The Kingmaker System-Chapter 36 - 35. Master (2)

After Eric left my room, I released a deep breath and looked at the large mirror in the room, after one long look at my reflection I pushed my hair back revealing the blue stone earring that was studded in my right earlobe.

Silas was a genius for creating such an amazing device that helped me disguise myself without having to go through unnecessary trouble. The device was specialised only for me as I had told Silas about my plan and he had created an image that would befit my name.

I gently removed the stud and the reflection in the mirror changed as my body reverted to its original form with my long white hair tumbling down my waist and my form shrinking to its ten-year-old look.

"I’ll need to leave soon," I mumbled as I walked over and changed my clothes.

After changing into comfortable clothes I lay down on my bed and fell asleep before I knew it.

It had been a long time since I had been looking for a skilled fighter to stand by my side as my knight when I was in this form. An assassin was my best choice as they wouldn’t hesitate when I ordered them to kill and wouldn’t stress themselves over needless chivalry.

Besides, the impact of the Baron who became the owner of the Magic Stone mine was just as I had expected on the people.

The Baron who went by a name just as strange as himself, a person whom nobody had seen or heard from. The person who only roamed in shadows and appeared to those who had fate on their side.

A person who appeared out of nowhere with the identity of a merchant from the far East in the kingdom bought land, found a mine with Magic Stones, made a deal with Mage’s Tower and even established a town. He had wealth and status yet, he never showed his face at any event or paid any heed to the order of precedence.

I had successfully created a person who would become the powerhouse that could place the crown on the head of whoever he wanted.

Yet, I was weak. I still had to grow stronger and make sure that nobody touched me or my people.

I would become someone who would befit the name that I had adopted.

Ryujin- The Dragon God.

And while I was at it, I might even go ahead and change the misconception that people had about the Dragons.

The next day before daybreak I teleported back to the Aurelius mansion.

Rune and Duke were overjoyed to see me as usually I would only be there for a couple of hours, for my lessons to keep my act as a noble lady and for the rest of the time I would be at my lair for my lessons on Mana control with Silas.

And at night, I would patrol my town and the places around looking for potential assets.

So far, I had managed to gather a few who lived either in the town or around the Fairisles mansion.

It was a good progress considering that I still had time and resources. The only thing that now irked me was my own lack of strength, I was practicing Magic but I still couldn’t get to the high levels.

My progress was blocked in the Dragon’s Magic. Because of my bloodline I could gain an upperhand in Frost Magic and even do well with Mana Control but the Dragon’s Magic demanded more.

I consulted Silas regarding it wondering if I should go to the Mage’s Tower as I invited him to play chess with me at the Aurelius mansion.

"That’s because you don’t have the kind of environment required for your magic to evolve." He had answered.

"Are you suggesting that I come to the Mage’s Tower?"

"I would be happy if you did, but your father and grandfather won’t be happy about it."

"What else could I do?"

He was silent for a moment as he observed me, before he made his move in the game taking out my bishop and spoke, "The Dragon’s Magic is quite strong so, the Mage’s Tower could only do so much."

I sighed as I moved my rook and took out his queen.

"I need a good advice, Uncle."

"Practical training might help."

He took out my Queen and then looked at me as I rolled my eyes and pulled a check on him making him frown.

"What kind of practical training?"

Silas was quiet for a while as he stared at the game, wondering how he could get out of the check.

"Battles," he mumbled and I cocked my brow.

"Battles?"

"Dragon’s magic isn’t that easy to control. Even the element like water is extremely volatile, your other element is Frost so, it can cohabit but there are still limitations."

He moved his king making me pick up my knight and defeat him swiftly.

"Ah, I lost again!" He grumbled.

"You’re telling me that I should go and participate in a war?" I asked and Silas looked at me.

"No, I’m telling you that your magic could get a good boost if you engage in some real-life battles."

"It basically means that you want me to go fight in the wilderness."

Silas sighed, "You asked for my advice and I gave you one, you can do something else too but the kind of results you want in the short amount of time needs for you to take the risk."

"I’m not talking about the risk involved I’m saying how am I going to do it."

He looked at me, it seemed as if there was some thought in his head which he was pondering over whether he should place it before me or not.

"Just say it, Uncle." I prompted and he licked his lips before he steepled his fingers in front of him.

"Look, I’m not supporting a ten year old-"

"Eleven."

"Pardon?"

"I’m eleven now, Uncle tomorrow’s my birthday."

He blinked for a moment and then shook his head.

"Forget it."

I frowned at that, "Wait, why? Tell me."

"It’s nothing, Reina. Forget it."

"Uncle, tell me!" I insisted but he simply stood up wordlessly and walked out of the library.

What was he hiding?

I sighed as I walked out myself, tomorrow we were having a small party amongst the family members for my birthday and everyone else in the house were too excited.

I would be lying if I said I wasn’t looking forward to it since it would be my first time that I would be celebrating my birthday with people other than myself.

I shook my head, shoving away the depressing memories about my childhood and went back to my room as it was quite late.

The small and dingy room was only illuminated by the buzzing tubelight. There was an old wardrobe in one corner, a small kitchen glued against the far off wall in the front, the tiny hall that had a small sofa, a ceiling fan and an old television and that was all there was to the house.

This was my house.

The one where I lived with my mother and sister.

I could still vividly recall each nook and cranny of this small room because it was the place where most my life was spent.

The place which was filled with the silent cries, the complains and the unvoiced screams.

I had just returned from my part-time job and it was quite late at night, I knew mother might not have made anything since she had lost all the will to move. She would sit in one corner of our house and keep staring off in the space after my sister had left house.

It was painful to see her like that her husband left her and even her younger daughter left her. She was already skinny and frail to begin with but recently she had stopped eating because of guilt and that had made her even more weak.

I just wished she would pull through somehow, I was by her side, she just had to turn and see.

But, I guess I was asking for a lot.

I opened the door, "I’m sorry, I got a little late, Mom. I’ll quickly make som-"

My eyes fell on the figure in front of me and I stopped short at the door with my heart nearly coming to a halt.

The sound of the rope squeaking was the only sound that echoed in my head as I stood there frozen in my place.

I couldn’t know why, I still questioned why...

Why was I never enough for them?

Was it too much to lean on me when she was so depressed? I was there for her, I was doing all I could to make sure we had food and other necessities yet, why?

Why?

"Because you were not the one we needed."

I gasped as I sat up in my bed feeling the cold sweat coating my body like second skin, my pajamas were drenched and my heart was pounding in my ears.

The tears gathered in my eyes and I couldn’t help but feel the pain that was growing in my chest. I gritted my teeth and clenched the sheets in my hand as I pushed my tears back.

Some of them slipped but I still managed to lock them away as they were not supposed to appear now. I was living a new life and I had love of family now.

As twisted as the circumstances were, I was trying my best to be happy.