“Saygak, you are a Gak,” Kaygak stated, calmly. “You should use a sword and shield.”
“I want to be a Blood Mage!” Saygak shouted again, but seeing his mother motion with her hand, he repeated it, but quieter. “I want to be a Blood Mage.”
The other children nearby remained silent, sitting at their typical pce during lunch. They gnced between the adults and Saygak.
“Cousin Jaygak is s,” Kaygak began. “She is… cool?”
Saygak sniffled. “Jaygak is cool.” He nodded affirmatively.
“So you want to be a warrior that uses a sword and shield like Jaygak, yes?”
“Yes?”
“Good,” Kaygak said, rubbing his head. “You will bee a great warrior.”
“I want to be a Blood Mage!”
“Saygak, you…” Kaygak began, frowning towards her son.
The hair on the back of Adam’s hair tingled, aried to step back, trying to hide behind the other Iyrmen.
“Cousin Adam!” Saygak cried. “Oo! Woo!” The boy gasped for air between g, but he tio stand tall, even widening his stahe way Taygak would when she would state something definitively.
“What’s this?” Adam asked. “Who is bullying my adorable little Cousin?”
“Who is bullying my son?” Kaygak asked, gring at Adam, who had been the root of this nonsense.
“Saygak, you want to be a Blood Mage?” Adam asked, walking over to the g boy. Adam ruffled his hair gently, trying to uand what had happened.
“Yes.”
“Hmm,” Adam hummed quietly, trying to figure out his own thoughts. “Why is that?”
“I want to learn magic,” Saygak said, still gasping for air.
Adam brought out a cloth and wiped the boy’s wet face, allowing him to blow his o it. “You want to learn magic?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Magic is good,” Saygak stated, simply, no longer g quite so hard. He tio sniffle, but no longer did his tears fall.
“Is magic good?”
“Yes. Magic is good. I will learn magic.”
“Hmm,” Adam hummed once more. “Well, let’s say that magic is good then. Why else do you want to learn magic?”
“I am Iyrman. I learn the magic for Iyr.”
“Ah. You want to help the Iyr by learning magic?”
“Yes.”
“How will you help the Iyr if you learn magic?”
“I learn magid help Iyr,” Saygak firmed. “I will ent.”
‘This is one hundred pert my fault,’ Adam realised, looking up and sighing. He could feel the gazes of the Iyrmen against his back. “So you want to learn magic to help the Iyr, and you want to ent to help the Iyr.”
“Yes.” The boy nodded. “I learn like Cousin Adam.”
“Right, right,” Adam said, nodding his head as he thought. ‘I’m trying not to die, Saygak. How you do this to me?’ “Yes, but, don’t I also know how to use ons? I use an axe and shield, don’t I?”
The boy blihat was pletely true. However, retly, the emphasis had been on Adam’s ability to and magic. “I learn Fireball.”
“Why?”
“To help Iyr.”
“Hmm.” Adam racked his brain, trying to find a way to fix this issue. “Well, you know, I don’t think anyone be a Blood Mage, unfortunately. You have to be born a Blood Mage, I think?”
“I be Blood Mage,” Saygak firmed.
Adam narrowed his eyes. ‘Right. This eime they didn’t say he couldn’t be a Blood Mage because it was impossible.’ “Really?”
“Yes. Iyr will make me a Blood Mage.”
“I don’t think it’s that easy to make a Blood Mage, even for the Iyr,” Adam said, looking to Aunt Sonarot for support.
“The Iyr do it,” Kaygak said, though she did not eborate.
“Of course it ,” Adam whispered, shaking his head. “Alright. Well, then what’s the issue?”
“We are Gak,” Kaygak stated. “We use the sword and the shield.”
“Is it wrong for Saygak to bee a Blood Mage?” Adam asked, ruffling the boy’s hair still. Saygak looked up to his mother, his lips puckered together as he tried to resist g.
“No, but being a Blood Mage requires certain promises. If you bee a Blood Mage, Saygak, you will have to remain within the Iyr. Do you not want to explore the world as a great Adventurer?”
