Chop…chop…chop…
High above ground level, a heavy-duty army carrier helicopter was swiftly moving towards its destination, carrying children of all ages and genders, ranging from thirteen to twenty, from the Matsya Rajya.
All of them were observing each other, but nobody dared to make any noise.
All of them know that each person present in the room is one of a select few elite people who have the right to enter the topmost military academies throughout the entire geography of Bharat.
[In the content room]
A man was talking to an elderly man with a bald head and an eyepatch on his left eye with a tense expression before a holographic screen.
"Dean, are you sure that we will have a student to pick up from Darsan City? According to the list you have provided to me, there is no mention of anybody's qualification from there, and it's almost impossible to change our path."
"I know. I just got the message from the high-ups about the update in the recommended students list, and according to that, I have been ordered to make you temporarily stop at the Dalni military air station before the students reach there.
At the same time, the military base in Darsan City will be taking care of escorting him to Dalni station. "So, you don't have to worry."
Meanwhile, Chandraka was standing a safe distance outside the helipad with the sound of the moving wings of a helicopter ringing in his ears.
As he looked at the helicopter slowly landing before him, causing his long hair to billow in the air.
A young man wearing a black military suit with a big, pencil-thin mustache landed on the ground carrying a spear in his right hand, looking at Chandraka with sharp eyes.
'Is this the student the royal family has recommended? Just what are they thinking? This guy is only an original student with no basic foundation.
"Are you Chandraka? " The recommended student this year is from Matsya Janapada. I am Major Palamvir, who will be responsible for escorting you to Dalin Air Station but before you get up, can you show me the recommendation letter with a token? "I need to confirm your identity."
"Yes, please have a look," said Chandraka while pulling out a silver hexagonal token with a symbol of two giant fish revolving with a ship in the middle.
Looking at the seal on the letter and the token Major Palamvir glimpsed at him for a moment before he returned it to him.
"Take care of them. You will need them if you want to get admission to any of the seven universities.I hope you will bring glory to our state and contribute to the rastra and janapada."
"Major, I will try my best to bring glory to our state and rastra, I promise,"said Chandraka with a bright smile.
Palamvir smiled and thought "kid is not so bad. At least he knows how to read the surrounding atmosphere and answer. I am just worried that he will give up later after meeting those geniuses from other janapadas."
"Come, Go and sit inside the helicopter and make use of the seatbelt. As soon as we get permission from the tower station."
Hearing that, Chandraka didn't hesitate and went inside and got ready.
After some time, the helicopter slowly started, and he saw the land going further away from him as he observed the entire city from the window of the helicopter.
Even though he had only taken over this body for one day, thinking about the fact that the place he was going to would not have his grandfather or his aunt to take care of him made him feel uncomfortable. He had been raised since his birth under their shed, but now it's time for him to spread his wings and fly in this vast sky without dependency as he recalls what had occurred last night as his eyes fell on the golden ring on the middle finger of his right hand.
[Last Night, Chandraka House]
Both Santhan and Surya are faced with the pain of the erosion of their mental strength. They are just one step away from solving the puzzle of the box set by Guru ji.
"Surya, in a count of three, ready one, two, three, come on."
"Show me some old bones, or we'll lose them."
They screamed at each other as the last bit of their energy left their bodies, and the wooden box glowed with a dazzling light and slowly returned back on top of the table with a clunking sound of the lock opening.
releasing the item inside.
At the same time, Chandraka and Rakshika came down the stairs and noticed the condition they were currently in.
Both Surya and Santhan were physically and mentally exhausted, with one sitting on the sofa with his entire body soaked in sweat and the other lying on the floor.
causing both of them to panic and rush to them.
"Grandpa..., Granduncle… Uncle Surya, Uncle Santhan, what happened? "Are you guys alright?" Rakshika and Chandraka asked in a hurry with worried expressions.
Being a professional medic, she can fully understand that both of them are exhausted due to some overly stressful work. But knowing how extraordinarily powerful both of them are, she cannot understand what caught their attention when a golden shine struck her eyes and she noticed the opened wooden box cover with a golden ring carefully placed inside.
Chandraka also noticed a ring and looked at it. When Surya slowly opened his eyes and looked at him with his lips weakly moving, a low-tone voice came out of them.
"Chandraka brought that ring to me."
He nodded to Chandraka and went ahead as he carefully pulled out the ring and brought it before him.
"Show me your right hand."
Hearing that Chandraka did as he was told as Surya slowly helped him to wear it on his middle finger, a shining glow caused him to close his eyes while golden sanskrit words revolved around the ring and disappeared the next moment.
Seeing this, Surya finally relaxed and took his hand back with a deep breath.
Chandraka also recovered and looked at the plain golden ring with curiosity.
"Now, you are the owner and guardian of our household treasure, Chandraka. Take care of it and never pull it out. As long as you do, nobody without your permission will pull it out. Unless you want to die, your body is in a critical condition of breaking down, and only this ring can help you slowly adapt to the power hidden within you."
"Granduncle, I will make sure to take care of it after all; it's my lifeline.But what is the origin of this ring?" asked Chandraka .Taking this into consideration that it can stop the collapse of his body due to the corrosion of world power inherited from his mother. The ring must have an extraordinary origin.
"I don't know, nor does your grandpa. We only know that it has been passed on from generation to generation in our lineage with its existence so ancient that it now cannot be traced back. Yet without a doubt, its origin is extraordinary."
Chandraka remained silent and looked at the ring. "Will it be alright for me to pass on this treasure to you?" After all, I don't have any blood relationship with either of you."
Surya looked at his brother, who was also looking at him, and shook his head. "Chandraka, both your grandpa and I come from an ordinary soldier's family background and lost our parents at an early age in a war with the foreign races. Until we were adopted by our Guru ji, who didn't have any biological sons or relatives, this treasure was passed on to us before his death, and you are the son of Santhan's adopted daughter and his disciple, making you one of us. We are your family, and it's our responsibility to make sure it continues our lineage and guides you. It's the least we can do; aside from that, the ring is completely useless to us. I was with us for a long time, but we were never able to uncover its mystery, not even our Guru ji."
"Still, you should take care of it."
[Current time]
Looking at the ring, Chandraka smiled and enjoyed the view of the sky outside the window while the helicopter slowly flew to the Dalian air station.