If this was true, and he believed it was, then inside the academy he would be just a normal disciple. He didn't want to be so, as he wanted to access the hidden records of the academy, something he was sure wasn't available to anyone there.
"As for the contest that is about to be held soon, it's in two weeks not one first. Secondly, it's a one month contest that mages from all over the academy can take part in. Many mages will flood there, and the competition will always be messy and hard.
There, a master will supervise the whole competition, and he or she will give you all a single quest, to kill a certain number of monsters in the one month time, or sometimes it's related to some hidden treasure or even scout an unknown place.
The theme would change every year, based on the goal set by the academy. You have to achieve the required goal to be eligible to join the academy, then you need to do more if you want your position in the academy to be higher."
Her words made him realize how simple it was. It was a mere strength competition against time. "What about the location of the contest?" he asked.
"It's different each time," she said, "but sometimes it would be in the forbidden part of the forest, and other times it would be in pocket worlds discovered by the academy," she added.
"Pocket worlds?" the word piqued his interest once he heard it. this word was common back in his cultivation life, and so he asked about it.
"Yes, there are many hidden worlds with gates to them, known as pocket worlds here," she said, "each world has its own characteristics, with many considered huge as this world," she added, trying to explain this term to him, thinking he knew nothing about it.
He went in silence, as this was strangely similar to his past life. many things here were similar, and he suddenly recalled the words related to the dragons.
'So, this world is, after all, a pocket world, not the main one?' he thought to himself, as this was the conclusion he reached after thinking about it.
The rest of the journey went in silence, as there was a small distance separating them from returning to the camp. Arthur's wounds were healing with themselves, as if his body had strong healing powers.
He was glad to notice that, as if he wanted to wait until his wounds would be healed, it would take forever for him then.
The moment he returned to the camp, he found everyone was already awake, looking for him everywhere in teams searching the woods. Just as he spotted one of those teams, a bird's wing kicked in, as Amelia was worried, again, on him.
"I'm not a little child, you know!" he muttered as he was slightly annoyed with Amelia's excessive worry about him. He could take care of himself, and he didn't want her to be this worried at all.
He simply replied to her, telling her he was already here. The moment he entered the camp with many patrol squads, everyone stopped what they were doing and came to check on him.
This simple, natural, gesture from everyone made the nearby Noura understand how important he was to them. she knew no tyrant leader would enjoy such treatment, but she didn't feel much about it.
After all, she also enjoyed the same treatment from her mages, and that wasn't something to feel much impressed about.
"You are finally back," Iman said, as she glanced, like everyone else, over Noura, "and I see she had already surrendered to you."
This word made the face of Noura flush, with some rage not shyness, however she said nothing. After all, this was the simple way to describe this matter.
"She and her grandfather have surrendered to me, let's prepare then for the incoming mages," he said, as he looked briefly towards the Silver Falcon, whose face showed his discontent about it.
Arthur sighed, as this mage really loved fighting so much. If not for his hatred and vengeance with the academy, he would be an ace in his team there.
"Good, we will prepare everything," Madly said, as she started to organize everyone here, to make things ready for welcoming the incoming mages.
"Randy, you will help Madly in this," Arthur said, as he looked at Omar next, "and now bring me the mages for the coupling process."
He had already made villagers absorb the monsters' vital organs, and now it was time for him to make them have their inner demons. "How are you feeling now?" he asked Iman, while walking with his big aides towards the place made for coupling.
"This way you used is very unique, it greatly helped me a lot. Do you intend to cure me in this way?" she asked, with her sparkling eyes, as her energy got replenished a lot, and her soul injuries started to be partly healed.
She wasn't in grave danger like before.
"No," he shook his head, "I will use another method," he added, without explaining anything else.
She didn't ask for more, as she silently watched him with the others as he started the process of monster coupling with the current mages.
His own reserve of monsters were depleting at a very fast pace, but in return he had acquired thousands of new mages, who would grow next year when he came back to be his strong foundation for his ambitious plan.
He knew when he went to the academy, he would plan everything there for his next moves based on the info he would gather. The simple rule of the academy not interfering in any matters outside its walls was very convenient for him, as he could plan whatever he wanted without fearing of the academy retaliation.
The moment he finished the coupling, he left the mages sleeping there, and headed back to the big tent. He now had one more week to prepare before heading to the academy, and he needed time to make all preparations done here.
He entered the tent with his main mages, as they sat around the table like before. Madly and Randy had already finished their preparations, as they made sure there were enough tents for the incoming army of mages.
And now, it was time for the grand plan to be fully explained, and roles to be distributed among them, plus the main topic of selecting those who would come with him to the academy.
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