Through war, flames, dragons, and utter hell. This is my tale. This is my legacy. I invite you to peer into my past to learn of my pain, my legend, and my triumph. Join me if you are willing to hear the stories of an old man's youth.

Some vikings pillage some shit violently.

(just a one-shot for fun)

Esther and Dahlia grew up during the Viking era. During a village war Esther and Dahlia were captured. While Dahlia was slaving away to keep herself alive Esther was falling in love with a Viking soldier. After they marry Esther got the family she always wanted. However, getting her life came with a price. Was it worth it?

Ordinary cooking fire and spices did not impede the divine flavor of Erdus' meat. Apart from pleasuring one's tongue, the essence of a wizard-level monster contained rich energy that did wondrous benefit to their mana quality.
While munching to their hearts' content, Angor and the others all quietly activated their channeling methods to guide the extremely pure and potent energy into their own mind space.
"Well, I thought my mana pool's not going to grow any time soon after my limit-break. Now, this meat just expanded it again!" Nausica commented.
Angor also felt his mana pool growing, albeit just a little. It was still quite welcome since he just had a breakthrough.
He wondered what a Gourmet wizard could do with such remarkable foodstuff.
Toby rubbed his belly while lying on Angor's shoulder. The bird seemed too satisfied to stand up.
They suddenly stopped talking as they felt anomalous energy ripples coming from Shiliew's position. The energy came and left in a blink of an eye, yet they still sensed it because it was shockingly strong.
Shiliew opened her eyes and saw everyone staring at her.
"Em, I tried breaking through my limit but… I failed, as you can see."
"Yeah, it's not easy to break that barrier toward level-3. You need more than time and effort for that. Don't worry though. Last time I heard, nine out of ten apprentices in Brute Cavern had not succeeded yet," Shan said as she comforted her companion.
What she said was usually true—even when looking at the entire wizarding world, more than 90% of all apprentices would be stuck at level-2 for their entire lives. 
Shiliew looked at Angor who was sitting on the opposite side of the campfire and showed an uncertain look.
"Don't mind him," Shan continued. "What can I say? He's a freak. The kind of freak that shows up every couple of centuries to scare everyone else."
Angor didn't know how to respond, so he only focused on his meal.
No one took this to their hearts—long-term effort was always the "right approach" for apprentices to grow, while what Angor displayed was the irregular case that couldn't be copied by anyone.
Eating too much of Erdus' meat might get someone bloated with too much energy, so they did not push their limits. And since Toby had no such "limit" in his tiny body, he gladly enjoyed all the remaining meat all by himself.
Toby was a seabird who always loved seafood, so Erdus' meat was a perfect dish for him.
Shan felt her appetite returning while watching Toby gorging alone, so she summoned the bartender and ordered several roasted lamb legs and a giant barrel of champagne.
Now that they didn't need to stay quiet to absorb energy, they talked about all the aftermath following the garden challenge as well as the current conditions of the other survivors.
Angor, who usually disliked gossips, quite enjoyed the chitchats under the effect of alcohol. 
Also, he grew interested when he heard a familiar person from one of Shan's stories.
A level-2 apprentice from Valley of Breeze lost all four limbs in the garden and still made it out alive in the end.
According to Shan, this man named Viking was deceived by his teammates, who left him to die in the fish-infested world. Using his bloodline ability, Viking managed to command a giant ray fish that carried him to the Sea of Purification.
The same ray helped him defeat a Duon he encountered, after which Viking took great risk and transplanted a pair of Duon arms onto himself without proper safety measures. Due to great luck and fortunate coincidences, he finally made it to the Altar of Demise.
Shan told them the whole story just for fun. Angor knew that this Viking man was the dying apprentice left behind by Shayaron at the lava zone. Angor helped him stop the bleeding, but at that time, he didn't expect Viking to be able to breathe for much longer. 
It seemed Viking also created quite a miracle.
Angor knew well that it was impossible to achieve that feat all by one's luck. Viking survived because he was both strong and determined. Even the seemingly hopeless situation did not prevent Viking from striving for his life.
Angor tried to imagine what Viking went through and figured that he might not succeed if he were the one who got left to die without his arms and legs.
After talking about Viking, Shan mentioned Jebra next.
"Jebra made it to level-3. But he left the city on the second day." Shan chuckled and looked at Angor. "People said that he was afraid of you, so he ran away as fast as he could. But we know that it's because of Shiliew here." Shan put a hand on Shiliew's shoulder. "Guess this is why they say 'everything has a vanquisher'."
