chap 1(cant think of any)
"I hereby declare to strip you from your title 'Sea God"
I flinched, what does he mean by stripping my title? I can't just accept how they do this to me! I work my ass off to become one of the best among the best water user who specialized in destruction and restriction.
"Huh? What do you mean by that!" I slammed my fist on the table, turning my head to the man beside me, merch, he grabbed a piece of paper with a complex symbol that even I, the great Sea God can't read. Maybe it's an ancient language?
"As you can see, What I'm holding right now is called 'gerus'. An analytical magic symbol that can measure people's compression towards the law of nature. However, it is only limited to the eight basic elemental laws." merch said as he scanned the people in the meeting area.
Each one of us is an elite who belongs to the organization, Desmos. It was established back in the chaos era when the beast tribe, led by the Lion tribe with the seven upper-class tribes waged war against the Trevor continent.
I noticed merch keeps glancing toward the female mage, carla. She was just a new rookie! Is merch infatuated on her or something? I tried my best to hold my laughter. He hated my guts since 'that' day. I bet he is happy seeing me got stripped from my current title.
Merch noticed my grin and looked back at him. The people noticed the eerie feeling between us. He then sighed as he continued his report.
"Back to the topic, as you can see the gerus is something that can change our system in evaluating talent, and determining one's fate in the field of sorcery. I'm not really excellent at explaining this, and I'm definitely a short-tempered person. That's why I will demonstrate it in front of all of you by showing how talentless mark is. First..." Merch keeps blabbering about how idiot I am.
Sigh, As a person who will lose his title as the strongest still manages to laugh. How idiot am I?
After merch explained the process of the so called 'ancient artifact'.
He began chanting the morpheus language and pointed the paper with the ancient symbol at me.
"desport felvoru" He chanted as he looked at me with contempt. If I have the mind-reading spell. I'm definitely certain he is exclaiming, 'I'll prove it you that you're just trash!'