CHAPTER 16

"Mary!!!" A loud voice came from Jad, who suddenly appeared out of nowhere while I was in the middle of meditating.

"What the heck, Jad? What's with the loud voice? I'm meditating."

"Well… the school just announced the schedule for the yearly school festival next week Friday! I always practiced myself to be ready for this"

I looked at him but couldn't help smiling. He looked like he'd just won the lottery.

"And so? We've been annually celebrated the school fest for almost five decades now. What's so surprising about that?" I asked nonchalantly.

"Well, this time it's different. All students must join at least one game—or you'll have to clean the arena after the festival."

"What the heck! Why did they come up with that?"

"Why it's good..., I don't know about you, but I like it! Anyway, gotta go—I have to prepare more!" he said, walking away. He put his helmet on and rode off on his motorcycle. "By the way, I'll be late for your practice later. Just start without me," he said before speeding off.

I never join any games during the sports festival because everyone plays dirty—nothing is fair. And during the years when I didn't have a magior, I was very weak. I'm the only student in this school who doesn't have a magior. Some students have low-class ones, but at least they have something.

"Nice, another problem to deal with," I muttered, frustrated, as I stood up and gathered my things. These problems just keep piling up.

Suddenly, I received a call—it was from our group chat. Micah had started the call, and I answered.

"I know you guys already heard the news," she began. I knew it.

"Yeah, exactly. It's totally unfair," said Harmony. She usually joins the sports festival, but never for grades. She's very grade-conscious and doesn't like feeling pressured.

"Yeah, Jad just told me. And same as you guys, it really pisses me off. I mean, what do they expect—practicing just to impress others and pass?" I rolled my eyes.

"Sports fest is no longer a sports fest! Forcing students defeats the whole point." Harmony strongly said.

"Can't you talk to your uncle about this, Mary?" Micah ask.

"No. And not even to his son—he was over the moon when he heard about it."

"Then good luck, guys! Can't relate—I already practiced what I'm gonna do months ago," Reina shared. If the three of us rarely join these kinds of events, Reina joins everything. But out of all of them, she only ever did one thing impressively—volleyball.

"Don't tell me you're gonna play with the team again, Rei? That wasn't even impressive."

"Well, not if we win. If we do, we'll definitely get a perfect score in every subject. So for now, bye—we still have training," she said. "I don't think I still can come to you later Mary.." she added and I just nodded.

I sighed in disbelief. Hayst. Reina.

I started flipping through the pages of a book, looking for something that could possibly help me. And then I saw it.

"Have What I Want" Magior — A magior that lets you possess any five magiors of your choosing.RULES:

You must wear the Emerald's Necklace before casting the spell.

You must keep this a secret; if anyone finds out, erase their memory.

If this spreads to 3 to 5 people, you'll face consequences.

REMEMBER: Don't overuse the magior. GREED IS A SIN.

That's all it said. And honestly? I think this is the perfect magior for me. But one thing bothered me.

"What's Emerald's Necklace?" I asked myself. And to my horror, the book suddenly flipped on its own—like a gust of air had blown through it. It landed on a blank page… or so I thought.

"Why did the book bring me here? Right after I asked about the Emerald's Necklace... too much of a coincidence. There must be something here," I said, concluding that this page must be connected to my question.

I flipped the page back and forth, hoping to find something—a word, a clue. But nothing. It was just blank.

"What the heck?! Is this some kind of mystery? I don't have time for this."

I picked up my phone and dialed RJ's number, hoping he might know something.

"Hello?" he answered after the second ring.

"RJ, I just want to ask you something. Maybe you'll have an idea."

"Is this about the book? Go ahead."

"Yeah, um… what's the Emerald's Necklace?" I asked directly.

"Why do you ask?"

"Nothing. I'm just curious. I read it somewhere before and… just answer me, please."

"The Emerald's Necklace belonged to Queen Emerald. It's named after her. But my grandfather said the necklace disappeared right after the queen died—like, it was literally on her neck when she passed."

"Really? Then… is there anything that could be used as a replacement for the necklace?"

"Why? Wait—are you trying a spell that needs the necklace?"

"What? No—"

"If you are, Mary, don't. I'm warning you. The necklace belonged to the queen herself, so if the spell requires it, then it must be incredibly powerful. I know you wouldn't be able to cast it without the necklace—but still, I'm telling you." His voice was sincere.

I told him I wouldn't try anything.

I looked at the book in front of me, and that's when I noticed the page on the left—like it had been torn out. I was about to call RJ again, but then I realized: I can't let him know about this. He doesn't have the same magior as I do, so it couldn't have been him who ripped the page. Maybe the previous owner tried to be selfish and tore it out.

A few minutes passed as I stared at the book. Suddenly, it flipped back to the "Have What I Want" magior. At first glance, it looked the same—but no. Earlier, it was just a plain drawing, like a rough sketch. Now, it had color. It had become a silver necklace with a red pendant.

Just like… mine.

The necklace I stole from my mother when I was seven, just because she didn't buy me a toy. Why does it look so similar? I took it off my neck. After all these years of wearing it, I had never noticed… there was an initial engraved on the back: an "E."