Unleashed Power
Chapter 12

Time has been running for quite a while. Gerald lay on the floor exhausted. I don't know how many times he had restored the practice doll and all the results were not satisfactory for him

Gerald's breath was heavy. Face pale. He was like he was going to die. In fact, the energy he put out during training was not too much.

When compared to other witches, Gerald's magic was the weakest. His body is weak too.

Slowly the young man got up from his sleep. He dragged the training doll back to where it was. Training for today was enough, he thought.

Gerald looked around him. After returning the doll, he felt that someone was watching him.

"Hello?"

The young man was constantly calling out something uncertain. Suddenly, he saw a shadow darting at the end of his eyes. Of course he was surprised. He almost screamed if the shadow made no sound.

"Are you done, son? Looks like you're too busy to realize I was here just now."

Gerald sighed in relief after seeing Alven. Inwardly he cursed the man for scaring him.

"You made my heart almost fall out" he said, stroking his chest.

"Why don't you just take it off?" timpal Alves.

Gerald looked at the man in disbelief. He could have said that to his first customer. However, Gerald did not want to bother about it. The young man immediately packed his things and intended to leave the room.

"Your magic is very weak, son."

Gerald's steps stopped. He was quite upset to hear Alven's words. Without the man telling me he already knows. The young man had just been able to control magic that even he did not know that it was in him.

"I know."

"You can't compete with the kids at Alphrolone school if your magic is still like that" Alven continued.

Now Gerald is stunned. Inwardly, he questioned whether he had told Alven that he was accepted into the Alphrolone school. How does the man know?

The young man turned his body to face Alven. He could clearly see the man's face. His face seemed to say that he knew everything.

"You know son? Your kind of magic is the kind of magic labeled as the weakest."

Gerald follows Alven who starts walking towards the practice doll he just kept, with his eyes.

He had already realized that his magic was a weak kind of magic. It could be seen from the reaction of the participants as he won his battle at the entrance examination.

He is also told by Emil and Mage that witches who have Builder and Maker types of magic are often ignored by other types of magic users.

Actually Gerald was quite upset to hear that. He believed that witches with both types of magic were not what others thought they were.

For example, his mother. His mother is a magician with a type of magic maker, but according to Gerald his mother's magic is strong.

"Magicians glorify a magician who has a type of magic controller, because it is considered as the most powerful magic after the type of circular magic. You know why?"

"Because of its difficult use?" answer Gerald profanity. Actually, he doesn't care much about it. He only cares about himself.

Alven shook his head in response to the young man's statement. The man placed the exercise doll he dragged in the middle of the room. Slowly, he rewinded himself until the distance between himself and the puppet was quite far.

"It is precisely because of its easy use, but has great damage."

Alven raised his left hand and made a gesture like shooting something. At first, Gerald was quite confused by the man's words. However, before long the training doll in front of Alven just exploded.

Gerald widened his eyes. He was quite surprised by what had just happened. He doesn't understand the situation. He began to wonder how the man could blow up the doll.

"That's an example" said Alven casually.

Unknowingly Gerald clucked in admiration. The young man could not let go of his gaze on the already shattered puppet in front of him.

"Wah~ what kind of magic is that?" whisper Gerald. But Alven could still hear it very clearly.

"My magic is mind control, son," explained Alven as he approached the inexhaustible Gerald praising the man's strength.

"Huh?"

Gerald was quite surprised to hear that. At once, the magic power of mind control could not destroy a puppet practice so easily.

The young man scrunched his forehead, trying to digest Alven's words that felt awkward to him. Gerald's head nearly exploded from thinking about the reason, but he realized at once what Alven had meant.

"Y!! You control my mind, right?" gerald shouted as he just recalled how the magic worked.

So, when Alven showed a gesture like shooting, Gerald who was too focused on the practice doll did not realize that Alven had been streaming his light green magic light around the young man.

It was the light that made Gerald hallucinate as if the doll had exploded. The original doll was not destroyed at all. It was just Gerald's mind because he was so eager to see the doll destroyed.

Alven laughed out loud at the reaction of his first customer. I don't know why he felt like pranking the young man. The shameless grown man had pranked the little boy, wiping away his tears from laughing too loosely.

"Oh, come on~ I just wanted to show you that this could happen to you at school."

Gerald put on his pouting face. He was already too lazy to respond to Alven's words that felt like mocking it.

"Yes, yeah. Only up you. I'm too tired already. I'm just going home."

Gerald stepped out his foot leaving Alven still laughing. The young man cursed Alven to let him laugh to death.

He was so upset and nagging all the way. Until he came out of the dimension room, he was still nagging about Alven's annoying behavior for him.

"Oh, are you done with Gerald?" ask Noya.

"She, what's wrong with your boss? Is he no other job than to prank me?" ask Gerald annoyed.

Noya shook her head. He's been with Alven for years in business and that's the only childish thing in him. He can conclude that Alven recruited Gerald as just one of his toys.

"He was always like that. I also can not stand the childish nature," said Noya while continuing his work.

Gerald was silent for a moment. Hesitatingly, he asked, "Are you guys dating?"

Noya breaks down the table, leaving Gerald shocked and nearly knocked down. With a sinister look, the woman seemed to say 'don't joke' to Gerald.

With great difficulty Gerald gulped his saliva while waving an awkward smile at Noya who seemed to be completely enraged.

"Do you want to go home?" noya asked, trying to calm down.

"Yes, I still have to get ready to move into the dorm."

Noya nodded her head and thrust a bottle of mineral water at the young man. At first Gerald was confused. However, Noya said that it was just one of the services from their store.

Of course, Gerald gladly accepted it. It also happened that he was already thirsty because of his training earlier. Training yells at Alven means.

Yes, the only thing that really drained the young man's energy was when he had a fight with the shopkeeper.

"All right, then I'll go home first. Hope your boss won't bother me again next time."

Gerald stepped away from the store while downing the water Noya had given him. Noya watched Gerald go away until the young man was no longer visible in his eyes. The woman understood a little why her boss liked to prank Gerald.

Gerald is a person who is innocent and easy to trust in others. It could be that the water he gave was a poisonous drink, but the young man casually received the gift of a new person 2 days familiar.

"Excuse me, is this really the place that provides the room to practice using magic?"

A voice broke Noya's daydream. Quickly, the woman showed a smile of her business to a customer in front of her.

"Welcome to D'Montana, what's the need?" said Noya kindly to the young man with his unique pink hair.