1 Entering Chyrma Academy of Magic and Fighters

The Demonic Army had already pulled their troops back. But who knows why? Both Human, Elves, and Dwarves do not understand the way of them—Demons. Javalen Continent, which was once regarded as a prosperous green land now turned into a land of death. Those who go to the outside world without guard in an instant disappear because of the attack of demon beasts.

There are now more than six hundred families in the Cerbon City, and there are Five Great Families who govern the city. Four families lead four different areas inhabited by hundreds of families; north of the Bandar Family governing the fishery sector of the Elor District, east of the Kencana Family arranging the hunting sector of Kulon District, south of the Gatot Family that governs the hunting sector of the Kidul District, and west of the Baghaskara family set fisheries sector Wetan District. Then in capital of Cerbon City, Great Family, Cakrabuana who is become lord of the city.

Atmosphere of the Capital City is very crowded when the afternoon arrives.

"Sixty Rupiah coins for a pair of gloves ..."

Someone shouted in the center of the Central Capital Market vending some hunting equipment on sells. For those who live in the Capital City relatively at least will spend twenty five rupiah coins per day, for those who rent rooms in Capital lodging will spend four times more.

A young man came closer. "Really expensive just for a pair of gloves, cannot be less, huh?" He asked kindly.

"Ah ... Den Mas, this we have been selling goods on very cheap price," he said while nodding his head showed respect, "we used Tobil skin a kind of fire type Demon Beast, Den Mas ..." some kind of fire like lizard has a fins on his feet to fly, still included in the type of dragon descendant which means difficult to catch.

His tunic was bright red and trim, his face handsome and easy going, his hair long enough to cover his left eye.

He looked back and examined the tobil leather-covered gloves. The design of the scales on the back of the gloves is quite good and interesting, this stuff is perfect for a level 3 Pendekar, and level 4 Wizards.

Some people on the street started talking, "hey, you see that ... he's a kid from the Cakrabuana Family ..."

"Who is that? Ah ... his name is Elan F. Cakrabuana, right?"

"You're right, but ... isn't he just considered trash in the family?"

"Hush ... don't be so loud he'll hear, stupid!"

'Obviously I heard everything you talked about,' said Elan to himself. He kept checking on the gloves, until he found no defects, the corners of his mouth turned into a smile.

"I think you're good enough in producing this stuff, well ..." paused to search for the right word, "I'll buy this with that armor," pointing toward a modest, medium-sized armor.

A smile spread across the face of merchant, "Well, well, Den Mas really has good eyes, yes, this is one of our prized from the hunting land in Kulon District."

"Yeah, okay ... so how many for all?" Said Elan without any further fuss.

Merchant seemed to think of counting the benefits he could make this time. however ...

"I bought everything! Five hundred rupiah coins!" Shouted a man who came suddenly.

So suddenly, making Elan and the merchant surprised. Elan had predicted the price of the two would not be more than one hundred and sixty rupiah coins, the price was already the most expensive and almost drained Elan's allowance which only two hundred rupiah coins a month.

"Raden Mas Aris? Why Raden Mas is here?" Elan said.

Aris laughed and said, "You are my brother, so no need to call me like that, Dek Elan. Besides, I just happened to pass this way and see you bargain the price of ... that simple goods."

Elan smiled shyly, "Ra ... Kang Mas Aris, I just want to buy this equipment for practice, Mas."

Aris B. Cakrabuana was eighteen, five years older than Elan. He looks very strong and prestigious, his face also handsome, his high body in blanket tunics and clothes that was much better than Elan's.

Right behind him, two bodyguards with a yellow aura and a level of at least six level Pendekar. They are strong enough even though their aura just yellow.

Aura is divided into seven main colors, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, purple. Normally people will have a red aura at level one, if they practice their aura will change slowly until it becomes purple until it finally can increase level. Unfortunately, those who initially have a red aura have almost no hope of leveling up, even for Pendekar they have a minimum yellow aura.

And unfortunately for Elan, his aura is a deep red, which means hard to raise his level and almost hopeless. That is the reason why Elan is considered rubbish by the people in his family, except for the person who calls himself 'brother' here one.

