Swish!

The gold brilliance receded, appearing before a grand manor entrance.

The post was empty, unlike the hall they were before there were no hidden stares directed at him.

Though dark, there were bright lit lanterns fashioned on the walls that illuminated their surroundings, the street outside looked quite deserted, sparse with crowds, and each of these people carried themselves in a dignified manner while working on foot.

Which looked strange, why weren’t they riding carriages instead. Andrew thought, feeling several open glances, some that of interest and caution for the silver haired man leading them.

Whilst the silver haired man, Sir Remus, wasted no time in observing the street before passing through the entrance which turned out to be a veil, as if it was an illusion, the man disappeared.

’Ehn?’ Andrew’s eyes glinted with surprise, sensing the familiarity.

But not dwelling further, he similarly passed through the entrance alongside Ava.

Both siblings disappeared from sight.

Surprisingly they didn’t teleport, the outside from the manor was visible, the passerby, those donning specific Mystic Robes, all these people could be seen from the inside, those outside couldn’t see them, the only thing they could see was a quiet Manor entrance dimmed with the glow of lit lanterns.

’Damn!’ Andrew cursed in his heart as he observed his surrounding.

Spanning for about 100 meters the empty space was fitted with white interlock of smooth stone slabs. There were three paths aligned towards three different entrances, one by the right, the other by the left, and the third straight ahead with the manor entrance behind. The shared distance was quite wide.

’Is this a maze or something?’ Andrew thought, the security was fucking insane, but upon sensing the silver haired man walk forward, he followed.

Arriving at the entrance, the door was manually opened to welcome them.

This time there was no illusion, the two men clad in black Mystic Robe who opened the door bowed slightly, greeting the silver haired man, Sir Remus.

"Hold on! I’m coming"

"Run!"

"It’s mine."

Though bustling would be an overstatement, the scene was very lively, kids ran through the courtyard, grand buildings aligned on each side, rows equally illuminated by light crystals.

And in the middle was one large building, much more grandiose and taller than the rest, which stood at the center, opposite the courtyard.

Divided my a huge fountain that had kids, sitting around it.

All stopping, they observed the newcomers with puzzlement, their eyes only lighting up as they spotted the silver haired man, seemingly familiar with him.

Andrew sensed several stares directed towards him.

In the surrounding buildings, several curtains pulled up, observing the new arrivals.

Andrew flashed a smile at a boy nearby.

Sure enough, the boys eyes lit up with curiosity.

But Andrew realizing what would happen next quickly placed his finger across his lips in a sussssh manner. Then nodding the boy did the same.

Just like that, he dodged the prophesied barrage of questions that the curious boy would have thrown at him.

His face instantly folded into a cold one, maintaining the impression of a strict uncle.

Whilst Ava felt completely awkward facing the curious eyes of the kids, while some marveled at her hair.

’This is night for fuck sake why are there so many kids running about’

But contracting to what Andrew thought would happen.

"Daddddy!" a boy called out then rushed towards the silver haired man, whose distant temperament instantly crumbled and turned to a warm one. Kneeling down to rough the boy’s hair, he smiled lightly, and whispered something into the boy’s ear. Of which, Andrew heard clearly.

" go on Drew, Daddy will come back later."

’ehn?’ Andrew’s cold eyes froze as he heard this, Ava’s expression contorted a bit but she held still, only giving the boy a glance.

His gaze at the silver haired man changed.

Sure enough, the child nodded and went back to mingle with the other kids, and the silver haired man returned to his cold detached self.

Walking under the peeking stares of the raised curtains, they entered the grandest building.

Voom! the atmosphere changed, the large opulent hall was swarmed with strong auras.

About three people sat mid air in a lotus position, as if they were meditating.

However, Andrew’s eyes were swiftly attracted to the woman in black Mystic Robe, luscious green hair draped over her shoulders, and a scarlet lipstick tracing her lips, there was a small round eyeglass perking on her nose, her eyes were deep green. Such contrasting color, yet the woman was appealing to look at. There was this familiar vibe she shared with Bernadette that he couldn’t identify.

