Chapter 2 – A Mysterious Voice (1/2)
Chapter 2 – A Mysterious Voice
Just as Calron woke up, he saw the sun’s light bore through the window as it pierced through his eyes.Scrunching up his eyes, Calron quickly got up as he remembered the events that happened last night. Looking around his small hut, he was surprised that it was still intact with only a few objects jumbled on the floor.
Other than the mess on the floor, there were absolutely no signs that a lightning bolt had actually struck this feeble hut.
Worried that it was all a dream, Calron attempted to release his essence.
Wisps of bright gold light surrounded him as Calron sighed in relief knowing that he had finally awakened to his element.
However, Calron was suddenly hit with the realization that his essence last night was a unique azure blue color, and not the normal gold of other lightning cultivators.
This gold essence felt a lot weaker than the azure essence Calron had experienced yesterday, as he remembered the feeling of unrestrained power that surged through him. Where did it go?
Calron let out a disappointed sigh.
It went back into the locket, kid. The Azure Lightning puts a lot of pressure on your body, and if you had continued to channel it any longer yesterday, you would have instantly died. Just be glad that it protected you.
The Voice abruptly stated with a lazy tone.
“Are you a ghost?”
Calron asked with his voice quivering.
He was in extreme pain yesterday, so naturally, he did not pay much attention to the origin of the voice, but with his mind clear now, Calron’s childish thoughts could not help but remember the ghost stories that his mother used to tell him.
Haha, I’m not a ghost. But, more importantly, why is the son of House Raizel living in this dump, kid?
The Voice inquired in a peculiar tone.
“House Raizel? What’s that, I’ve never heard of that name before…”
Calron replied in a confused tone.
The name was unfamiliar to him, as only the most powerful families were titled by their house names, so why would a servant’s family ever have one? For as long as Calron could remember, his parents just had a single name.
Never mind
The Voice sighed. He seems to do that a lot, Calron inwardly thought.
I heard that! The Voice exclaimed.
“Wait, so you can hear all my thoughts?”
Calron thought inside his mind, in order to test the Voice.
Yes, I can hear your thoughts loud and clear, kid.
The Voice responded back lazily.
“What’s your name?”
Calron sent his thoughts to the Voice. He started enjoying talking to this Voice as it filled a lonely part of him that was empty after the death of his family.
Although Calron could not listen to the thoughts of the Voice unless it intentionally talked to him, he could subconsciously feel that the Voice meant him no harm, and moreover, he even felt a slight feeling of affection from it.
Well, for now, just call me Teacher.
The Voice said lazily, but there was a hint of excitement in his voice.
“Why would I call you teacher?”
Calron already called old Ronny his teacher, as she taught him history and numbers, along with the other village kids. Since his parents worked at the city Lord’s house, Calron had lots of free time to spend, so he usually tried to make friends with the other kids. However, despite Calron’s best efforts, the village kids always seemed to either ignore or condemn him.