Ambrosia, Kingdom Of Elves
(Current Location -
Place: Teleportation gate, North Goliath
Time: 12 hours ago)
Thousands of students and teachers were teleported to the planet of Goliath, including a small 12-year-old boy with green eyes and smooth black hair parted and combed to the right in a nerdish fashion, and a bracelet on his right hand with a green pearl-like diamond-shaped crystal embedded in its center.
It was his first time on another planet, and the whole marshal was led by Jonathan Greeves, the head in-charge of the academy's first-year's He was a stocky man with a well-toned body and grey hair cut in an army-style haircut.
Each class of 100 students was led by their respective homeroom teachers. 1-F, Kaze's class, was no different. Mr. Gustan, their homeroom teacher, stood in front of them all, a fat spectacled man who seemed irritated that he had to waste his time accompanying children like a babysitter.
Although there was a look of relief on his face, perhaps due to the fact that his safety was guaranteed since the hunting expedition was taking place on Goliath, a low-tiered planet.
Rare minerals, beast cores, and hides could be found in abundance on these various planets. Exploring the unknown was a risky gamble, but it was nothing short of a treasure for the kingdom, so it was a risk they were willing to take.
The kingdom divided the planets into 4 categories:
Green Planets: Fully explored planets with human settlements.
Orange Planet: Partially explored planets with dangers lurking here and there.
Red Planet: An unexplored planet with uncertain and precarious hazards.
Black Planet: A calamity-ranked planet that could possibly endanger the kingdom's safety.
Orange, Red, and Black were further divided into low, medium, and high tier planets depending on the danger level of the beasts inhabiting them.
Goliath was a low-tier orange planet that the academy used every year to give their first-year students a real-world experience without putting their lives in danger.
Kaze (previous version) began gazing around him as soon as he emerged from the portal firmly implanting the exotic scenery in his mind.
The hot sun, the red arid soil, and their encampment, which was tightly packed over a few square kilometres with high security, tents aligned in a straight line, and a barricade just outside the perimeter with a few guards who kept watch 24 hours
Adults and students alike were seen wandering from place to place, some exploring the unknown while others running errands.
Kaze admired how different the scenery was, and how the teleportation gates had allowed him to travel millions of miles in a matter of seconds.
He was disappointed that he would never be able to use teleportation magic because of his low affinity for mana, but he was content with the opportunity to be in a place where he would not be bullied or beaten.
But, alas!, he had no idea that two more people, one with a goatee-style beard and the other with a moustache and whiskers, had entered through the same gate as him.
Students were allowed to carry weapons because this was supposed to be a learning experience for them to hunt beasts, but Kaze was content with a few hours of peace where he could freely roam the unknown planet and mentally record every inch of its scenery, so he didn't have any weapons on him.
He stayed close to the encampment as he explored, which had been cleared of all beasts prior to their arrival.
Kaze struggled to make friends at school mainly because of 2 reasons. Firstly he was a first-year and not much time had passed since his admission and secondly because everyone was aware of his reputation as the slave son of the Tiberius dutch.
He had long ago stopped caring about other people's opinions of him and had begun to ignore them.
He had just gotten a few metres away from the encampment when ...
THUD!
He turned around to see what had hit him when he felt a huge pain in the back of his head and saw two people with a vicious smile. He wanted to flee, but his head was numbing and he was losing his balance. He passed out a few seconds later.
The two boys took his body and carried it as far as they could in a beast-infested area before dumping it in a nearby cavern.
They didn't kill him on purpose because they wanted him to suffer when we awoke alone on an unknown planet, surrounded by beasts, and with no weapons on him, and they left him to die in that desolate place alone and in vain.
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(Current Location -
Place: Ambrosia, Kingdom of the elves in the eastern continent
Time: 5 hours ago)
If one had the eyes of a hawk, he could see a small dot approaching the forest from the far sky in a dense forest that stretched for thousands of miles without end.
It dawned close to the forest, now just near the long canopy of greenery all around and long trees that covered the entire ground, allowing only a sliver of the bright sun to shine through.
He wore scars as ornaments and appeared to be dressed as a warrior. He sat on a pegasus that was more sublime and elegant than any other, under the brightly shining sun reflecting his toned and muscular figure filled with battle scars that depicted the figure as some glorious war hero.
The winged horse's majestic hooves landed on the ground as the golden battle armour that covered the beast from top to bottom rattled, as if announcing the arrival of his rider.
The man on the pegasus, with his pointy long ears and the most attractive face anyone had ever seen, continued deeper into the lush green forest, turning as if he had known this maze-like forest since its inception.
As he progressed deeper into the woods, he became aware of the presence of several others who were hiding in his path, using the tall trees as cover, as if guarding something valuable. Their numbers grew from tens to hundreds to thousands, and they continued to grow, but they all let the man walk by without interfering.
He came to a halt in front of a massive banyan tree, its branches spreading out over a metre and covering a large area beneath it, as if warning others not to enter its domain.
The man, who appeared to be in his early twenties, continued on his ride, pushing aside the branches and walking straight towards the enormous tree.
The trunk of the tree burst open as soon as he was a finger's distance away from it, opening a pathway with blue lights sizzling around it.
The man entered through the cleverly concealed teleportation gate, and after a brief bout of dizziness that partially blurred his vision, he emerged on the other side to find a vast kingdom, with everything beneath the bright blue morning sky spread out over tens of thousands of kilometres.
A massive blue and white castle stood in the heart of this vast and majestic kingdom, with many settlements and cities surrounding its walls.
A massive tree stood just ahead of the castle, more than a thousand times larger than the banyan tree, which seemed insignificant in comparison. As the man finally uttered the word "Yggdrasill," its majestic aura spread throughout the lands, and its mana blessed the entire kingdom.
As he passed through the entire kingdom on top of his pegasus, he hovered in the sky once more. Everyone who saw him on the street bowed their heads in respect and admiration for this one man.
He landed just outside the castle gates, directing his ride to one of the royal palace sheds. The guards stationed at the palace's large gates saluted the man as soon as they saw him and opened the gates to the majestic yet elegant castle.
He walked straight towards the throne room as if he owned the place, and the guards guarding the throne room swung the doors open as soon as they saw him.
As he walked in, a deep loving and caring voice exclaimed, "Welcome son!" The voice came from an old man who appeared to be in his sixties but was actually over 300 years old, seated at the farthest, on a huge golden throne, 'King Leopold Abbott Windsor,' the current ruler of the elves who ruled with benevolence for several decades and under whose rule prosperity spread in massive amounts.
"Ahem ahem!" came from one of the men across the room as soon as the king spoke out. He was one of the king's most trusted advisor and friend, Egbert Sinford, a respected elder of the council.
The king spoke up again, this time in a guilt-free tone that was a far cry from the grandfatherly tone he had used earlier, as if what he had said before had never happened. He spoke once again, now in a more serious tone, one that screamed of authority and supremacy as he commanded, "Arnold Abbott Windsor, Commander of the Elven Army, Report! Have you managed to track her down? "..