Sitting on a chair, Navam was admiring the flowers, the cool breeze mixed with the scent of flowers.
He leaned in chair, relaxing his body.
The woman from the Nayar family was kneeling on the ground.
Not daring to show any disrespect.
Navam took the teacup from the table. The little taste of sugar and ginger was tingling his taste buds.
"Why are you kneeling?"
The woman looked at him.
"Because you are my master."
Hearing this, Navam put down the cup and gazed at the garden flowers.
"Does discomfort equal loyalty?"
"Humans have always confused discomfort with loyalty."
"If you have not suffered, it means you are not loyal. Does it?"
He turned his head to her side.
"Stand up. This place does not follow those rules."
She hesitated.
But stood up, taught from birth that not obeying means death.
"Master, please give me a name."
Navam looked at her serious face.
'Looks like the Nayar family truly did their work diligently.'
'A name, huh?'
Navam thought for some time.
"Clara, your name is Clara from now on."
Clara bowed to him and said, "Clara pays her respect to the master."
Navam took his teacup. "Call me young master from now on. Your work is to handle the household."
She looked at Navam. "Yes, young master."
Navam said, "You can go now."
Fiddling with the ring, he started to take a nap. His thoughts drifted into the past.
Wearing a white shirt and brown pants with an old design, refined and noble. He was standing in front of a thin teenage boy.
"Think again, boy. If you sign this contract, I can kill your whole bloodline below you."
The teenage boy looked at him.
His eyes were clouded with hesitation and confusion.
Thinking for a while, he spoke.
"You would kill, but only if they do not follow the contract. If they do, they are safe. So, what is there to worry about?"
The teenage boy signed the contract with a firm heart.
But Navam still noticed nervousness in his confidence.
"I forgot to ask, what's your name?"
The teenage boy looked with a grin, "Adrian Nayar."
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"Young master,"
Hearing the sound of Ryan calling, he opened his eyes.
"What happened?"
Ryan came with a phone and said, "Call from mother."
Navam took the phone.
"Hello?"
No one answered.
It was disconnected.
Ryan looked at the phone in Navam's hand.
"You already know about this place's network conditions.
Navam put the phone on the table.
"What did my mother say?"
Ryan looked at Navam with a certain serious expression.
"Mother said to come back home, eat well, and return."
After saying this, he looked at Navam with an expectant face.
Navam rolled the ring and said, "Okay."
"Tomorrow, be prepared."
Ryan saluted while smiling.
"Yes, sir."
Navam said to him, "Go and prepare."
–
The next day in an institute of 'Sylvara country.
The teacher was standing on a podium, telling students about awakening.
"Hello students, I wish everyone had wonderful life memories while studying. here"
"As you all know, after reaching adulthood, there is no chance of awakening any spells. Many people awaken spells before the age of fifteen."
But that was very rare.
"The earlier it awakened, the higher rank it had."
"There must be many students who awaken months before adulthood. But you need not worry about this so much with constant training, one can grow their spell rank."
A girl with a calm face stood up and spoke.
"To what level can it be grown by training?"
The teacher looked at the girl and spoke in approval.
"It depends on many factors such as crystal absorption, spell type, and your physique."
The girl sat in her seat after getting the answer.
A boy murmured, "She is so beautiful, who is she?"
Another boy around him said, "Be quiet, she is not someone you can mess with."
"She is Silviya Raven, daughter of the Raven family."
Hearing the noise, the teacher spoke.
"Okay everyone. Let's start class tomorrow. Today all you need to do is give your information for the institute ID. This is also your Guild pass that will be valid even after your graduation."
–
In the airport, Navam sat in a car. After some time, the car arrived in front of a very luxurious mansion. The gate opened as the car drove inside.
Inside there were many types of flowers. In the garden, a big tree was flowing its energy everywhere. Destroying all the negative energy.
Inside a woman with aged beauty sitting on a sofa, giving orders to servants.
The daughter of the royal family is "Eleven Vestar, my mother."
Seeing him coming, she said in a calm voice, "You've arrived."
But her face betrayed her.
Navam embraced her in a hug and said, "I have arrived, Mother."
He was trying not to show his expressionless face.
"Where are Father and Silvi?"
His mother looked at him with affection, "Your father is in the council office. Silvi at school."
"It's time they might be coming.
"You should freshen up and come before dinner starts."
"And where is Rayan?"
Navam replied, "I sent him to do some work."
He steps into his room, same as always.
The bookshelf still has his books neat and tidy. The bed is fluffy with minimal stylish design.
He came near the balcony, breathing the fresh air.
"Let's see if all those people still remember the debt they took."