Chapter 608 Avoiding You
Archer chuckled but agreed with Teuila. He said his goodbyes to the girls who made their way to the classes while Aeris remained seated.
Lioran was the next to leave with Nalika and Leonora, who said they'd meet him later. Once they were gone, Aeris asked in a curious voice. ''Arent you going to train Arch?''
''No. I have to limit myself to the Master Rank to have fun, and I already know my way around a greatsword, so no need to train for now.''
The black-haired boy nodded and was going to speak, but more people approached, and when Archer saw them, his eyes widened as if they were his siblings. Not the ones who made his life hell but the innocent ones who couldn't do anything to help even if they wanted to.
Kestria, the brown-haired human, was Janna's daughter. Dara bore a striking resemblance to the green-haired woman, sharing the same hair color, but she inherited their father's green eyes.
They gazed at him with smiles that concealed a mixture of regret and longing. Archer shifted his attention to the two boys, who seemed a couple of years younger than him. They were his full brothers, sharing the same mother.
Viden possessed their mother's black hair but had their father's green eyes. On the other hand, Ryn had their mother's blue eyes paired with their father's brown hair.
Archer watched all four of them before motioning for them to sit down as the dining room emptied. Kestria looked at him with a smile. ''Hello, big brother. I hope you've been well.''
''I've been fine, thank you. Are you guys looking forward to the tournament?'' He asked the group.
Viden and Ryn nodded with excitement. The brown-haired boy was the first to talk. ''Big brother. My classmates and Professor say you will be the winner of the Arcane Tournament. Are you going to use your dragon form there?''
Archer laughed as he shook his head. ''No, little brother. I'm limiting myself so I can fight at the Master Rank to make it fun.''
''Make it fun? Do you understand what this tournament means? Why fight at a disadvantage?'' Dara spoke in a surprised voice
''Well, big sister. There's no fun overpowering people my age when I can enjoy myself and hopefully learn something from this by fighting at their rank.'' Archer replied.
Dara blinked and then giggled. ''Well, that does make sense. How have you been?''
Before answering, Archer turned to Aeris and asked. ''Do you want something to drink?''
The black-haired boy nodded with a smile. Archer turned to his four siblings and offered the same, which they all accepted. He got up and walked over to the counter to grab six drinks for them all.
While he was gone, Kestria turned to Aeris and inquired with curiosity brimming in her green eyes. ''Have you been brothers friend for long?''
He shook his head. ''No, we met yesterday and became friends.''
Archer's sisters nodded, and not long after that, Archer returned and placed the drinks on the table before asking. ''Are the others here?''
Dara sighed. ''Yes, our other siblings are on board but are avoiding you. But don't worry about them. They are hateful and are jealous of you.''
When he heard the green-haired girl's comment, he laughed as Kestria spoke. ''Congratulations on your fiance's, big brother. They are so beautiful.''
''I heard you're marrying Aunt Sia. Is this true?'' Ryn asked while spotting Archer's tail swaying behind him.
Archer grinned as he answered. ''Yes. Sia and I are together.''
Ryn's eyes widened before Viden questioned. ''Don't you think it's wrong that you took our aunt as a lover?''
''No. Why would I? Dragons do it all the time.'' He answered his younger brother.
Kestria laughed before the older girl spoke. ''When we were still in the Mistwood Duchy, the guards said they'd never seen Aunty smile like she has done since being with you.''
''Yeah, the grandmother said the same thing,'' He revealed.
After that, they continued to talk for a while, and Ryn looked at the crystal that Archer was playing with and asked. ''Do you like history, brother?''
He looked at the brown-haired boy before answering. ''Yes. I find it interesting. Why?''
''Have you heard about the Battle of the Black Flags that happened near an island off the north coast of the Avidia Continent a few years back?''
Archer shook his head, causing Ryn's smile to brighten as he took a dozen crystals and passed them to him while speaking. ''These are the accounts of the generals and leaders of both sides. Some other crystals show recent battles on different continents that you might like.''
When taking the crystal, he grew curious and asked. ''How do you get these?''
''There's a store in Starfall City near Market Street that sells them, brother. Do you want to buy some?'' Ryn grinned.
''Yeah. I'll buy some when we're back from the tournament.''
After speaking, Archer looked at the two girls who were smiling at him. He grew curious and asked. ''Why do you want to have a relationship with me?''
When Dara and Kestria heard this, they had sad expressions before the green-haired girl revealed. ''You're our brother. We didn't see you as a burden or even troublesome. You never did anything to hurt anyone but still got bullied.''
''I want to know the only big brother who has been nice to me, except Oswyn,'' Kestria spoke while Viden and Ryn nodded in agreement.
Archer smiled before taking out four white dragon tokens and handing one to each while explaining. ''Send mana into them when college ends, and I'll meet you there. You can chill out in the domain with the girls.''
Dara and Kestria beamed while the two boys got excited, causing Archer to chuckle. But the four siblings jumped up and told him they had the Homeroom Professor, which he waved away.
Once they were gone, Aeris commented. ''You're good with them even when you have no reason to be.''
''The four of them were never horrible to me. They, and my older brother Oswyn, were the only ones who cared but couldn't do anything because of our parents.''
Aeris nodded before he spoke. ''Well, Arch. I'm going to take a nap. I'll see you soon.''
He looked at the black-haired boy to respond as he walked away. ''Okay, Aeris. Take care.''
Once Archer was alone, he stood and returned to his room to chill on the balcony. While walking down the corridors, he bumped into the rabbit demi-human girl Eveline, who was wiping sweat off her face with a towel.
When noticing him, the rabbit girl beamed and walked over. He seized the moment to observe her. With snow-white hair framing two lengthy rabbit ears, Eveline possessed the body of a seasoned warrior, displaying impressive muscles despite her youth.
Clad in a training outfit that clung to her sweating form, her brown skin shimmered beneath the layer of sweat.
''Wyldheart! I saw ya dive off the mana ship when the undead dragons appeared, and it was amazing! Can we fight after the tournament?''
Archer shook his head and looked into her crimson eyes before answering. ''Of course, rabbit. I would love to see what you can do.''
A big smile appeared on Eveline's pretty face. After this, she handed over a small disc and explained. ''We can talk through this. I need to wash up, but we can meet another time if ya like.''
Archer agreed with a nod as he put the communication device in his Item Box before saying farewell to the girl. ''Speak later, rabbit. Enjoy your bath.''
He proceeded to his room after walking for ten minutes before sprawling on his bed. He considered what to do but could not come up with any ideas, so he decided to chill on the balcony.
The weather wasn't so bad outside, but the dark clouds spoke otherwise. Archer looked over the railings to see waves crashing against the coast. When he saw the landscape, it was covered in snow and looked like a winter wonderland.
That's when he remembered the crystal Lioran gave him and decided to see how his grandfather got his title of the Butcher of Moonshadow Grove. He sent mana into it, and soon, he felt like he had been transported to a lush grassland.
A lone figure stood against the backdrop of the city lights, cradling a badly injured dragon-kin woman in his arms. The man's form was massive, standing at an imposing seven feet tall, with a muscular build that spoke of unmatched strength.
From a distance, he recognized the familiar shock of white hair atop the man's head – his grandfather, Albert Silverthorne.
In Albert's arms lay Mia Silverthorne, the dragon-kin woman, her form battered and bruised. She bore an uncanny resemblance to Sia, wearing flowing witch's robes that billowed in the evening breeze.
Her black hair was cut short, framing her face in a way that mirrored Sia's elegance. He realized that his Sia was the spitting image of Mia, which was no surprise to him.
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