A New Test
AN -Please provide power stones creation is difficult
Since Samuel had no part to play in discovering the cure, Marchioness Mirim Distar decided to send him to White Griffon Academy, which fell under her territory, for admission. With Lith preoccupied with developing the cure for the poison afflicting the Marchioness's daughter, Samuel's presence at the estate became less necessary. Distar saw an opportunity to place Samuel in a controlled environment where he could hone his skills while staying under her watchful eye.
The journey to White Griffon Academy was a mix of excitement and apprehension for Samuel. He had heard tales of the prestigious institution, known for producing some of the finest magicians in the kingdom. However, the prospect of leaving the orphanage and stepping into a new world filled with unknown challenges weighed heavily on his mind.
Upon arrival, Samuel was greeted by the sight of towering spires and sprawling grounds, bustling with students and instructors. The academy exuded an air of grandeur and tradition, with its ancient stone buildings adorned with intricate carvings and lush greenery surrounding the campus. It was a stark contrast to the humble village of Canra and the orphanage he had grown accustomed to.
Samuel was escorted to the admission office, where he met with Professor Larion, a stern-looking man with graying hair and sharp eyes. Professor Larion was responsible for evaluating new students and determining their potential.
"Welcome to White Griffon Academy," Professor Larion greeted Samuel, his voice carrying an authoritative tone. "Before we proceed with your admission, we need to assess your magical abilities. Follow me to the testing grounds."
The testing grounds were an open courtyard surrounded by tall, ancient trees that seemed to whisper secrets of the past. Several instructors and students observed from the sidelines, their eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation. Samuel could feel their scrutiny, but he remained composed, drawing on the discipline and experience from his previous life as Itachi.
Professor Larion led Samuel to a circular platform in the center of the courtyard. "This is where we evaluate your magical core and abilities," he explained. "Show us what you can do."
Samuel took a deep breath, focusing on his core. The familiar sensation of chakra mingled with mana surged within him. He extended his hand, and a small flame danced on his palm, followed by a stream of water that coiled around his fingers. Next, he summoned a gust of wind, lifting leaves and dust into the air, and then solidified a chunk of earth, shaping it into a miniature statue.
Though it was incomplete silverwing hexagram due to few missing elements but still it was above average.
Samuel explained that he was not taught by anyone rather discovered magic on Own Which surprised the instructors.
To show his uniqueness Samuel decided the best method would be Chidori - The Chidori is a high concentration of lightning chakra channelled around the user's hand which Itachi's experience helped Samuel Convert it to a new form
The instructors murmured among themselves, impressed by Samuel's control over multiple elements. Professor Larion's expression remained impassive, but there was a glint of interest in his eyes.
"Very well," Professor Larion said, nodding approvingly. "You have demonstrated proficiency in elemental magic. Now, let's test your combat skills."
Samuel's eyes narrowed slightly as he prepared for the next phase. Professor Larion signaled to a group of senior students who stepped forward, each wielding a different weapon. The test involved both magical and physical combat, pushing Samuel to his limits.
The first opponent lunged at Samuel with a spear, thrusting it towards him with precision. Samuel sidestepped gracefully, using his agility to avoid the attack. With a swift motion, he summoned a burst of wind, knocking the opponent off balance. As the next opponent, a swordsman, charged at him, Samuel conjured a barrier of earth, blocking the strike and countering with a stream of fire that forced the swordsman to retreat.
Throughout the test, Samuel displayed a combination of ninjutsu techniques and elemental magic, seamlessly blending his skills from his previous life with the new abilities he had acquired. His movements were fluid and calculated, a testament to his training and experience as a shinobi.
By the time the test concluded, Samuel stood at the center of the platform, breathing heavily but victorious. The senior students, though skilled, were no match for his versatility and strategic prowess. Professor Larion stepped forward, his stern demeanor softening slightly.
"Impressive," Professor Larion acknowledged. "You have passed the admission test with flying colors. Welcome to White Griffon Academy, Samuel."
The onlookers whispered among themselves, recognizing the potential in the new student. Samuel felt a mix of relief and determination. This was the beginning of a new chapter in his life, a chance to further his abilities and uncover the mysteries of his rebirth in this world.
As Samuel settled into the orphanage, he couldn't help but think about Lith and the poison affecting the Marchioness's daughter. Though their paths had diverged, Samuel felt a connection to the other boy, sensing that their destinies were intertwined. He vowed to excel in his studies and training, knowing that the challenges ahead would require every ounce of his strength and knowledge.
The more Samuel learned, the more he realized that his journey was just beginning. The academy was merely a stepping stone towards a greater destiny, one that would test his resolve and challenge his understanding of power and responsibility.
As he stood on the balcony of his orphanage, gazing at the sprawling landscape of village, Samuel felt a sense of purpose and determination. The future was uncertain, but he was ready to face it head-on. With the skills of a shinobi and the knowledge of a magician, he would carve his own path, protect those he cared about, and uncover the truth behind his rebirth in this enigmatic world.