11 Suspicious 1 (1/2)

”Are you okay, little Jo?”

”Yes, mother. Merely, can't we eat something and talk to Pops at the same time?”

”Here, mama has a spiritual fruit we can share.”

Lady Isis was as pretty as a painting with her long black braids flowing in the wind. She was wearing a white dress full of shining pink crystals, three sapphire gem rings on each hand, and a purple-silver gem necklace on her neck. Isis Trilleck sat elegantly on the Wind Spirit Wolf she named Synergy, as it traveled swiftly through the estate grounds.

She used her pure force to block the wind and turbulent forces, more for her son then for herself. The pure force was gentle in nature and wouldn't accidentally damage the child. Milky white energy formed a knife on Isis Trilleck's finger to split the spiritual fruit in her hands into pieces. Lady Isis felt a pang of guilt in her heart, but she still proceeded. This was an experiment.

Not every child could become a sage or even a saint. The vast majority of the world were all mortals. There were trillions of people of different races in the Great Motherlands alone, and only around 30% of these people were able to become Sage path experts. Even though it was true that over 40% were capable of becoming Saints, many of those saints never surpassed the foundational level.

However, this boy of hers definitely had the potential for the Sage path. That phenomenon before made this a certainty. On the other hand, the potential for one to be on the Saint Path typically had to be tested, unless it was a Celestial Essence Body.

As for the Sage path, when someone is born with a body compatible with origin energy, they are called a Sage Body. Around the age of three-years-old, kids who are born with a sage body will start to exhibit talents or abilities related to their souls and bloodline limits. This period is called the 'awakening.' However, lady Isis was curious, just whose bloodline did the boy inherit? If it was hers, then this was incredibly dangerous, and she would have to immediately take her son and leave far far away.

Her bloodline limit was an absolute secret, no one could know of it. However, if it was the bloodline limit of Osiris would it be less dangerous? Maybe, but not by much in their current settings. Nonetheless, Isis Trilleck had no answers for these questions she had.

So she decided to test it out.

In spite of his young age, Jodye was apparently in his 'awakening' state. If he had inherited his father's bloodline or even her own, then he wouldn't easily eat this poisoned fruit. Most beasts, especially wolves, had a superior sense of smell, and deep inborn instincts about poison. If he still tried to eat it, she would just find an excuse to dispose of it.

Jodye Trill sat in front of his mother with bright blue eyes. He was busy observing how outrageously huge and pretty this home of his was, as their ride traveled towards the center of the estate where the lord's manor was located. This was Jodye's first time cruising through the main estate like this. His mother seemed to be taking the scenic route.

In the distance, Jodye saw a giant golden statue of a heroic-looking young man with a giant wolf. The young man had fang shaped diamond ear gauges, was wielding dual sabers, and wearing a wolf pendant around his neck. He looked like a country conquering hero. Jodye marveled at this magnificent statue of his father, as a subtle sense of pride took seed in his heart.

There were many places of interest in the estate. Majestic pavilions, palaces of varied sizes, training fields full of experts practicing their arts, and even shopping centers where beautiful women gathered. Jodye Trill was amazed watching people wield flame swords and shoot ice at each other in battle. What was amazing? This was amazing! There was so much going on that Jodye didn't know where to place his focus.

Lady Isis was tickled watching her son look all around everywhere like a kid at a theme park. Indeed, this boy did seem a bit wild. After he had heard his mother say that she had food to share, Jodye took five full minutes to turn his body halfway back and reach to grab the piece of fruit before his hand stopped. Lady Isis' brow twitched slightly.

”Ma, this smells weird. The fruit...I think it's janky.” Little Jodye Trill covered his nose and turned his head in disgust.

”Janky..?” Isis Trilleck was dumbstruck. What have those servants been teaching this boy? She sighed as her hand suddenly blazed with a pale blue flame, incinerating the spirit fruit, which diffused a dark green mist as it evaporated.

”Janky, indeed.”

Lady Isis had absolutely no idea where this kid learned his crazy vernacular. It troubled her heart that her own baby was already so mysterious to her! The little boy was a walking wonder. If he was indeed 'awake' as a mere one-year-old...

Trouble!

Meanwhile, Jodye Trill looked up and saw something unusual high up in the sky. Clashes of energy were causing shock waves as two nobles of the house faced each other in mid-air. Lady Isis followed her son's eyes and took note of this.