"Jebra must already know about these rumors," Nausica said as she picked up their topic. "He didn't show up and explain, probably because he believes it's better if people considered Angor as the reason."
"Yup, just what I thought." Shan smiled. "Angor? Like it or not, you're officially Jebra's enemy in place of Shiliew now."
Angor frowned. He really did not wish to bear more unexpected enmity without being responsible for it.
The "true culprit", Shiliew, interrupted them, "What I heard is a bit different. When I visited my professor the other day, he told me that an apprentice from Pleasure House successfully received the sequence of purification. A witch called Maine. Jebra left Floating Mech City because Maine hates him." 
"Oh… but I thought it was another false rumor," Shan continued, "and even if it is true, Maine cannot turn the newly-gained power into her own any time soon, so Jebra shouldn't be afraid. I mean, I still think Jebra was trying to get away from YOU." Shan pointed to Shiliew again.
Shiliew tried and still couldn't remember anything about her "grudge" against Jebra.
They spent a moment exchanging more information.
Saladin was still alive; "Duchess of Facade" and "Spirit Chef" stood tall among all apprentices after showing their great achievement gained from the garden; "Wanderer of Wilds" Kayaso was ambushed by a group of furious apprentices and managed to get away due to the help of the patrolling Rune Monitors, but he still got beaten up for good; "Disciple of Philosophy" Suraithota defected from his academy and joined Song of the Deep; Hermes caused quite a scene by intruding Butterfly Tavern just to meet his lover…
Most of these tales were told by Shan. Truthful or not, at least Shan was pretty good at remembering them. Later, she explained that she had read through a good number of gossip magazines in the city, after which she created all these stories by adding up her own experience and assumptions.
"Speaking of hot topics… you're still in the biggest spotlight, Angor. But they cannot find much about you since you don't show up in public very often. Everything is focused on your true strength, your pet, your alchemy skills, and where you came from. Most of the rumors are fine. But they get worse when people talk about your alchemy achievement…"
Shan went ahead and explained everything she heard about Angor from other people.
"All in all, it's safe to say that you're the most famous apprentice in the entire Brute Cavern now. Don't worry about the false words because the truth will always prove them wrong."
Angor considered and decided not to mind such matters.
There were really few apprentices and wizards who would take rumors seriously. Most of the magazine editors were mortals who presumed the ways of wizards in the wrong way while not forgetting to use forged words and overstatements so that their articles could shine. These magazines did not hold much value.
Those who were able to become supernaturals were all wise enough to tell truth from lies. Angor had no reason to care about useless babbles, be them right or wrong.
The empty wine barrel announced the end of their reunion. It appeared that Nausica, Shiliew, and Shan would head back to Brute Cavern soon; it was Shiliew's professor who would escort them.
Angor did not tell them his schedule because he was not sure about Sunders' condition.
Before bidding farewell, Angor told Nausica to note down any questions or suggestions about her mechanical arm so that they could hopefully make adjustments and improvements once they had a chance.
It was late at night, yet the city built upon gears and machines did not darken in the least, if not brighter than daytime.
Instead of going back to Sunders' manor, Angor headed to Elixir Hut, which was located at the lower side of the city. He wanted to properly thank Mithra for treating his condition, and at the same time, he wanted to learn more about alchemy.
Inside Mithra's personal library, Angor found a notebook named Alchemy Cantrip Reference.
Angor saw Mithra's handwriting in the nameless book and realized that Mithra intentionally left the book here to let him read. The notebook didn't teach him any cantrips. Instead, it provided rich experiences that might benefit an apprentice who was trying to study alchemy cantrips.
And this was what Angor needed most right now. 
Delighted, he spent an entire night memorizing the book.
Regarding alchemy cantrips, Angor only knew how to use Thaw and Condense, and he barely started to learn Smelt and Freeze. But here, the great insights in the book helped him quickly learn two tier-3 alchemy cantrips—Disintegrate and Solidify.
Knowing how to use Disintegrate meant that he could now attempt to process mid-tier materials while increasing the speed of his crafting process by several folds.
The book also recorded instructions about Narda's Vision spell. Angor assumed that he could learn this one as well, and so, he tried.
But something unexpected put a stop to his studies—his transmitter, which was issued by Brute Cavern, received an urgent message.