"Raden Mas, are'nt you want to buy equipment for Den Mas Elan? That's why you are here..." Said one of Aris's bodyguards.

Aris's face flushed, he never thought his own men tease him in front of his beloved sister.

"Ah ha, ha..." he laughs haltingly, "what are you talking about, of course I will buy my brother equipment for his training when entering the academy this year," he continued.

His bodyguard immediately gave money, while the merchant wrapped the equipment in boxes and tied with fabric neatly.

"Matur suwun Kang, but Kang Mas Aris is too wasteful to throw money to bought this equipment... before I wanted to buy it at price of one hundred and fifty rupiah coins ..." he said a little annoyed.

Aris cannot help to hide his happiness to see the annoyed face of his brother who looks very funny.

Seeing the scene, people started talking about how Raden Mas Aris was so caring for his brother who was just a garbage in their eyes.

"Hmph, even though he was just a garbage and he still dared to receive a gift from Raden Mas Aris ..."

"Yeah, however good of any equipment as long as it used for a garbage, it will still be garbage."

A merchant who previously sold equipment rebuked them. "Hey ... you can stop there if you don't want your heads fell apart! Den Mas Elan very kindly didn't report you all those who insulted him before to Raden Mas Aris. But, Raden Mas Aris can still hear your taunts, stupid! "

"Ehe, he ... sorry, mang," said one of the youth scratching his head.

Aris can hear their conversations from afar because his ears are very sensitive when it come to the discussion with a name of his brother and his family. But seeing his brother casually accelerate his pace, Aris chooses to let them and continue walking beside Elan with two guards level six escorted.

In front of the palace entrance.

The door is big enough to fit in a giant three-to-four meters, but they have to pass two guards who have level seven of green aura first not to mention red brick walls neatly arranged around the palace like a strong fortress.

The arrival of Raden Mas Aris B. Cakrabuana was greatly welcomed by both, before they finally saw Elan and for a moment gave him a look of disgust writed on their face.

Elan did not bother with the attitude of the gatekeeper and left with his brother.

It took a few minutes before reaching Elan's small house which is located quite far from the main palace building. He separated from his brother after arriving at a crossroads to the main palace and the small house of him. Aris did not want to put more burden on him by continuing with him let alone deliver Elan to his room. That would make his father hate even Elan more.

Elan is not really part of the Cakrabuana family. Five years ago, Aris uncle's, Ridwan A. Cakrabuana intends to accompany his sister-in-law, Nyai Ratu Ayu Damar Wulan, who have a hobby of archery, to hunt some animals in Forest Jati, Mount Jati right in the forest area near the palace. Upon entering the forest, Uncle Ridwan found a boy who is uncounsious and wrapped in a black blanket, with a wound over his right eye. When he realized that kid didn't remember anything except his name "Elan F—". Seeing this Nyai Ratu Ayu Damar Wulan adopted him and raised him as his second son.

......

In the assembly hall of the Cerbon Palace.

"Where you come from, Aris ?!" asked his father who likely has been angry this time.

Aris calmly replied, "I just went out, for a walk, Dad ..."

Grunt and shout, "Call me properly!"

"Nyuwun Sewu, Romo Prabu Ageng Cakrabuana." Aris bowed his head with both hands hugging his belly and above his waist, showing respect.

"Enough! You can go back to the academy today, and you don't have to deliver the that 'kid'!" There was emphasizing tone at the end of his sentence.

As Aris looks at the left side, a faint smile appears on the face of his cousin Bandi B. Cakrabuana. It is very clear that his cousin reported what he did to his father.

'I really want to go with little brother, but it's not a good thing to argue with dad for now.' As soon as he thought, "Well dad, I'll get ready to go back to the academy today, and of course with Den Mas Bandi Bhaksana Cakrabuana," a cold smile at the bandi, "I will take care of my 'good' cousin with great care." with full intent on Bandi that he soon understood.

His father laughed happily, "Good, good ... Set off with your cousin and get along at the academy," glanced at Bandi, "then, you have to prepare, Bandi, to not late when the train out."

