Intermediate-level spell casting

**Depending on the necessities of the plotline, the author will now alternate between the names Triston and Aarav (as Aarav's soul transmigrated into Triston's body).**

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As Aarav looked around at the upper noble families that were watching the entire spectacle, where Lucas was verbally abusing Triston and his mother, as a source of entertainment. He grew so incensed that he completely forgot that Lucas was nearly ten magical ranks above him.

"Crawford, Lucas!! Are you going to fight or are you going to bark?" He was provoked by Aarav.

Lucas had gone completely berserk and was about to assault him with his lightning magic when Albert intervened.

He came to a halt as he grabbed his hand and used it to negate the electric arcane that had developed around him.

Albert Winfield is a Histon Kingdom prodigy. He, like King, inherited the Light element and channeled it to the point that, at the age of twenty-five, he entered the Master magician Class with the magical rank of 45, which was unparalleled in Histon Kingdom history. Even the most powerful aristocratic families in the realm don't want to tangle with Albert Winfield because of the aforementioned fact.

"Prince Albert, don't get involved in the Barrington and Crawford family issue," Lucas yelled as he shook Albert's hand.

Philip chuckled.

Aarav was enraged, but he regained his composure when he noticed Albert Winfield, who had intervened in the scene. He's well aware that there are some people with whom he should avoid messing, at least until he's strong enough to stand his position.

Eleanora, Alice, and Adelia were all so taken aback by the scenario and seeing such outbursts from both Lucas and Triston that they became despairing and stood like statues, unsure of what they could do to settle the problem. With a grin on his face, Philip seemed to be enjoying the scenario.

Despite his intervention, Lucas continued to attempt to attack Triston while repeatedly cursing him "I must tell you, Sir Lucas, that this is not your house, where you can shout as loudly as you want without concern for the people around you. This is a royal palace, and I respectfully request that you observe proper etiquette and move back."

Enraged by Albert's remark, Lucas turned to face him and saw Albert Winfield standing there, surrounded by dazzling particles of light and a single beam of light descending from the skies.

"Either you stop now Sir Lucas, or I'll make you stop," Albert stated calmly. Albert, however, stayed calm throughout the situation, even as he warned Lucas.

Lucas took a step back to take a breath.

Everyone around the table, except Aarav, Philip, and Lucas, exhaled a sigh of relief.

Irritated by the situation, Lucas claimed that "I'm not going to prolong this problem because of your reputation, Sir Albert, but now that you've taken the Triston side, everyone here knows Prince Albert is on the Barrington Family's side. So don't hold it against me if the Crawford's ever turn on you."

"I didn't take any family sides here," Albert stated as he sat down in his chair, "I only stopped you because you're ruining the ambiance of Royal Castle. I hope you can guess the consequences of the things you've done and said, reached King's ears. As you are aware, using magic to assault someone in Royal Capital is forbidden. So, in the end, I saved you from the punishment of attacking someone in the Royal castle." "And to your knowledge, Triston was no longer a member of the Barrington family, as he had been disowned by his family," he said, " He was now nothing more than my sister Elle's servant. So you can't blame me for taking either side of the family." I merely resolved the argument between the two of you to the best of my ability as the 1st Prince of Histon Kingdom. So, unless you mistrust the Royal family's competence, I hope no one here spreads any unfounded rumors."

[By using the Royal family's name, Albert implied that questioning his judgment is the same as questioning the King's decision.]

'I suppose that's to be excluded from Histon Kingdom's prodigy!" Aarav pondered as he attempted to comprehend the world's working politics.

Lucas began to stammer as he realized that his provocation had failed and that the entire incident had been blamed on him as a result of his irritability.

Philip was unsatisfied with the outcome of the scenario since everything was settled nicely. So he stepped in and said, "I understand your position, Brother Albert, but this half-demon is simply a servant, and as everyone witnessed, he slandered Sir Lucas Crawford. As a result, he owes Sir Lucas an apology and should be penalized for exceeding his boundaries."

Eleanora interjected right away, "Sir Lucas had provoked Triston and his mother. He had just replied to the provocation. It's not his fault; he did it on the spur of the moment."

"What I said is all factual, it's a fact that everyone knows," Lucas Crawford added.

Aarav remained silent as he awaited Albert's response.

"I, Albert Winfield, hereby hold that Triston must apologize for his rude behavior and for crossing his bounds, and also that he must be punished with one month of confinement," Albert said after some deliberation.

Albert's decision did not please Alice and Eleanora. Philip and Lucas, on the other hand, are standing with a grin on their faces.

Following the declaration, Albert motioned for guards to restrain him, and as the guards approached, Aarav began an incantation, "Spikes, protect me!"

As he says the magic, metal-like spikes appear around him in a close formation, pointing at the individuals around him.

Guards backed off when they realized they couldn't approach him just now, as the metal spikes are sharp enough to cause instant bleeding if they are touched.

Everyone is taken aback when they observe Triston performing intermediate-level magic, which is only possible for mage class.

Philip was the most surprised of them all. Philip had been targeting Aarav since their arrival at the Royal Castle because his mother, Queen Victoria Winfield, had requested him to kill Triston. He may appear to be a stumbling block in their ambitions. How can the good-for-nothing half-demon be only a sharp-tongued guy with no magical strength, as her mother told him in a letter a few months ago? At such a young age, he is using intermediate-level spells, not just simply magic.

Lucas' face flushed as he considered what would have happened to him if he had approached him with his guards down.

Eleanora was becoming agitated as a boy who was meant to be following him about managed to conceal his abilities from her. After witnessing Aarav's strength, which he kept hidden from everyone, Alice and Albert were astounded as well.

[You've picked up a lot of knowledge, Aarav. Continue to concentrate on your mana centralizing in your core and emerging at a consistent rate.]

Aarav smiled and nodded.

"What does this mean, Triston? Are you revolting against the Kingdom?" Albert said, his voice solemn. "If you only confess to Sir Lucas and accept your penalty, I'll forgive you for using magic in the Royal castle," he said.

"Aren't you getting a little cocky, Prince Albert?" "Ordering my servant to apologize to this Crawford brat?" As a young attractive lady entered the hall, a booming shout boomed throughout the palace.