A young traveler who receives enlightenment from another civilization is on a mission to save his beloved mentor. In his journey to seek the ultimate truth, he travels extensively and along the way, he experiences some unpredictable encounters. Will he be able to save his mentor or will his path be derailed?

If it was a normal girl, then she might be scared or something, but the one who was facing this group of people was Erina. She hugged her arms and snorted.
The boys who lined up saw that Erina was a beautiful girl, so they didn't say anything.
It could be said that it was the privilege of a beautiful woman.
The queue continued.
As the Queen of Tootsuki Academy, this was the first time for Erina to do such things as queuing. Of course, she wouldn't find it novel or interesting.
After all, looking at the people in front of you slowly decreasing was really a matter of testing patience, and she happened to be the kind of person who didn't have good patience.
Just when she couldn't help but walk forward for their time, the two people walked past her with a "Viking Shounen Weekly Manga" on their hands, eagerly discussing with each other. 
"Each story is different, but all of them are very exciting!"
"Yeah, I wonder how can he create a lot of wonderful stories....."
"He's different from us, but then that's why I have become one of his fans."
"Pokemon, Naruto, One Piece, Death Note, Yu Yu Hakusho..... damn! I can't wait to read all of them quickly!"
"...."
Erina was silent while listening.
The people who bought "Viking Shounen Weekly Manga" gathered together in twos or threes then started their discussion about each story in the magazine since all of them were very wonderful.
Erina was eavesdropping on them silently.
Although she had read the manga manuscript one, listening to a lot of people who discussed the plot of each manga in the magazine. She thought it was very novel and interesting. She was quite proud since she could see that everyone really liked the magazine which his company published.
Of course, although most people were praising the magazine, there were few people who were criticizing the magazine.
Erina didn't mind about this and had often heard such a thing. After all, she was the top figure within the Tootsuki Academy. Although she was very beautiful and talented, there were some people who often criticized or vilified her secretly.
It was normal for people to be jealous.
"Give me a copy of "Viking Shounen Weekly Manga"."
After lining up for more than fifteen minutes, it was finally her turn and Erina said to the bookstore staff with some relief.
Because of the "Viking Shounen Weekly Manga" by "Media Factory" and "Kasugano-sensei" was so popular, some bookstores with limited inventory could only limit some people who wanted to buy more than a copy.
But if they want to buy another magazine or book then there is not such a restriction on the bookstore.
The female staff handed Erina a copy of "Viking Shounen Weekly Manga", which was also sealed in plastic film.
Erina took the manga and walked away while also waving her long golden hair, leaving the group of men who were mesmerized by her.
"Sigh... Why did you forget to ask for her phone number just now?" The boy regretted it while hammering his chest.
"Forget it, such an arrogant and beautiful girl, how could she be worthy of us?"
"I wonder what kind of man that is her type...."
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Leaving the bookstore, Erina stopped a taxi on the side of the road before hurriedly going back to the Tootsuki Academy.
Inside the car, she couldn't wait to unpack the manga magazine. She saw a portrait of various main characters in the story inside the manga for the first cover of "Viking Shounen Weekly Manga". She could see that the characters were very lively and it could attract a lot of people's attention. She thought that Haru had done a good job on the cover.
Erina opened the manga and the first manga that she saw was "Naruto", but then she felt a little shock in her heart. Even though she had read the manuscript once before, when she looked at the "Viking Shounen Weekly Manga" on her hands, she had a different feeling on her heart and it made her even more excited than the recognition of the dishes she made.
Excited, she couldn't help but call Haru.
But when the phone was just dialed out, she regretted it, but it was useless to regret it since the phone was connected right away.
"Erina?"
Haru's voice came from the phone and asked, "It's quite rare for you to call me, what's wrong?
Erina sighed in relief, but when she wanted to say something she heard the voice of a girl.
"Haru! Get me my clothes! I need it to bring it with me!"
"Don't you have a secretary? Why not ask him?"
"Ehhh?! But I'm helping you to make a dish now!"
