on people's reaction..."

"Yes, Sir. I am onto it…." the assistant said.

"Who were the two fighting? And what about the other students who joined?' The mage king suddenly asked.

"The two fighting were Max Arkansas, a student from Arcane, there isn't anything unique about him. It's just he has a talent for smithing….and has a fighting ability of second class among youth..."

The assistant was suddenly interrupted by the Mage King, "What is wrong with your eyes, there is nothing unique about him? A blacksmith fighting like that….and you say it's nothing special?"

The Assistant's eyes widened as he suddenly realised the fact…..even though they only considered first class as the true strength, something like this was not everyday occurrence. People like this would grow to become strong pillars in the future and here the student wasn't even a mage.

Obviously it was assuming that the growth like this would continue and it was not the full potential of the person.

'Max? Where did I hear it?' The Mage king through inwardly finding the name to be familiar.

"Continue…" the Mage King said as he looked at the files of the approaching Arcane raid. It had almost been a year and they still couldn't get the city back. The density of the beast had increased quite a bit and started to pose a challenge for them now..

"The other person involved in the fight was Victor Edwinson…a second class and a known genius with quite a bit history in the house.....he suffered a serious injury and is in critical conditions as of now….as for the rest.." The assistant said and then continued to say the names of other people involved.

The Mage King finally put the documents down and sighed. Why did all the younger generation have to be involved in this? Well, what was he supposed to say, even his own son's name came up on it...

"Just who is this kid? Is he getting support from one of the Houses? How can he not know how things work? Even though courage is one thing, this is recklessness…. Edwinson House won't let it go….besides we can't make a neutral house upset at this stage…." the Mage King frowned as he thought about it. Things weren't looking good for them, he had even recently received a report that the Oven's House had made secret contacts with all the other Houses on Association's side. He didn't know what was going on, he just couldn't afford to let his guard down at this moment...

"Sir, it doesn't seem he has the backing of any of the houses…." the assistant replied.

"Just leave that then, what was the reason for the battle…." the Mage King asked.

"It's seemed to be a practice match on the surface, but rumors say otherwise…."

"Oh? And what is that?" The Mage King asked as he continued to look at the document.

"Umn…" the assistant hesitated as he looked at the source once again….he wouldn't die after saying it right?

"What's wrong?" The Mage King raised his head and asked. "What is it?"

"The rumors say that he s-s..s..spanked Mage King's Daughter and the Young Lady from Edwinson House…."

"Bang!"

The desk made of special ore was instantly broken apart by Mage King's hand scaring the Assistant to death.

The Mage King had a terrified look on his face as he smiled, "Good, let's sentence him to death…"