The Moonlight Swordsman

Aizel stepped into his apartment on Earth, he knew it was time to train.

Even though he couldn't use mana here, he had his own special abilities that didn't require it. His training included honing his imagination, making it more creative, quick, and precise, and memorizing as much knowledge as possible.

The recent battle between Grade V mages had left him pondering his own abilities.

He couldn't imagine what he'd be capable of once he got to their level. He might be able to take on three or four Alexanders at once, but to do so, he needed to further hone his imagination.

He knew he had to master everything with his imagination to reach the pinnacle of power.

"So, you are back; what did you come here for?" Alora asked, noticing him in the kitchen filling water bottles.

"I have come here to train."

As Aizel answered her question, a smile spread across Alora's face.

"So finally, you have realized how to use your power."

"Well, the recent battle I witnessed sparked something inside of me. I want to reach that level as soon as possible… no, not that level. I want to surpass everyone…"

Suddenly, his expression changed, and he stared at Alora with a cold death stare.

"Then I am going to beat the shit out of everyone and will teach everyone who is not strong enough…"

"Hehe, I will be waiting for it," Alora replied after hearing that. This is the Aizel she wanted. Cold and heartless, not afraid of anything, nothing could be above him, just like he used to be.

Aizel dashed to his room and turned on his laptop.

For the next few days, the internet would be his buddy. He intended to spend every waking second of the next week learning, with only a seven-hour break for sleep each day.

*****

In Xelgar…

A carriage came to a halt a short distance from the cliff, and David stepped out, clutching his Doomstaff.

The sun was setting, casting a breathtaking orange hue across the sky.

It was the same hill from which Thomas had thrown him into the lake. David took in the scenery surrounding him, listening to the calming sound of water running down the lake below.

Finally, he sat down on the edge of the cliff and took in the stunning view.

David summoned the corpse of Alexander and placed it next to him.

"Look at you, old man, died like an idiot. You were the one who always taught about how to always stay alert,

"You were the one who loved me despite the fact that I was not able to use mana. You were the one who introduced Katherine to me. You were the one who fixed my marriage with her,

"Then…why? Why didn't you help me, why didn't you at least save her? Why? Why? Why….

David pounded Alexander's chest with his fist, tears streaming down his face.

"Look at what you made me, what everyone made me...

"This is only the start, Grandpa."

He grabbed the motionless body and yanked it upright, his attention fixed on the deformed face that had been cruelly stabbed beyond recognition.

"Soon your daughter and granddaughter will join you; I will make sure to give them pain so worst they will beg me to kill them,"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flung the lifeless body over the cliff's edge and watched it fall into the dark depths of the lake below.

He turned and began his descent down the cliff without looking back.

ραпdα nᴏνa| сom The time had come for him to launch a devastating attack, one that would send shockwaves of terror throughout the entire kingdom.

*****

Meanwhile...

Daisy ran through the forest; she utilized her wind magic to give her an extra boost of speed. She deftly dodged trees and shrubs while holding her bow tightly in her hand.

Suddenly, a large object appeared on her right side.

Without hesitation, she drew back on the bowstring and released an arrow at breakneck speed, penetrating the object.

Two more objects came from separate directions as she continued to run.

Daisy swiftly drew two arrows and fired them with pinpoint accuracy, striking both targets.

With the help of her wind magic, she was able to guide the second arrow towards the second object, ensuring a successful hit.

Without warning, Vespara appeared right behind Daisy and swung her wooden sword down at her head.

Daisy was able to predict the attack by sensing the disruption in mana before Vespara appeared.

She swiftly blocked the attack with her bow, but the force behind the blow was so powerful that it caused her to drop to her knees.

"It's really incredible you were able to block my attack while I am only using 10% power."

"Yes, but still, I wasn't able to block it properly," Daisy replied.

"Darling, you are only Grade I; the difference between us is vast.

"If this attack had come from a Grade I or II you would have blocked it pretty easily."

"Do you think I can become a Grade II mage before the tournament?"

"Well, it's not impossible; you need to become more efficient and comfortable with your element. You have to become so used to it that it feels like a part of your body and life.

"You need to face more danger to grow quickly and learn and execute more spells."

"Should I go and hunt some monster?"

"No, there is a better way."

"What is it?"

"Hunt mages."

Vespara's words hit Daisy like a bolt of lightning, her eyes widening with shock.

"Don't worry, I am not telling you to go and kill innocents. Hunt the criminals mages or the ones who do dirty crimes. You can even earn some money while doing it."

"I... Where do I even find them?"

"Don't worry, darling I will help you with that,"

"Are you sure this is a good idea? Can you give me some time to think about it?"

"Yes, you can take time, but don't tell Aizel about it."

"You know what you are doing right now. If something happens to her, how will you face him?" Suddenly, Alora's voice resounded in Vespara's mind, startling her.

"Don't worry, I will keep her safe; nothing will happen. By the way, where is he? I can't sense him anywhere."

"He is training here with me. Do whatever you want to do.

"I don't care for that girl or the kids, but he does. That is enough for me to torture you for eternity if something happens to them."

Vespara gulped in fear.