Chapter 3.

Arthur was in a small classroom with other young Beastskin's, everything was quiet, but Arthur's thoughts were not, because even after 4 days had passed since he talked to his father about the blessings of the gods, so after leaving school, Arthur went and asked his classmates and friends if any of them had a blessing, because they were all between 14 and 15 years old.

and although he went and asked everyone he came across, they all gave him a negative answer, but he did not give up there, he even went and asked the various adult teachers he came across, however, despite having asked about 20 adult Beastskins, only three or four of them had Blessings of the gods, and in his own words, "Those blessings are nothing compared to those of humans.

So, she tried to ask her father, but he was out hunting with other Beastskins.

After a few hours, he decided to go out with his sister Misha to play for a while, although it was not a game, it was more like a ride on Arthur's shoulders, Misha was 11 years old, but his personality was somewhat playful, Arthur at times complained about it, but his mother, told Misha that he was just as playful or more than her.

Arthur at times seemed annoyed, but inside he smiled to see the happiness of his younger sister, because since he turned ten years old, his father trained him and explained several things about the life of children Beastskins, as e because of not receiving scoldings for simple things like something broken or a wound games, because they wanted to give them a normal childhood or as quiet as possible, as an example was his village, in it, there were not many warriors Beastskins, only a few with great power, but to that point, you could say that Arthur was already stronger than them.

But Arthur did not care about that, he just wanted his sister Misha and his family to be happy.

After spending a few hours carrying and playing with Misha and his mother, Carlos arrived from the hunt with others, Arthur and Misha smiled with happiness and amazement, because their father was covered in green blood.

"Looks like they came across something big in the forest," replied Jasmine, Arthur's mother with a small smile.

"We only ran into two or three Trolls, nothing serious," replied Carlos with a smile. "Arthur, wait until I take a bath, today we will also have the training," he answered seriously while looking at Arthur. "Then we will take the troll heads to the guild," I say to another Beastskin.

An hour later, as the orange sunset was almost upon us, in a meadow far away from the village, Arthur and his father Carlos could be seen having a magic fight.

- "LIGHTNING MAGIC - LIGHTNING SPHERE!" Arthur shouted creating a lightning sphere in his left hand with some effort.

"And also! FIRE MAGIC - FLAMING SPHERE!"-Arthur had summoned two magic spheres in each hand, noting that he wouldn't last long with them, he threw them towards his father who was waiting for him with a smile on his face. "There they go, father!"

-Come on! ROCK MAGIC - ROCK WALL." Carlos had created a rock wall of 2 meters and 60 cm wide, and at the moment of Arthur's magic impact, they had only created a small crater of 10 cm in the rock wall, Arthur seeing that, could only fall over himself after having spent so much mana in the 2 hours of training.

-Well Arthur, you have improved a lot, you can now use two different types of magic elements at the same time. -Said the father with a big smile on his face.

- (gasp), maybe, but that wastes a lot of my mana, more... Ahg, I didn't even break your rock wall. -Arthur replied between gasps of exhaustion and with a bit of annoyance.

That's true, though it's also true that your magic cratered my rock wall, and that rock magic has an advantage over the magic you cast." Carlos replied cheerfully and then turned serious.

-"True, though it is also true that your magic made a crater in my rock wall, and that rock magic has an advantage over the magic you cast. Carlos replied cheerfully and then became serious.

- "Also remember that another war could be near, you need to get stronger for that, and to protect your family after me, you know what my Race can do to the Beastskin and we don't want that. -Said Carlos with a firm and fixed look towards his son.

"That may be true, but you are royalty, father, and you even have the blood of the hero chosen by the gods," Arthur replied with enthusiasm in his voice.

-True, but my Magic Potential doesn't compare to yours, son. He, "replied with a small smile while scratching the back of his neck.

-How? Will I be stronger than you? he asked with a surprised face and bulging eyes.

-The gods gave a great increase in everything to that Hero of the holy war, but on the condition that his next generation would not have as much potential like him, that is, he would skip a generation, my father is so strong since he was born with the inherited potential of the hero, and then he had me and my brothers, None of us were born with the potential like my father, but our children would be born with that potential and great magical power, you and your sister were born with that potential, but have not yet awakened it, but I know that someday you will be stronger than the others, you can even use Dark Magic and Light Magic like the hero of the Holy War. -Responded the father with pride in his voice.

"Great, I'll be as strong as I can and protect you all! I have one question though."

-What?

- "If in the holy war all the races that were on the side of the Gods would fight, why did it last so long if it was only the demonic clan, and why didn't the gods themselves come down to fight instead of sending The Angels? - Arthur asked as he was always told the story of the holy war at night, but he didn't understand why it lasted so many years, even because they were so close to losing.

-Well Arthur, we not only fought with the demonic Clan, just like us, they had their allies, like The Vampire Clan, who together with the magical power of the high-class demons, could bring the very night in the day, they also have hellish dragons and monsters of the forest like goblins, orcs, trolls, and others, they made a very hard war.

-But we had the giants, or rather titans, even one of them was chosen as a hero.

-That's true, but demons can be almost as big as a normal giant, and originally they were 8 Giants or Titans as you told them, but the demon king and several high-class demons killed 4 of them.

"So why didn't the gods come down to help?"

-Well, the gods can't fight with the demons since the gods made it a rule not to touch the earth to fight since their power could cause more damage, same with the demon king since he is the "God of Hell" but his high and low-class demons can touch the earth and go to war.

-So that's why they sent the angels to war, and they also chose the strongest of each race to fight and protect the world.

-That's right son, now we go home to rest.