High-Class Mob 29 29. Birth Of A Legend

Mina was a Sixth Circle Mage, in this world, the Mage's level of power reaches all the way up to Grand Sorcerer.

To elaborate, their power levels are as follows, First Circle Mage to Ninth Circle Mage -u003eMinor Sorcerer, Sorcerer, True Sorcerer, and Grand Sorcerer.

Colt never really got to know what's the strongest level a Mage could reach. First of all, he didn't even get past the fourth volume meaning he didn't see most of the combats, and second, he'd been too preoccupied with his sword training that he's forgetting most of his responsibilities.

Colt was pushing his body to the limits so he can achieve aura faster. Wishing for aura is the dream of warriors and him wishing for it is natural and he's particularly keen with the color of his aura.

'From my training, I should receive Blue aura, right? But from my lineage, I'll most likely inherit the Black aura of the family.'

In this world, there are three kinds of power. Mana, Prana, and Aura.

Mana is used by Mages to cast spells: Prana is used to form illusions: and Aura is used to strengthen the body through elemental means.

Other than Prana whose properties are much more complex than the other two, Aura and Mana call upon the elements; the only difference is how they do so.

If mana commands the elements to form into complex formations and cast complicated spells; aura commands nothing and simply exists together.

Blue aura commands the water element, if used properly by a warrior it will increase the flexibility of the body and its elegance. And when it is time to incorporate real water in the attacks, fighting would be much easier.

As to where the water element stands it is unusable in combat, but there are moves that can only be done by water and Colt is aware of what those are.

He had seen Neun move his sword, and that water movement is pretty terrifying in the eyes of Colt.

'That tier 2 movements are not to be used in a war.' He shivers just by remembering them.

Just like Mages, Warriors have levels too like the first phase of mages there are nine levels in warriors. Colt has yet to even step in the realm of warriors. Mages only become circled mages once they create the first magic circle in their hearts and warriors only become warriors when aura arises from their bodies.

But Colt is in no way going to remain stagnant, he wants to become popular for his name to reach every ear of every citizen and be welcomed as an upstanding individual but not so much that he'll be hailed as a hero.

In short, he wants to erase his past and become a hero-like but not so much. He is not heartless but he also doesn't think he'll be able to shoulder the pressure of stopping the upcoming war and stopping whatever disaster comes.

Colt especially does not think he'll be able to become a good leader of the people.

Besides, he only needs to become well-known so when Filla's name is said, she��ll be accepted by the majority. He does not want to become so popular where there are women trying to chase after him, no, he can't handle that much blood on his hands.

"Hey b.a.l.l.sy, do you know any way to become popular?"

"Meooww."

"You're right, I shouldn't be asking you about that…"

Colt had inexplicably become closer to the cat in a span of a day and a night. As they say, the best way to become friends is through the exchange of fists and paws. And as for its name, that's just a nickname Colt is using because the cat says that Fatball is too degrading.

As for the question, if it has b.a.l.l.s or not, the answer is no…the cat has no b.a.l.l.s nor does it have the other one. It's androgynous and is pretty laid back.

The cat leaped on Colt's head.

"Nyaa, meow, purr."

"I know, it's time for my training. Oh yeah, if you could, can you have asked someone to a.s.sist you when you drag me back? It adds to the pain when my back is dragged through the stairs…"

"Meomeow."

"Yeah, I'm counting on you."

As the two converse like normal, Colt got out of the bed and began stretching his back. He walked out of the room and as he was doing so, he was struck by a sudden inspiration, "Hey, do you want the name, Inu?"

The cat thought about it for some time but its answer came after some time…

Swat!

Colt was slapped on the head as an answer…it's a no.

Having no one to heal him as his body is slowly getting destroyed by the training and with a cat to drag his a.s.s back to his room, the b.u.mps on the way to his room was no joke. The stairs were especially hard work and the fatso cat didn't even try ask anyone for help like it had said.

But as the next day came to be, Colt could only sigh as he brought out a simple white long sleeve shirt and on top of it wore a red blazer that had an insignia of a golden sword on its chest area signifying, he was of the Warriors Cla.s.s of the academy.

Colt hanged his sword on the scabbard hanging by his side. This sword was a real sword weighing around 2kg.

It was actually pretty light compared to the training sword given to him by Neun which weighed at around 8kg. Having such a light sword on his hand felt too unreliable as he could not get a good grasp of it.

So, he replaced it with his training sword.

The handle of the sword carried no special accessories and coincidentally resembled his training sword so why not use that?

Besides, Neun was strict about him bringing the training sword whenever he could and NEVER use any sword other than the training sword.

Unlike other n.o.bles, he did not need the help of a maid; he came out of his room already changed and dressed. His handsome visage garnered second glances from the ladies of the mansion.

Colt never really use anything to prepare himself when he is heading out, a simple finger comb was good enough for the handsome Colt.

But this time, he made sure he was very much prepared. Impressions is not something to laugh at so he did his best to match the preferences of this world and had his hair combed back to make himself presentable to others.

And as he and the fatso finished eating, it jumped on his shoulders.

Even the cat was groomed by three maids earlier today, its body was shining and its cuteness was in full explosion. And as Colt and the fat cat boarded the carriage their aura of elegance is undeniable.

Colt was ready, he was ready to increase his popularity to the populace, to prove himself he was a man amongst men, and as the carriage ride took only a few minutes to reach the Dragonheart Academy, he and his partner stepped out of the carriage in full style!

It was now the start of the first day of school. And Colt doesn't know it yet, but the appearance of this cat and human duo was the start of a legend.