Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

As for Arthur, he already had the info about this. He also knew not all who came here belonged to light side clans and academies; some came from dark ones and they all were targeting him.

"This is interesting," he smiled while waiting in a long line to enter the Locek academy.

When it was their turn, Arthur noticed the identity of those standing in front of him. There was a group of a hundred mage, led by another group of five masters and dozens of strange shaped guards who gave the same dangerous vibe as Doaf.

"Lycans," Doaf muttered when he saw them.

"Lycan?" Arthur muttered before something flashed in his mind.

"They are a bunch of crazy folks up there," Doaf sighed while one of those guards with pale bodies and red eyes noticed him.

"Isn't it the bronzed giant elite squad? What a nice turn of events to meet here in such a desolate lowly world," the lycan said while moving with wide steps to stand in front of Arthur and others.

He glanced at them slowly while saying, "which academy had the privilege of the renowned bronzed giants?"

"The dorgazire academy," Arthur spoke on behalf of everyone.

The moment his words were heard, the faces of everyone changed. "The cursed ones," the lycan muttered before laughing, "interesting. I heard this all was caused by a single rogue dragonair kid who stood against his clan and chose our side. I bet he is out there hiding, shaking in fear from what lies await for him in this world."

He laughed as if he cracked a joke, and before Doaf could answer, Arthur was much faster when he said with pride:

"This rogue one is standing directly before you, yet you didn't recognize him. What a shame!"

The eyes of the lycan shone brighter while he gave Arthur a deeper glance. "No way, I can't sense any filthy dragonair energy from your body kid."

"He is our young master, Ralin," Doaf had to step in to prevent any further escalation of such a meeting. "He is heading to participate in the contest."

"Then welcome," Ralin made a theatrical move which made Arthur know his real stance from him.

Arthur moved to the front where the team of masters waited for him to take his data. "A tip for tomorrow kid, keep your low and stay hidden. You aren't safe even with those giants around," Ralin smirked before turning around and gave Doaf a silent warning long glance. "This is my grandmaster beloved academy, don't ruin things here please."

"I promise you'll always be busy and entertained," Doaf smirked back while moving to stand just behind Arthur.

"You name," the mage asked in respect while he knew his place was so low in such a high level argument.

"Willy, golden lion clan, Dorgazire academy representative," Arthur said with a calm tone.

"Please take this and wear it all the time," the mage wrote something in his sheet before handing over a necklace, "this is for your protection."

"Thanks," Doaf was the one to speak as he received the necklace and hid it away.

The mage glanced at him and couldn't open his mouth. "Next," he said, moving his attention to do his duty without any undesired problems.

Arthur waited on the side until all of his team were checked in. all the necklaces they received were left untouched by Doaf, which made Arthur wonder why he did that.

"Go in, there is a team to help showing you around," another mage said when all the teams from the academy signed in already.

"Why did you take the necklace?" Arthur asked while passing through the gigantic gate towards the inside.

"This is a tracking device," Doaf simply said and Arthur didn't need to hear more.

"Interesting," Arthur laughed before asking, "do you know that lycan?"

"He and I exchanged sticks together many times," Doaf simply said but Arthur realized things were far deeper than that.

"I feel he isn't the nice guy he seems to be," Arthur said, testing the waters.

"He is… ok," Doaf sighed, "at least he is on our side."

Arthur nodded and said nothing more. He got a glimpse about the nature of that lycan, a dirty one it seemed.

"Welcome my lords to our academy," one of the disciples who came to welcome the entire group said. He was acting polite for fear of Doaf and his giant team, but his cold gazed told Arthur everything about his real opinion about them. "Follow me, I'll take you around the academy towards your place of residence."

Arthur wasn't interested much in that tour, yet what made him interested were the two distant mountain peaks here. "May I ask what are those mountains for?" Arthur interrupted the blabber of that disciple about the history and majesty of this academy than others.

His arrogant tone and attitude were expected by everyone, but Arthur didn't care much about all that. For him, this academy and others weren't just rivals, they were his future target to rule over the entire world.

They would eventually serve him, but they didn't yet realize this.

"That peak over there is the one where our core disciples live alongside the masters of the academy," the disciple pointed to one peak then he pointed to the other, "as for that, it's where the tournament will be held."

Arthur glanced at the two while thinking about one thing only. 'It's hard to infiltrate both without causing a ruckus.'

'Ding! There are many eyes focusing over you,' the system warned.

'I also felt some hidden evil intentions from some,' the golden dragon said.

'Master, bring them all inside and I'll handle properly with all,' Gege arrogantly declared.

'You guys…' Arthur inwardly sighed, 'we are the center of attention and many will be hostile to us. I don't care about those in the academy, I only care about those who seem to be not fit in.'

He wasn't delusional to consider everyone here his enemy; they were just his rivals at the moment.

As for his real enemies, he already had the info about them being in one of the two mountains.

"May I ask if outsiders can invade the academy?" he suddenly asked and the disciple had to stop his blabber to add more with pride:

"Our academy is unique than any other ones here in this world. We already enjoy the protection of the lycan clan for thousands of years. No one can dare to step inside the academy without our permission, including those hailing from higher planes," the disciple seemed a little off board but Arthur ignored his talk and asked:

"And who exactly gave this permission?" he then had to add, not to make the kid be wary of him, "are you able to do that?"

"No, it's the main masters responsible for the academy admission," the disciple was already feeling weird about such a specific question.

"Like those masters we met at the gate?" Arthur kept pressing on this issue.

"They are part of the team," the disciple nodded and Arthur just went silent for a long time.

Gradually he retreated to the last of the group, and Doaf was simply following his steps. "What bothers you?" he asked.

"Those responsible for admission," Arthur whispered, "part of them are already traitors."

Doaf gave him a silent glance. "Won't you tell me what you already know?" he asked.

"In time," Arthur muttered, refusing to say.