"It can't be helped."
A helpless voice could be heard on the phone.
Erina frowned and asked, "Who is that?"
"That's Alice." Haru brought clothes from Alice's room to his car. "She is helping me to make the dish."
Erina frowned further since she didn't know that today was the day when Alice decided to help Haru to make the dish.
"Where are you now?"
"I'm in Alice's house, but I'll go out after we have prepared everything," Haru said.
"Don't move! I'll go there!" Erina said without hesitation then closed the phone.
---
Haru looked at his smartphone and felt a bit confused.
"Who is that?" Alice asked.
"Erina." Haru looked at Alice and asked, "You didn't tell her that you're going to help me today?"
Alice smiled awkwardly and said, "I - I forgot about it.... tehe..." She acted cutely as if she didn't do anything wrong, but then she smiled. "It seems that Erina is really interested in you, do you want me to help you to get closer to her?" She knew that Haru was Erina's fiance, but she was happy that she could spend time with him.
Haru flicked her forehead and said, "Don't joke around. Let's go since this dish is quite special."
Alice sighed and looked at the seal on the styrofoam box which was placed in his car. "I just can't believe that you really bring both whole seals along with 500 little auks bird." She looked at him and asked, "Where did you get it?"
"Greenland," Haru said.
Alice nodded and said, "The smell of this dish isn't good. Let's search for another place to prepare this dish."
"Yeah, your mansion might turn smelly if we cook this dish here," Haru said. He looked at Alice's secretary and said, "Kurokiba, help me later."
Kurokiba nodded and felt a bit interested in the dish since it was his first time seeing it. He looked at Haru and wondered what Haru's relationship with Alice was. 'Is it fiance?' He didn't think that it was strange when he thought about Alice's family.
"But we need to be careful since if this dish turns bad there might be dangerous bacteria inside," Alice said with a serious expression.
"Don't worry, I have brought a microscope with me," Haru said.
"Then, what are waiting for! Let's go!" Alice raised her hand excitedly pulling Haru's hand to the car.
"You don't need to be that excited," Haru said.
"....."
Kurokiba who was being ignored only shook his head and entered the six wheels Mercedes-AMG G63 which was brought by Haru.
---
Erina told the driver to hurriedly go to Alice's mansion and couldn't help but feel annoyed by her cousin. She could imagine that Alice had forgotten about this matter and didn't even tell her about it. She somehow needed to slap Alice's butt, but then, she received a call from her grandfather. She was quite surprised and opened it.
"Grandpa, what's wrong?"
"Erina, are you in your office?"
"Yes," Erina said since she couldn't tell her grandfather that she was right on the outside.
"Then come to my office since I have something to talk about with you," Senzaemon said and didn't talk too much.
Closed the phone, Erina was quite surprised, but also curious since her grandpa was looking for her. She looked at her manga and decided to keep it at her home first before she went to her grandfather's office.
Erina wanted to go to Haru right away, but it couldn't be helped if her grandfather had called her. The only thing she needed to do was to complete this matter as soon as possible.
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The Tootsuki Academy was built on the top of a large mountain, and the office of Senzaemon who was the director of the Tootsuki group was on the top of the mountain.
Erina drove to her grandfather's office, knocked on the door, and walked in. She saw her grandfather, the director of the Tootsuki group, Nakiri Senzamon who was sitting on his office chair with his back facing her.
"Erina, you should remember that in our Tootsuki Academy, it has always been a tradition for Elite 10 to manage the academy, but before that, they need to do a test before they can officially become Elite 10."
Without waiting for Erina to say something, Senzaemon said directly.
"Of course, I remember."
Erina nodded since she knew that she needed to take the test before she could officially become an Elite 10 
If this test can't be completed, then she isn't qualified to become a member of Elite 10.
"Very good." Senzaemon nodded and turned around, and looked directly at Erina.
"Then, I will ask you to be the chef of this person for a week after the holiday!"
Erina nodded and said, "Then, is it over, right? I have something to do first! Bye grandpa!" She left her grandfather's office directly and took out her phone while calling him.
"...."
Senzaemon caressed his beard and smiled when he thought Erina would live with him later.

