Omen: 7, 7

  “You two really have gotten much better,” Adam said, feigning to wipe his brow. He had finished pying sockball with the children, and Taygak stood tall and proud at winning, while Saygak was smirking, having done quite well for himself. Adam’s feet still throbbed and ached, having not yet recovered from the almost two months of nearly daily travel.

  “I will py too,” Jaygak said, haviurned back to the estate, and Adam sat down against the wall, watg them py, before noting Mara was assisting the Gak family in cooking.

  “Oof,” Katool said, sitting down beside him. “I am so tired, Cousin Adam.”

  Adam smiled, reag down to brush her little bob. “You have worked so hard, Cousin Katool.”

  “Yes,” the girl said, sitting up straighter, before leaning back against the wall. “I have one more sister now.”

  “Jitool?”

  Katool’s bob bounced as she nodded her head. “She is so small.”

  “That’s right. Just like Lanarot when she was small, right?”

  “Babies are all so small,” Katool said. “Why?”

  “They are small because they are young.”

  Katool nodded her head. “Why?”

  “They say it was because Humans evolved to have children out of eggs for one reason or another, but I assume it’s because of magi this world,” Adam said, smiling at the girl.

  Katool nodded her head, though she did not uand most of what Adam had said. “Cousin Adam.”

  “Yes?”

  “I am not Human, I am Iyrman.”

  “That’s right.” Adam smiled.

  Katool watched as her sister returned, before she quickly hoisted herself up with a grunt, before rushing to Kitool.

  He watched as Jaygak bullied Raygak, specifically aiming to beat only him, causing the boy to rush up to her to wrestle, though his sister easily dealt with him. The sight was quickly overtaken by Lanarot approag Adam, sitting down beside him, before showing up her block.

  “Look,” the girl said.

  “Wow,” Adam said, brushing her hair.

  Lanarot smiled, auro pying with her block, lifting it up, and turning it around, toug all across the patterns which were engraved lightly into the blobsp;

  “Where is papa?” Adam asked.

  “Papa,” the girl said, looking up at Adam.

  “Where is papa Jurot?”

  Lanarot looked around, befetting up to explore, cheg uhe table and stools, and even behind the Iyrmen. She lifted up a bo the side, aered it, calling for her brother.

  Meanwhile, Jurot approached the Elder, who was sitting at his desk, double cheg the papers for the m.

  “Jurot,” Zijin said, gng up at the boy, waiting expetly.

  “I wish for my right as an Expert,” Jurot said.

  Elder Zijihe rights which beloo an Expert, and those which beloo Masters, as was his rights as an Elder. He knew which right Jurot was talking about, though he hadn’t expected Jurot to have cimed them so young. Jurot was not part of the one hundred Iyrmen who had been plucked from childhood to form the one hundred, but he had already reached, and surpassed, many of them.

  “The world ges after a Great Twilight,” Jurot said. “I wish to step into the pool.”

  Zijin remained silent, deep in thought. He had to take into sideratioher it was the right time for Jurot to cim his right, and though he could dey the right, he could not refuse the right. “I will sider the matter,” Zijiually said, his thoughts too jumbled at the moment.

  “I am weak, Elder Zijin, but one day I will be strong,” Jurot said.

  “I already know of your iion to bee Gold Rank, Jurot,” Zijin said.

  “No, Elder Zijin. I will bee Diamond Rank.” Jurot bowed his head and turned, leaving the Elder to his thoughts.

  Zijin’s eyes remained on Jurot until he had left, and he leaned back, falling into thought. He sighed, knowing it wasn’t a ce that the three of them had e to cim their rights on the same day. ‘I knew Jurot would e soon, but for Jaygak and Kitool to e and ask first…’

  The Elder’s heart was warm, and he reached up to his chest, rubbing at his heart gently. The two of them had stated their iion to bee Steel and Silver, meaning one who was strohan an Expert but not a Master, and the other was a Master, though it would be through the Adventurer’s Guild. However, that had been before. Evehey had left with Adam, even after being Experts, they had kept those goals.

  Yet, today each of them had e to inform the Elder of their iion. To bee the foundation of the Iyr by increasing their strength and decreasing their freedoms. For Kitool, whose grandaunt had travelled the path, it was half expected.

  Jaygak, though? Could she truly do it? To give up on the freedom to py her little pranks? To give up on the freedom to show him, her Elder, such disrespect? To give up the freedom of bullying her little brother, who Zijin had to hand ara pepper or ten when she went away to adventure?

  ‘I would like to see it,’ Zijin thought. “It seems I will be busier for the few months…” The Elder stood, and make his way to speak with the Chief, for he would want to know about these matters, though they were to be reported at the end of the week.

  ‘Ah, no. I should go see him first.’

