Controlling Destiny - 16 Unpleasant Confrontation

[Nevermind that idiot,] Ultrix thought to himself.

He took the other two books and read their titles as well: “Unlocking your affinity meridian points through meditation.” and “69 Cultivation Tips and Tricks”

[Welp.] Looking at the book titles Ultrix sighed deeply. [1 good book out of 3 isn’t bad.]

Regardless, Ultrix took the 3 books and walked away from the bookshelf.

He had a lot of thinking to do and promptly made his way back home.

Meanwhile, the prior incident involving Ultrix had spread far and wide at this point and everyone in the Academy had heard about his ability to draw runic circles without a solid medium.

Many wannabe tricksters filled the hallways performing their versions of the technique using water and paper but were soon exposed for their cheap scams.

The more academic pupils were already hard at work researching potential leads into how to replicate the technique.

“I think that some of those tricksters might be onto something,” one of the pupils said to his friend.

“Yeah! I was also thinking it would probably have something to do with generating a very thin layer of water to hide the drawings.” Another pupil who overheard the statement chimed in.

The conversations went back and forth, and slowly cheap knockoffs of the technique began appearing one after the other yet again.

Headmaster Magmus watched from his overseer’s office and chuckled slightly to himself.

Madam Mavris stood behind him with a slight frown on her face.

“How can you chuckle during such a time?” She asked him coldly.

“Oh, this is all going quite nicely to my plan,” Headmaster Magmus said calmly. Not bothering to even turn around.

Mavris subconsciously shivered a bit when she heard this. [Impossible,] she thought to herself, [has he figured out the infiltration plan already?]

Steeling herself, Mavris asked calmly as if nothing was wrong, “what kind of plan would that be?”

Magmus said nothing for a moment but simply chuckled to himself yet again.

Mavris’s mind raced and she instinctively flicked out an assassin’s dagger behind her back. [Worst come to worst, I suppose I’ll have to use this,] she thought to herself.

Her train of thought broke though when she realized headmaster Magmus had suddenly appeared directly behind her.

She instinctively tried to withdraw her dagger hoping that Magmus had not noticed, but it was too late.

Magmus wrapped one arm around her waist and pinned her arms behind her back. With his other hand, he stuck the dagger to her throat.

Mavris gulped instinctively in fear. [I didn’t even notice his movement!] she thought to herself in terror. [Since when did the old geezer become so formidable?]

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” Magmus told her calmly. His voice was quiet and neutral, but Mavris could sense the waves of killing intent rolling off of him.

“Well, I guess the secret is out, how did you find out I was the infiltrator?” Mavris asked.

Magmus chuckled slightly again as if he found the situation quite funny. “You’ve been careless, Mavris.”

“That’s impossible, I made sure to hide all my steps well and even killed off everyone who should have known about the operation.”

“What about Luzith?” The headmaster asked calmly.

“Luzith?” Mavris seemed to be deep in thought and then she remembered. “Oh, you mean that puny little girl and her useless sidekick?” Their bodies are probably in a ditch somewhere in the middle of nowhere by now.”

Magmus laughed slightly to himself again as if finding the idea of Luzith’s body in a ditch quite hilarious.

“What’s so funny?” Mavris’ face twisted into a mean scowl.

“Oh, it’s nothing much,” Magmus said quietly. “It’s just that, funny enough, I found something interesting the other day.”

“Please bring that thing out!” Magmus said to the wall.

At first, nothing happened, but slowly, a small figure walked out from the wall.

“Impossible, you should be dead by now!” Mavris raged in fury and confusion.

“Well, isn’t this ironic?” The small figure said slowly.

“I believe that’s exactly what Mattias said when we pretended to fail to kill you.”

“Besides, here’s something that’s even more interesting,” The figure brought out a small enchanted bag and dropped it in front of Mavris.

Mavris felt her heart drop. “Is that Egran?” She asked.

“Oh, so that’s what its name was,” the small figure replied nonchalantly.

“It was pretty easy to kill, just a few light jabs were more than enough.”

Mavris’ body shook against her will. She felt like all she had known was crumbling around her. “How the hell did you all suddenly become so strong?” She cried out in frustration.

This time, Magmus replied. “Oh, Mavris,” he said with mock sadness. “It isn’t that we have always been strong, but it’s you who has always been weak.”

Before madam Mavris could retaliate Magmus quickly moved his arms up to her head and locked it in place.

“This will only hurt for a brief second, but then it will be over. You probably deserve worse for the things you have done, but I’ll leave that to divine punishment for your immoral sins.”

Mavris screamed and flung her fists against Magmus but it was to no avail.

With a quick cracking sound, Mavris’ head exploded and her body fell limply to the ground.

“Ah, Mavris, I hoped that things could have turned out differently,” Magmus said with a sad tone of disappointment in his voice.

“Well, regardless, what is done is done, now we need to stop the rest of the infiltrators.”

Luzith nodded and walked back into the walls.

Waving his hand, the entire room reverted to its previous form. All signs of struggle disappeared from the room and even the bloodstains drained into the air.

Magmus paused standing there for a few moments as if reliving his younger memories. Then, with a final sad shake of his head, he walked out of the room.

Without anyone noticing though, in the corner of the room, a dark splotch remained. It sat in the shadows warily, as if afraid to move.

Finally, after many hours, it too disappeared within the walls.