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The fishman was coming quickly, but it was not as fast as Anwen. The merauga turned me around to look at me, and I saw shock on her face as it changed back into what she normally looked like.
"What? You?! But-"
Anwen was cut off as the fishman threw a strange barbed spear towards her through the water. It sliced just past me with perfect aim and lodged itself into the merauga's stomach.
Anwen released me. She yanked the spear out. Blood pumped through the water like the tentacles of a crimson octopus. She slowly sank to the bottom of the river, clutching her wound. Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut.
The fishman grabbed my arm and started to pull me away, but I shook his arm off.
I couldn't tear my gaze away from the silvery figure lying on the silt and stones at the bottom of the river. I started to feel my breath running out, though.
I still refused to go back up. I needed to see Anwen, just for closure. I started swimming down. The fishman gave an exasperated noise and handed me a pearl similar to the one that Anwen had given me, though this one had a greenish tint to it. I hastily swallowed it and was able to breathe again.
I quickly swam down to the merauga lying on the riverbed. She looked back up at me, tears streaming down her face. She looked so pitiful, lying there spread-eagled in the silt. Her face was bruised and bloodied and blood still floated up through the water from the wound on her stomach. She didn't look dangerous anymore.
But I still saw a monster.
I came right up close to her. I could sense the fishman hovering nervously a ways away, but he was too afraid of Anwen to come any closer.
I shook my head. "What kind of a monster are you?"
Anwen looked away. Then she looked back, a pained expression on her face.
"Meraugas always kill humans. I never understood it. I swear, I wasn't going to hurt you. I was always an outcast among my people. They said I was a fool for wanting to live in the air. They shunned me. I thought that maybe a human would make a better friend. And I could never have sat there and let you get eaten by witches."
A different me would have believed and forgiven her. But she had tricked me once before, and I knew better than to believe her now.
"You attacked me, Anwen. You looked like a monster. I can't keep on trusting you when you keep on betraying me."
Fresh tears rolled down the merauga's cheeks. I noted that the tears must be different from human tears if they could look like normal tears while underwater. Anwen answered with a quavering voice.
"I thought that I was grabbing the fishman. I wouldn't have attacked you. I still want to be your friend. The fishmen are the merauga's enemies. They-"
Anwen stopped talking and clutched her wound, curling into a tight little ball and trembling violently. After her fit had subsided, she resumed talking.
"They do help humans that the meraugas attack, but they also kill the meraugas." She lowered her voice, glancing warily at the fishman. "I hear that they also eat the meraugas they catch. When I die, don't let him eat me, please."
Despite my anger and distrust, I couldn't help but feel scared. "No one said that you were going to die, Anwen."
"But I am. Also, I know that you hate me, and you have every right to, but please, can I ask you a favour?" I could tell that she was having more trouble breathing. I could see her pulse from the way the blood came out of the wound, and it was faltering and slowing down. She had lost a lot of blood.
I swallowed, trying to get the words out. Despite everything, I felt tears pricking my eyes. "Sure Anwen, sure. You can ask me a favour."
It took Anwen a moment to get up the energy to answer. Finally she managed to get the stuttering words out.
"Once I'm d-dead, don't leave m-me here on the r-riverbed. T-take me up into the air. I used to l-love the old stories of v-viking heroes. C-could you give m-me a viking f-funeral? Put me in a l-little boat and set it on f-fire? That w-way my soul can rest between the l-land and w-water, just like I always w-wanted."
I was crying now. I didn't care what she was or what she had done, I didn't want Anwen to die. She was the first person who didn't look at me like I was some kind of filthy animal. She saved my life and was kind in my darkest time. She was young, too. She didn't deserve to die like this.
"P-promise you'll d-do that for m-me?"
"Promise." I choked out.
Anwen was slipping away. Her bright blue eyes looked into my brown ones one last time. Then she slowly raised her eyes to see the stars and moon shining dimly through the water. A slight smile stole across her lips. Then the lights in Anwen's beautiful eyes went out. Her body went limp and still.
I sat there by her body for a long time. Finally I glanced back at the fishman. He was watching me quietly. I turned away again and picked up Anwen's lifeless form.
I didn't think that the fishman would actually eat her, but she had asked me to give her a viking funeral. I intended to honour my promise.

I heard the sounds of the terrible chanting, the screams, and the crashes. I stumbled backwards as I heard them coming closer. 

"Hey, little human! Come here and I'll help you get away from the witches!"

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