Rebirth : The Alchemist's Path

28  The Sloe Family Test

Kennan looked at the few people in front of him with a cold expression. These people were all from the Sloe family.

Due to their poor aptitude, they weren't valued by the family either.

However, they enjoyed bullying him, perhaps finding a bit of confidence that way.

But the current Kennan was no longer the same as before. He couldn't be bothered to waste words with them.

He glanced at them and then closed his eyes again, quietly waiting for the test to begin.

"Well, well, Kennan. Haven't seen you in a few days, and it looks like you've gotten bolder. You didn't even greet us—seems like it's been too long since we last taught you a lesson," said one of the boys, raising his fist in a threatening manner when Kennan didn't respond to him.

Kennan still ignored them.

Wasting time with these people was pointless.

Moreover, after three days and nights without sleep, all he wanted now was to conserve his energy for what was to come.

"Fielding, looks like your reputation's slipping. Kennan dares to ignore you now. I think we should give him a beating, make him remember his place."

"That's right. Beat him up in front of everyone, and let's see if he can show his face in the Holy City after that."

"Some people only learn after they've been beaten."

The group continued taunting him, and the boy named Fielding looked at Kennan with a sinister expression.

How dare Kennan make him lose face? Was he asking for death?

"If you're asking for it, don't blame me!" Fielding sneered and raised his fist, preparing to punch Kennan.

"Stop!"

Just as the fist was about to land, Kennan opened his eyes, ready to retaliate. But before he could act, a voice rang out nearby.

Both Kennan and Fielding turned to look and saw another boy walking toward them.

It was Corvin.

Seeing that this group was about to attack the boy he felt a connection with, Corvin couldn't help but shout to stop them.

"What are you doing?"

Fielding quickly retracted his fist, forcing a smile.

"Oh, it's Young Master Corvin. We weren't doing anything. This younger brother of mine was being a little disrespectful, so we were planning to teach him a lesson."

Fielding, who had been full of bravado moments ago, was now wearing a sheepish grin.

Of course, they knew who Corvin was.

He was the next heir to the Steinway family.

Among their peers, very few could rival him in status.

Corvin glanced at Kennan before waving his hand dismissively.

"Do you know what day it is? Fighting now will only make a joke out of your family in front of everyone."

Fielding was stunned but didn't dare to argue. He could only nod in agreement.

"You're right, Young Master Corvin. We'll leave now."

Before leaving, Fielding shot Kennan a look.

"I'll deal with you later and teach you how to respect your seniors!"

Soon, Fielding and his group left.

Kennan looked at Corvin and then closed his eyes again.

"I didn't need your help."

Corvin paused for a moment, then smiled slightly and leaned against the wall as well.

"Suit yourself."

After that, neither of them said another word.

They stood against the wall, quietly watching as people moved around them.

Thus ended the first exchange between the future Ruler Mage and the future Divine Knight.

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"Dong... dong... dong..."

Time passed slowly until the sound of a bell echoed throughout the Sloe family estate.

Everyone fell silent and turned their attention toward a raised platform.

A wave of magical energy suddenly spread from the platform.

In the next moment, an old man dressed in a purple mage's robe and holding a black staff appeared, and everyone immediately bowed.

"Greetings, Lord Sloe-Masi!"

"There's no need for formalities. Please, be seated," the old man smiled and took his seat.

This was Sloe-Masi, the current head of the Sloe family. He had lived for over three hundred years and was a Six-Star Mage Emperor.

The Sloe family held such a high position in the entire Bork Empire primarily because of this old man.

A Seven-Star Mage Emperor, he had once contributed greatly to the Bork Empire, especially in the campaign to eradicate the remaining undead.

One could say that he was practically a spiritual leader of the Bork Empire.

Even the wealthy Steinway family held great respect for him. Teddy, too, showed utmost reverence toward such a powerful figure.

"Welcome, everyone, to the Sloe family's disciple assessment..." Once everyone had taken their seats, another elder stepped forward.

This was Sloe-Lawrence, the Grand Elder of the Sloe family and an Eight-Star Saint Mage.

"Well then, I won't waste any time with unnecessary words. I'll now explain the rules for this year's disciple assessment."

"There are two parts to the test. The first is the annual magic power test."

"The second is a disciple duel. If anyone is confident, they may choose their own opponent."

Lawrence explained the rules, and all the Sloe family disciples listened attentively.

"Now, I declare the Sloe family's annual disciple assessment officially open!"

"Boom... boom... boom..."

As his voice fell, countless magical fireworks burst in the sky, lighting up even the daylight with their brilliance.

"So, it's finally starting?" Kennan opened his eyes, staring resolutely at the fireworks in the sky.

Today, Sloe-Kennan would make sure that these fireworks shone only for him!

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Mages And Knights Levels : The hierarchy of knights was as follows: Apprentice Knight, Junior Knight, Intermediate Knight, Senior Knight, Bronze Knight, Silver Knight, Gold Knight, Platinum Knight, Holy Knight, and finally, the legendary Ruler Knight. Each rank had nine stars. The hierarchy of mages in this world is divided into: Mage Apprentice, Mage , Archmages , Grand Archmage, Sage Archmage, Mage King, Saint Archmage , Mage Emperor , Mage Ruler.

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