Bandi still smiled, "Yes, Prabu Ageng. I will be under the supervision of Kang Mas Aris." His plan to torture Elan came to no affail because of Aris's actions, make him more and more hated those brothers.

After saying good-bye, Aris went to collect his belonging for ready to depart this evening. He took time to visit his little brother house, Elan. Give him what direction he should carrying and what to do up to the academy. This year is Elan's first year for academic access, even though his aura is still red, thanks to a plea from Aris, he can became a student in Chyrma Academy of Magic and Fighter, with a one-year requirement he has to Success breakthrough and level up to level two which is difficult and almost impossible for him.

...

In the next day the southwestern edge of the Capital City, encompassing the north, west, south and east, is a land dedicated to the Chyrma Academy of Magic and Fighters.

Dozens of horse carriages of various kinds with logos of his family emblem, began to enter the academy area. However, more students on foot include Elan. He just got a ride up to the front of a large river crossing called River Mundu which is over ten kilometer from the north gate of the academy. There are three gates, North, West and South, and everything will be directed to the academy 'Hall of Virtue'.

North Gate Academy.

Elan took a deep breath, "It's tiring... huh, huh..." taking another breath, "they did not even let me down in front of the gate."

Heard a remark from Elan, one of the new students approached him. "Comrade!" He exclaimed.

He looks so free with open collars and slightly damp black hair, about the same height as Elan, maybe the same age.

"Ah, hi ..." Elan looks nervous.

He smiled, "My name is Danu, yours?"

Trying to calm down, "My name is Elan. Nice to meet you," he said, reaching out right hand.

Danu is a little surprised to see him, he thinks Elan has a more arrogant nature when hearing his complaints earlier. "Yes, nice to meet you too," he replied as he shook Elan's hand, "need help?" He stared at Elan's luggage that looks more eye catching by the size.

"Ah, thank you, but ... it's not necessary," Elan refused as gently as possible.

"You will have trouble with such luggage, as soon as we come, we have to enter the 'Hall of Virtue' only then we are allowed to go to our room."

'Ah, he's right ... it's going to be very inconvenient!' He cried in thought. "Really?" He pretended not to understand.

"Generally, all students will carry their goods in an interspatial rings. Don't you have it? Isn't it an interspatial ring?" Interspatial rings are magic tools with the use of space and time storage for storing objects with no life, in the exception of small plants.

Hiding the Red Ring in his hand, "I think I lost it at home. And this ... isn't—" Elan trying to avoiding the topic.

"Oh ..."

Danu putting his hands on hips and said, "Oh well, because I'm a good-hearted and unconcerned person, I'll give you help ... I'll lend you an interspatial ring a one and half meters, how?" Leaned toward Elan, "it will be very impolite for you to refuse my help ..." he said with a grin.

Elan is not an easily influenced type but this is an exception. With Danu's haphazard and carefree attitude, he will continue to be distracted if he refuses. But somehow he feels comfortable with someone like him.

"All right, I'll take your help. But after I got the room, I'll give it back to you."

Danu pulls something from his pocket and...

"Agreed!" He shouted Elan's hand as well as placing it in his hand.

Elan sees the ring, the carving is quite unique, he places it on the left index finger. Space in the ring is enough to accommodate all Elan's luggage. He try to threw his stuff into the ring and quickly the ring sucked all his luggage.

Elan smiled and bow down slightly, "matur suwun, Danu," he said.

"Nothing," Danu patted Elan on the shoulder to take him on.

At a glance he saw the scar on the right forehead is striking, maybe that's the reason he let his hair almost covered his eyes. 'Next time I'll ask him about the scar, and for the ring let's leave it be...' his thought really so attracted to Elan.

In front of them hundreds of people wearing same clothes actually speeding their way. The clothes they wore in white shirts with vests and black pants wrapped in long red robes. Generally after the ceremony they only wear a robe for the magicians and most fighters only use equipment such as armor, gloves and special shoes.

'Chyrma Academy of Magic and Fighters, I come in!'