Demo, Ugly Face, and My-Ty are walking through the forest. My-Ty is leading the way and without looking back he starts talking.
“On my way to this planet, we stopped on a few others to pick up students. Each planet was weaker than the one before it. It was as if they all decided that the mind was stronger than the body. Weak-looking wizards, who would fall over at a strong breeze. I spoke to some of the students who got on the ship, and they explained that power lies in influence and information. Which means that the weakest man can be seen as the strongest as long as he knows a lot.”
Ugly Face doesn’t see the issue with this logic.
“Isn’t that normal?”
My-Ty doesn’t reply immediately but after a few moments.
“The weak stand above the strong. In what world does that make sense? That is literally saying that the prey is allowed to dominate the predator. It’s unnatural.”
“But where we are now we don’t need strength, we have technology and Higher Reasoning to make life easier.”
“Easy creates weak men, weak men create a poisonous world, a poisonous world creates strong men and strong men create a peaceful world. It’s my planets philosophy that by staying strong we can avoid that cycle.”
“But deciding everything with strength will have its own issues.”
My-Ty looks up at the sky as he walks before he replies.
“One planet we stopped on. We had to wait for a long time, for the student to come. That world was in a civil war because their king was a weak and feeble man. He tortured those around him for fun. He taxed his people to the point of starvation and the only reason he was allowed to do that, was because of laws created by weak men. But that in itself wasn’t so wrong, it was the soldiers and knights that followed the orders of that king. They slaughtered all those who opposed their king, knowing full well he was wrong. The strong protected a weak king, instead of those who truly needed it.”
Ugly Face lowers his head because he knows that this isn’t a rare occurrence in this universe. Demo on the other hand doesn’t know this, so he asks a question.
“So what did you do?”
My-Ty clenches his fist as he answers.
“I stepped onto the battlefield to help the people and protect the weak. I was beating all the knights and soldiers the king had. I defeated each one. It was a short time but I influenced the flow of the war. Everything was set up for a final battle. I was going to kill the king and set the people free. I was the vanguard because their weapons and little magic couldn’t hurt me. And that is where I met the student we were waiting for, Sachem.”
Ugly Face is surprised at the namedrop.
“Number 1?”
“Yeah, the strongest student in the school. He was fighting for the king. At the time I could sense he was strong, but I didn’t expect him to be that powerful. He overwhelmed me with sheer force and strength. So much so that it demotivated all those who followed me into battle. The civil war ended that day.”
Demo can see the regret My-Ty is feeling just from looking at his back.
“The trip over here must have been really awkward.”
Ugly Face almost let loose a chuckle but caught himself in time. He prepares himself for a fight to happen between the two. My-Ty looks back at Demo and starts laughing.
“Hahahaha, it really was. Couldn’t even look him in the eye. But that was 3 years ago. I’m sure he’s gotten stronger, but so have I?”
“So you can take him now?”
“I can and I will.”
The three of them continue their walk in the woods while Braverte shows up at the abandoned lab again. This time he doesn’t go through the process of sneaking in. As he walks up the students in the vicinity all seem struck with nerves as he approaches.
“Principal Braverte, how can we help you?”
Braverte doesn’t say a word and keeps walking past them. The students then walked in front of him and stopped in the hopes that he would stop.
“Sir please, we are in the middle of investigating this place. Please you can’t go in right now.
Braverte doesn’t care, he keeps walking and the students that are in front of him get pushed back by the power of his stride. Several students now try to push back but to no avail. Braverte keeps going. To try and stop him, one student breaks the elevator panel so that he can’t use it. Braverte pushes the students out of the way and punches the elevator doors breaking them open. He jumps down the empty shaft and lands on the elevator that is still at the bottom. He punches those elevator doors and they fly through the hallway. Braverte calmly walks through the smoke and dust. Several more students and school personnel appear to try and stop him. But Braverte runs on the wall to avoid them and keeps sprinting until he is back in front of the big door.
He cocks his hand back and gathers energy. Once he has gathered enough, he throws a punch that creates a big hole in the door. He walks through the door and sees a huge room. The room is completely empty. There are several spots on the floor and wall that show an absence of dust or discoloration. Someone recently moved everything in the room. From above there is a camera that is watching Braverte as he stands in the empty room. On a screen in a different location, Bilicus is sitting behind his desk laughing.
“Hahahaha, yes this should be enough to get rid of you.”
While Bilicus is laughing in his office, Ten is jawning while sneaking into the supplies room with Cyte. Cyte can’t understand why Ten is yawning.
“Is this boring you?”
“No, It was just a long night.”
“Stay focused we are almost there.”
Ten and Cyte walk into the main supplies room. It looks like a normal room with school supplies. But then Mai lights up on Ten’s hand.
“There is a room beneath you. Near the wall to the right there is a hidden passage down. Look for a switch.”
“Ok, Cyte, you take the left side, I’ll take the right.”
Cyte looks at Ten then taps her feet to verify the open space beneath her. She takes a deep breath and punches the floor opening up a hole that leads to a stairway.
“Found it.”
Chapter 49 Fin – Happy New Year people. I hope this year is filled with magic and all the love you can handle. Stay safe and be amazing.
