Chapter 5: Unreadable Horoscope
Jean, who was patiently waiting outside the door, heard the abnormal sound, but he didn't rush inside. There was no killing intent or hidden attackers. The magician inside served the Hill family so he was loyal. It was normal for magicians to make strange sounds.
"It broke." Claire only said two words while looking at the crystal shards scattered on the floor.
"Yes, it broke," The middle aged man replied, still recovering from his shock.
Claire didn't speak another word, and instead, she waited for the man to recover. After a while, the middle aged man finally came to his senses and slowly reached in his robe and grasped for an object. This time he brought out a larger crystal ball and said, "One more time."
Just like before, the crystal ball exploded, and just like before, the middle aged man's jaw was about to fall off.nove(l)bi(n.)com
"Again?" Claire asked quietly. She understood that magic supplies were valuable and that the crystal balls were not cheap.
"No, no, no need, Miss." Shock first filled the middle aged man's eyes, then ecstasy. He even wanted to accept her as his disciple right away. Magic was always, of course, a magician's greatest asset, so they wouldn't teach just anyone. Yet, they don't wish to take their knowledge to the grave either. A way to transfer this knowledge would be to teach a disciple that they were satisfied with. Because talented candidates were so rare, there were even situations where magicians fought over prodigious disciples. Although the Sunrise Institute taught both Dou Qi and magic, it only taught the basics. At most, you could become a primary magician or primary warrior. If you wanted to go beyond that, you had to find a mentor. Only by becoming the disciple of a mentor could you gain more exquisite schooling. And this young girl was no less talented than the prodigy Lashia - no, maybe even better!
Although he really wanted to take her as his disciple, he knew that this was only his own fantasy. Not only did he need her to agree, he also needed Duke Gordan's approval. He was only a ** mage and not yet qualified to be the mentor of this girl in front of him.
"Miss, young Miss, please wait." The middle aged man had calmed down and then remembered he had to report to Duke Gordan first. "Miss, I'll first teach you how to sense the elements and then how to meditate."
"Are you talking about these small specks of light around me?" Claire pointed at the air.
The middle aged man was astonished. "Miss, you already can Sense the elements?"
"This book was very detailed. I already finished it last night." Claire took out the book that taught the basics of magic.
The middle aged man was shocked speechless. Finished yesterday?! She just started learning magic yesterday? But she could already sense the elements?!
"Then does Miss know the next step?" The middle aged man asked carefully.
When Emery walked out the door, the guard there, Jean was a bit flabbergasted. This dead faced magician never reacted to anything, but today his face was actually red and he seemed very emotional. What is happening?!
After Emery found Gordan in the military hall and finished his report in secret, Gordan initial reaction was shock."What did you say? Are you sure?" Then, he went happy beyond reason. If Lashia was a genius rarely seen in a hundred years, then Claire was a prodigy rarely seen in a millennium. This is a gift from the heavens to the Hill family! After feeling delighted, Gordan immediately understood why Emery personally came to report this in secret. Because of the Temple of Light! If the Temple of Light found out about Claire's talent, they would definitely think of every possibly way to recruit her to become one of them. She would then be brainwashed and become loyal to the Temple of Light. The relationship between the Temple of Light and the Royal family was subtle and delicate. The Hill clan absolutely could not let this future power join the Temple of Light. Gordan did not want his own granddaughter to be used against him.
"Your grace, every word is true." Emery nodded seriously.
"Very good, Emery, you did very well." Gordan happily patted Emery's shoulder. "Before Claire matures, this matter must not be spoken to anyone."
"Yes, sir." Emery nodded.
Gordan stroked his chin thoughtfully, pondered for a while, and then made a decision.
"Emery, you may go for now." Gordan finally came back to his senses and laughed while saying, "I will send men to replace the crystal balls that Claire broke."
"Oh, no, you shouldn't joke around, your grace." Emery waved his hand no, embarassed.
"Alright, you can go now. Tell Claire to wait for me in my study when I return at night." Gordan was clearly in a good mood, and patted Emery on the shoulder while laughing. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you get rewarded fairly."
On the east side of the capital in a magnificent building, a few people sat around a conference table made of white jade in a long and quiet room. Sitting at the head of the table was a kindly old man dressed in a white robe. Gold embroidery on the edges of the robe indicated that he was a member of the Temple of Light and also of high status too.
"How has it been coming along, any new findings??" The old man frowned slightly as he asked a person sitting close by. The person was in a white robe and with a beautiful womanly figure and had soft, straight, green hair that was so long it touched the floor. Her facial features were so fine they could make people gasp in admiration, but her eyes had no irises. Both of her entire eyes were ghostly white. Very strange.
"My holiness, there's been no progress." The strange green haired woman shook her head no.
"How come? You are the most powerful clairvoyant, but you can't find the person that the deity is looking for?" A person across the table asked impatiently.
"It's not that I'm not trying, but I can't seem to read the natal chart of the person." The strange green haired woman said with bitterness. It was first time her horoscope didn't work.
"Alright, alright, stop arguing." The pope sighed quietly. "The person that that deity is looking for must be unusual. We only need to send a decree to bring all the noteworthy people in the country here."
"There's no other way."
Everybody agreed.