The Golem Mage

44  Blood Moon Coming.

“Arrrgh! What do you mean he didn’t even get to fight?, Why didn’t he fight?” The Gordon’s patriarch threw a tantrum, behaving very childishly in that moment.

“Old man, it wasn’t my fault. It was just that the genius of the other families and clans weren’t even able to force him out, All it took was Brandon to wiped the smirks off the arrogant faces of the younger generation leaders of the other families and clans” Draco said with pride as his eyes started shining with stars, when he mentioned Brandon .

“Incompetent runts,” the patriarch cursed.

“I would like to bring that Brandon boy under my tutelage, I’m sure he would grow to become a pillar for the Clan,” Draco said.

“Hahaha, you want to steal someone from Alec?, Well, go ahead. But you should know he and that Arthur boy train with Alec and are always together, like the three musketeers, so be ready to get the full package” the patriarch said.

“Erm, I don’t really know, but I just guessed their relationship was quite close, that’s all,” Draco said.

“Well, you are hopeless, Will my wish never be answered?, I sent that boy to the banquet in the hope that a very strong genius would be there to defeat him.”

“Even if I know he is ridiculously strong, I still hoped that there would be someone there to challenge him. At least I would be okay if he lost his title of strongest king among the younger generations in this city, that they always call him,” the patriarch continued with his complaints.

“Ohhh, you wanted him to lose?”

Draco asked, the question marks filling his mind, as he thought of who would want their grandchild to lose just because they were strong?

And the fact that the man kept in touch with his grandson’s nickname was sickening, even to Draco.

“That’s because I want him to come to me for advice. He’s always been acting like a lone wolf ever since he became a mage, and he grew so fast.”

“ How am I supposed to brag in the future that I taught him what he knows?, He forgot about me so quickly after he awaken his magic powers, He has even forgotten about me,” the patriarch complained once again. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ ɴovᴇl_Firᴇ.ɴet

Draco finally realized what was happening here. The old man felt that his grandson’s ego was too much, given his strength, and believed that if he lost once, he might come to him for advice.

But since Alec has never lost to anybody, it only added to the patriarch’s misery.

An stubborn old man who wanted to guide his grandson but was too proud to take him in as a disciple. Instead, he preferred his grandson to come to him.

“Stop making so much noise like a small baby. Aren’t you too old to be behaving like this?, In fact, you should be celebrating, the fact the clan now has...”

“A certified genius that would help us rise further, But you’re just dead set on him losing,” the grand elder scolded the patriarch, making him shut up.

“You can leave now,” the Grand Elder said to Draco.

Draco bowed before making his way out, leaving only the Patriarch and the Grand Elder together.

“Now let’s talk about serious matters, shall we?, Who do you think is confident enough to try to assassinate our kids?” the Grand Elder questioned.

“Well, for starters, we know they are not from this city, but it is clear they were hired. But who would have that much hatred to eliminate some younglings? I just don’t get it.”

“I think someone got jealous of Alec. Even if he is low-key and never acted pompous, but this only fuelled their will to get rid of him instead.”

“I even have a feeling that it was done by someone from the city, trying to cut our roots by eliminating our younger generations,” the Grand Elder explained.

“And why would anyone do that?, They are just kids. I swear, all this political stuff tires me out. That’s why you were made grand elder by father, to help the family handle situations like this,” the Patriarch complained, arms wide.

“Well, don’t you know that, the abilities of the younger generation are vital for the continued prosperity of any clan.”

“ So our younger generation being so great and full of talents can only incite jealousy,” the Grand Elder explained.

“I give up, totally!” the patriarch said.

“What a thug! You and Draco are the same. All you know how to do is fight, fight, and fight, leaving all the decision making and schemes to me. Useless!” the Grand Elder said, shaking his head.

He looked at his brother, who was walking to the door, still conflicted about whether to ask him or not. But before he could say anything, the patriarch beat him to it.

“Old Fourth will soon be back from his mission, What do you think he will do when he finds out his only grandson, Brandon, didn’t become a spear wielding mage?” the patriarch said, sighing.

“Who knows, but one thing is certain, He is going to love Alec. Both of them have the same attitude, and Alec is reported to have been seen using the spear few times, I just hope he comes back safely,” the Grand Elder replied.

“You know the blood moon is five days from now, and from what I heard, it’s a minimum danger Mid Tier Horde that we are facing, Which means even you can’t fight in that battle, you can continue your holidays in peace” the Grand Elder said.

“Yes, I heard. I will send Draco to join up with the city guards so they can stall the other Mid Tier life forms, This battle will mainly be between the Low Tier mages (1-3) and the Low Tier invaders,” the Patriarch said.

“Have you thought about sending Alec and his gang for this blood moon expedition?, After all, that guy can kill a Tier 2 zombie, which means he can be a vital asset in this battle. And I thought you wanted him to taste defeat.”

“ If a human genius can’t defeat him, then maybe he can face it in war. But don’t worry, we will make sure the top mages in Tier 3 from our family keep an eye out for him. They will be his secret bodyguards, ensuring his safety,” the Grand Elder suggested.

“Hmm, now that you mention it, I kinda like that idea. Who else is sending their younger generation to war?” the patriarch asked.

“Well, no one except us.”

“What do you mean, no one except us?”

“Well, number one, it’s really risky.”

“But they won’t become veteran soldiers without experiencing war. Are they planning on raising greenhorns incapable of protecting their homes?” the Patriarch questioned angrily.

“Well, not everyone can be assured that their child can survive a Tier 2 life form sneak attack. You actually forget that protecting the city is the City Lord’s duty. We are just here to assist.”

“And to tell you the truth, apart from us, only the Darkbliss family has accepted to protect the city walls this blood moon that is approaching,” the grand elder explained.

“So few people, all they do is stay behind the safety of the walls while others risk their lives out there. And they have the nerve to call themselves clans of a Tier 3 city, What a shame,” the Patriarch spat, feeling disgusted at the attitude of the other clans.

“Actually, that is the right approach. Too much death among the warriors of a clan would do nothing but weaken them, and no one wants that.”

“ That’s why I’m sending support for only the Low Tier battles, which involve the next generation alongside some veteran clansmen who have stayed in the Tier 3 mage realm for so long, with lots of experience, at the moment even we can’t afford to lose a Mid Tier Mage” the grand elder explained.

“And their guardian will be Draco, who shall join up with the city lord’s men to stall the advance of the Abyss army’s Mid Tier warriors, But he will also be put on a special mission,” the Grand Elder continued.

“And what is that mission?” the patriarch questioned.

“To protect the next generation if things go bad,” the Grand Elder concluded his explanation.

“I like your plan, We shall do it like that. Let’s deliver the news to those runts so they know that they will be thrown into a mini hell soon,”

The patriarch said with an eerie smile on his face as he pictured the face of his grandson the moment he tells him he will be thrown into another battlefield soon.