Six Warriors

Goddess Speech - (Sam)

It was Drorn who said that enough was enough, that now the Guardians had another journey and that they had theirs. Sam noticed that his cousin Katrina even gave a small wave of farewell to Fenrir with a smile on her face, luckily Fenrir didn't seem to notice, after all he was almost always distracted, Sam didn't know what... maybe with dark things or murder , dark guys thing, whatever. When they returned to the room, there were Marcus, Victoria, Philip Seraph and Stanis, they had a sober face, rather serious. The closed room was lit only by the flickering light of the statue, so their faces were now lit, now somber.

"Why did you stay?" Jack asked Marcus and the other remaining Guardians.

"I asked myself the same thing." Marcus spoke as if he didn't like being left behind.

"This room…this place…I think it got a bit lonely here after the farewell, don't you think?"

"We are still ten people in this room, Jack," Fenrir said, "there is no solitude here."

"Okay guys, I hope you're prepared." The goddess said, "As you know, you were sent to gather information about parts of the Metaphysical Configuration and you even got your hands on some of them. It turns out that we lost five of them to these mysterious enemies that surround us."

"We saw a guy defeat a powerful sea monster very easily." Victoria said, "Miguel came face to face with this guy."

"The Order of the Dungeons... we don't really know who they are, or what exactly they want, but we do know one thing... they are connected to the forces of the Demon Emperor. We lost to them The Heart Scroll and the Vision Scroll, the Right Hand Scroll, Firmament Scroll and the Left Handed Scroll. Ethan managed to retrieve the Voice Scroll, it is now being transported to a safe place, so we have the three scrolls that Dagda Spellon recovered and which is very much kept in an academy of secrets."

"What you mean?" Miguel asked.

"The Academy Professor Myrddin Spellon Drakonischen, the castle of the Spello family, there the three scrolls of Dagda are hidden."

"What is this academy about?" Sam wanted to know.

Miguel started to explain.

"The profession of adventurer became more and more demanding and more and more disputed. In the beginning, the Myrddin Spellon Academy was just an academy for apprentice magicians, made to compete with the Saeventh Academy or the Crimson Grimoire, but little by little other types of knowledge entered Professor Merlin Spellon, which ended up becoming a preparatory school for adventurers, of all kinds. In today's world, the most skilled adventurers come from renowned academies and are referred to the best adventurer guilds, the best guilds have the best jobs and get the best profits. Of course there are smaller guilds and adventurers who don't participate in guilds, but their services are cheaper and according to rumors less credible. Think of the Academy as a vocational college or even a university, while guilds are employment agencies and companies.".

"Very well, Miguel!" The statue praised.

"How do you know so much, huh?" Sam asked himself in thought with some suspicion, "In a world of magic and adventure, who would be buried in books, Miguel?"

"What are we going to have to do then?" Fenrir asked the statue, "Breaking into the school and stealing the scrolls?"

"No, boys, no. You're going to study at Professor Myrddin Spellon Academy."

"EEEEEEEHHH??" The guys asked in unison, with the exception of Miguel. Miguel appeared to be interested.

"That's right, in the academy you will receive training as good as you would in the Order of Guardians, perhaps better, while you study there, you will search for the secret locations of the academy, places where perhaps the scrolls and other treasures are hidden."

"In that place…there are some teenagers, right?" Fenrir asked with some disgust in his voice.

"What's the matter? You're a teenager too, despite your childlike appearance."

Fenrir said nothing, just frowned.

"Very well then, are we going there?" Ethan said firmly.

"E-Ethan?"

"Come on guys, we face deadly danger fights, what danger is a school going to pose to us? Magic school, whatever! Let's go there and let's complete our duty!"

"Remember, the Perennial Gates are in trouble, you are unable to return home. Even I, with all the power I have left, could not achieve this, the only hope is in the Metaphysical Configuration, the mission, boys, it is very important and make no mistake, also dangerous."

"So we're stuck in this world, wonderful!" Fenrir complained.

"Yes." The goddess nodded, "Marcus, Victoria, Seraph and Stanis are here to help, let's call them the Support Team, they'll go to the gym with you and they'll be there as backup."

"That's great" Ethan smiled at that, "let's do our best."

"Maybe our best isn't enough" Marcus said, "let's cross the boundaries of our limits, exceed our expectations, go beyond, way beyond and then we'll have a chance."