Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

"Let's go and announce the results," Mr. B wanted to end this unpleasant scene now.

"Yes, it's about time we do that," and Mr. E agreed before focusing over Arthur. "You did incredibly good inside this world," he praised.

"Thanks, can I gain access to the world then?" he said, trying to find a solution to his problem. "As you can all see, I have many whom I saved and trusted me with their lives. I can't let them alone like this. I can't go back on my words."

"Words you said with no authority or backing, you shouldn't have done that in the first place, humph," and Lady U harrumphed, expressing her dissatisfaction.

"The council has to fully agree on your request," Mr. E seemed troubled as he hinted to him about the dead end he was seeking.

"Sigh," all Arthur could do was to helplessly sigh while walking behind the others to a small stage in this place.

Everyone standing here had seen the scenes broadcasted by the crystl and heard the big words and promises he made. They also heard his pleading and Mr. E kind refusal.

Their eyes carried out mocking expressions, most not all of them were already eyeing him as their biggest rival and enemy in the academy.

Arthur didn't care about them. He knew most if not all already belonged to big clans and guilds one way or another. They weren't the ones responsible for their decisions to start with.

'I don't care about minions,' he said to himself while watching Mr. E ascend the platform.

"The test is concluded, and the results are out. The first five of you are Willy, Brand, Garny, Ema, and Lisa. These five are arranged per their performance and fair assessment by the memory crystal," he paused before adding, "yet this year we have a unique occasion; Willy has scored enough deeds to be in the seventh grade, being the leader of this batch of disciples."

The words of Mr. E fell and the place went into deafening silence from shock. All the eyes here went to stick over Arthur, even those disciples who came to check on their future followers.

Eyes were fixed on Arthur, and he felt much hatred emanated towards him. But he wasn't fazed. He knew his new life here would prove to be quite challenging.

'I need to find a way to solve the problem of the portal,' he muttered as the only viable option was one which would make him waste more time.

"Now, you will follow the senior disciples to show you around the academy. As for those who didn't fare well, good luck next time and I hope to see you next year."

Mr. E ended his speech short before descending the platform and coming towards Arthur with the big names around him.

"You need to come with us first," Mr. E laughed, "there is another issue we need to settle before letting you go."

Arthur understood his meaning, and at this moment he stood in the middle of his group. "Can they come?" he said.

"Sure, yet they will stay outside the council building," and the answer came with a happy smile from Mr. E.

Arthur then went outside the open garden he was in. Along the way, everyone made a route for this collection of celebrity figures in the academy, and all of the eyes laid upon Arthur and his group of a hundred; wondering what they were doing there.

The group passed through many open gardens, crossed many roads, and bypassed some buildings. What Arthur noticed was the unique design of the academy.

Buildings weren't clustered together in one spot, they were scattered along the place. Gardens had the upper hand here, and thus it was logic for many disciples to sit there in small groups and chat.

"There are such a large number of disciples," he muttered as he met thousands of students in the past hour.

"The academy is grand and it controls a large piece of land," Otman, one of the three males, said.

"Despite our high standards, we welcome thousands of new disciples each year," Cesile explained.

"Plus the presence of many groups following each one of them, so the total number of disciples and followers in the academy is really big," and Slone joined.

They were all trying to make good contacts with him, yet two refrained from doing that. Arthur appreciated their explanation and care for him, and he realized they had a point here.

"So the academy has millions?" he muttered, thinking this number was too much.

"Only those high in grades are allowed to live in the inside campus of the academy," Mr. E said, trying to stop this hidden war between his followers, "as for the rest, they live in the outer campus located in many places around the academy."

Arthur nodded as this made more sense to him. Yet the total number of students here was really too much!

"Don't think the number is really in millions; each year we lose many good disciples and their followers. So, the exact number of students and their followers doesn't exceed five hundred thousand," Amanda spoke, and as usual she was more specific than others in regard to the academy info.

"Still… too much," he smiled, as he thought this was a power no one could easily resist. The academy seemed to be a place to educate, yet he had this feeling he was walking to a warmongering academy.

They finally reached a place that seemed quite restricted to many. A giant wall stretched to guard this place, and this wall wasn't built of stones but with some sort of energy. A huge ball made of white color created a protective shield around a smaller area inside the heart of the academy.

"Shield formation?" he was surprised, yet Mr. E corrected him: "It's a checking formation."

"No one with no authority to enter here can bypass this formation no matter how strong he is!" Otman proudly said, before adding, "this is made by my boys, following my instructions."