  Adam picked up Lanarot, holding her in front of the Elder. “I’m pretty sure I didn’t do anything this time.”

  The children all looked to the Elder, and then to Adam, giving him a curious look, w what he had done.

  Zijin smiled. “e with me, Adam.”

  Adam kissed his sister’s cheek. “Good job, Lanababy.” He let her down, though she reached up to be held once again. She cried and groarying to get Adam to pick her up, but Sonarot lifted her up, and soothed the girl.

  Zijin led Adam to his estate, and though he could have called Adam, he had decided against it. There were some things whie should do after showing courtesy. He poured Adam a drink and offered the young man some snacks.

  ‘Nice,’ Adam thought, tasting the date, which was mushy and sweet.

  “What are your pns for the rest of this year?” Zijin asked.

  “I nning on enting until the end of the year,” Adam said. “Well, I mean, before the Twilight Month, obviously.”

  Zijin bowed his head. “The year after?”

  “I o increase my strength.” Adam remained quiet for some time as Zijin measured the look within his eyes. “Ah, and I o help Dunes.”

  “That is a good answer,” Zijin said, smiling at Adam. “Then, I will ask you to tinue enting for the Iyr.”

  “I nning on making some more proper ons to sell,” Adam said. “I retly spent about six hundred gold on reviving a pair of dire wolves.”

  “I request that you tinue enting for the Iyr, unless you are extremely lucky,” Zijin said. “I would greatly appreciate it.”

  “Haven’t you already figured out the extent of my ability?” Adam asked.

  “You will only o ent the first step of eatment,” Zijin assured. “We will tio pay you one hundred gold for each time. Of course, if you are feeling lucky, you may work on your own ons, those which are Great, which you wish to sell or to keep.”

  “What about Basihanced?”

  “If you so wish.”

  Adam thought about it for a moment. ces were, he could ent half the time of the Iyr, and half the time for himself. However, it seemed that Zijin wanted him to ent more for the Iyr. “Is it something to do with the Iyr and all the Dragons you’ve summoned?”

  “The Iyr is ging, Adam.”

  Adam sat up straighter, having not expected Zijin to have stated such a thing so obviously to him.

  “Only we Elders and Great Elders know what is happening,” Zijin said.

  “Still. After what happened, I wao spend more time with Lanarot. My pn was to ent only when I was really lucky, and thehe rest of my time with my little chubby babby sister.”

  “I must admit that your affe for Lanarot warms my heart. However, I ask of this as an Elder of the Iyr. I will also guarahat for the ey of the Twilight Month, no one will bother you when you are to py with your sister, and your cousins.”

  Adam still hadn’t been sure, but when Zijin had used the lower case cousin, he sighed, bowing his head. “Alright.”

  “Do you truly wish to bee stronger?”

  Adam raised his brow. “Yes?”

  “Even if it means you must miss Lanarot’s sed birthday?” Zijin asked.

  “That depends on how strong I bee,” Adam said.

  “That is up to whether you are able to grasp the strength for yourself.”

  “What are y to say?”

  “If there was a way for you to grow stronger, would you accept it, even if it was to mean you may not be able to see your sister for her sed birthday?”

  Adam remained quiet, thinking back to the old man they had e across. Adam bowed his head and thought deeply. ‘I ’t Level Up too quickly though, otherwise…’ He wihinking about how Lucy had died without him being able to do anything. “Yeah.”

  “Would you also extend that to Jurot, Jaygak, and Kitool?”

  “Well, sure?”

  Zijin remained silent for a while, w if he could do it. It would be difficult, especially sihe Great Elders would be torn about the matter, though Zijin could also mention a few things he had begun to build up with Adam.

  “Elder?” Adam asked, after an unfortably long silence.

  “We will speak again soon, Adam.”

  Adam blinked. “Sure?”

  “Please ent each item with only the first portion of the entment, regardless of how well or poorly you do, as before.”

  “I still o make myself a Greater Enhanced on since mine was taken, but…” Adam remained quiet for some time, thinking about what Zijin was trying to tell him. “Sure, I’ll make those entments. I don’t really o make any for myself other than my neon.”

  Zijin hat Adam had picked up on what he was saying, and bowed his head. “Thank you, Adam.”

  “Thanks for the talk, Elder Zijin,” Adam said, before taking another date and finishing the rest of his drink. He was about to turn, whehought came to him. “Elder Zijin?”

  “Yes?”

  “I have some new Cousins now,” Adam said. “There are also the Goblins who were brought to the Iyr…” Adam stared into the Elder’s eyes.

  “Your Cousins will be raised well within the Iyr, and the babies will be vouched for by yourself and Jurot,” Zijin said.

  “Thank you.”

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  Thus begins the slice of life arc! Definitely no drama or anything :)