Unfortunately her melons were hidden by the table before her.

He could tell that she was older than both of his mothers..

’Just how thick would her ass be’ Andrew thought for the final time. Holding back a sigh.

A single seconds was all at it took him to make this analysis.

’ehn?’ he felt a sudden keen gaze directed at him, but instantly disappeared after, as the silver haired man called out the woman’s name.

" Greetings Lady Vera"

Silence...

At this moment, the men or rather, with an appropriate look at their facial features, it was more fitting to use guys... the eyes of the three guys sitting mid air shut open, their face looked anguished with a suppressed look in their eyes.

They all held up, giving Andrew co a glance, but upon reaching the silver haired man they nodded with respect before resuming to close their eyes.

’Hehehe, is this some kind of punishment?’ based on their aura which had no effect on him, it was blant obvious which rank they were.

Unnoticed, a chilling shiver that ran down the spine of the silver haired man.

Minutely he avoided staring straight at the woman who he called Lady Vera.

"Hmmm" the woman nodded, furrowing her brows as she kept down the book in her hand Tilting her glasses a bit she then said in a stern cold voice, which to Andrew felt pleasing.

"And who might they be?"

"I brought them to have their token marked..." obviously not a direct answer, the silver haired man, Sir Remus seemed to have purposely dodged something and refused to state their identity.

’Hehehe, this is interesting...’

Andrew’s eyes lighted with interest, even the three guys mid who seemed to be under agonizing torture pricked their ears.

Surely Sir Remus was hiding something...

The woman’s gaze peaked, simply powerful enough to overturn the whole building, yet the silver haired man in question refused to speak.

"Remus?" the woman’s voice waa cool, maintain calmness yet her gaze intently focused on Remus, the silver head man.

The man buckled for a moment, then clenched his fist, squeezing the words out his throat.

"They are here to join the academy... They are Kieran’s." the man added after a momentary contemplation.

’hehehe’

Andrew noticed the eyes of the beautiful woman still for a split seconds, then her shoulders seemingly relaxed, she exhaled lightly then fitted her glasses before refocusing her eyes on them with a nonchalant look.

"Hand them over" she said, her voice strict as brown tree branches covered in vibrant leaves suddenly shot out from the table and extended towards their hands, then in a split instant the yellow token in their hands was snatched.

’Is she trying to act like nothing happened?’

Since the man had said "Kieran’s" he was probably referring to his father. His father’s name was Kieran, and the milf which he guessed to be hiding a bountiful amount of package behind that table showed complex emotions upon hearing this.

Not having noticed the warmth in her eyes in that split moment, this was what Andrew thought.

"Child, what is your name?" surprising him, the woman directed her voice to him first.

Which was to say, Ava’s manifestation and him not having one wasn’t a concern to her.

"Andrew" Andrew stated in a composed tone. If the silver haired man was called Remus by this woman then who was he?

From the look of things his momentary thoughts spent on analyzing this woman were a waste. Her position in the Dragondale’s House seemed so renowned that there wasn’t any hope that he would be able to snoop around her in the nearest future. Talkless of her strength, the aphrodisiac potion he could concoct wouldn’t work on her.

The woman, or rather hot looking milf seemed to have scribbed his name to the token.

Noticing this...

"Ava" , his step sister, spoke out in her usual way.

The green haired milf nodded and scribbled her name on the token.

Right as she was done, tiny tree branches appeared and shot the token towards them.

"When you are out, drip your blood on it." She instructed, picking up the small booklet she had been reading before they came.

Remus, the silver haired man gave a short bow before turning to leave with both step siblings following behind after taking the same action.

Soon they stepped out of the suffocating building, breathing the cool night breeze and welcomed with the view of active children.

Then Sir Remus led them towards another building where they would stay before leaving for the academy.

Soom Andrew would discover that they didn’t need to partake in what so ever trial.