“No! I will be a Blood Mage!” Saygak’s word were full of determination. No matter how fused he might be about what they were saying, he was not going to allow them to ge his words.
“Really?” Adam asked, raising his brows. “I love going on adventures with my brother, and your cousin too. It’s so fun, and I bring baany gifts, and stories.”
“I will be Blood Mage. I will help the Iyr.”
Adam sighed once more, but he couldn't help but to smile. “What a lovely boy you are, Saygak. You always are so lovely, and now I see that it’s true. Staying here and helping the Iyr, it’s such a great honour!” He tio ruffle Saygak’s hair. “How old until you start training to be a Blood Mage?”
“Ten,” the boy said, his mother firming with a nod.
“Then, if Saygak still wants to be a Blood Mage at that time, I don’t see any reason why he ’t. You still have a few years until then, and maybe Jaygak try to vince you otherwise with her great tales. She has such a great on too.”
“I ent great on,” Saygak said.
“I’m sure you will.”
Kaygak sighed. She uood that Adam had no idea how long this had been bubbling within Saygak. For so long had the boy asked to bee a Blood Mage, saying it every so oftehe course of the year. Then, all of a sudden, it had burst forth. She khat Saygak would not give this up, not any more.
“I want to learn magic,” Saygak said, sniffling again. “I will be Blood Mage.”
“Don’t worry, Saygak,” Adam said, smiling down at the Devilkin boy. “If you want to learn magic, you learn magic. If you want to learn the sword, you learn the sword.”
“Saygak,” Taygak called, pointing at her brother. “You Gak! Sword. Shield.”
Saygak’s face began to sch up again as he made to cry, but Adam rubbed his head. “Yes, but Saygak is also an Iyrman, isn’t he? He wants to help the Iyr, and he doesn’t want tlory for himself. It’s thanks to such lovely boys and girls like Saygak that you go out and bee s, Taygak. What a lovely boy your brother is.”
“Saygak, lovely boy,” Taygak firmed. She walked over to him and hugged him tight, brushing his hair, letting her younger br her.
Kaygak stared down at her children, sighing. Laygak had been trying to vince Saygak away from such thoughts, but he had failed. Even Taygak had quietened him down, but now…
“Okay, let’s eat, shall we?” Adam asked, pig up Konarot, who had been jealous that her father had ruffled Saygak’s hair so much. “What about you? Will you bee a Blood Mage for the Iyr? Or will you bee a warrior and make a name for yourself?”
Konarot smiled before she snuggled up against her father, causing Kirot and Karot to tug at Adam’s trousers, before he lifted them up too.
“That was a trick question, of course! You will do her since you’ll say so small and cute forever!” Adam chuckled, kissing their cheeks and foreheads.
‘He is so good with children,’ Kaygak thought. Adam had defeated her the year before, in a single blow at that, and sihen she knew not to uimate him. ‘He assisted Churot into being a Scribe Mage, though it could have cost him his status as an Expert…’ The amount of trouble Adam had caused for them was not small in the slightest, but at the same time, he had always been eager to assist them.
Kaygak watched as Adam picked up his sleepy daughter, who had just awoken. The little Goblin girl reached up to grab his , before she squealed happily. Adam had spent so much time with the children, the same time that the older Jarot had spent when he was here.
“You smelly girl,” Adam grumbled, nuzzling her nose. “How you bully me like this?” He left to go ge her, taking the awakening twin brother with him.
The teeurned moments ter, noting Saygak’s wet fad red eyes. They go Adam, who was taking away his twins, his triplets settling themselves beside their nana.
Nirot gave her aunt a look, who merely nodded her head, and Nirot uood this was definitely Adam’s fault in some way.
“You guys are always w, huh?” Adam said, returning with his twins cuddled up to his chest, sug ohumbs.
“There is much work to be done,” Nirot replied, simply.
Adam looked up towards the sky. “It feels weird not w. I mean, it’s not like I don’t like this, but… I feel like I should be doing more.”
“We will spar with you if you are bored,” Nired.
“Hmm.”
Poor Saygak. How they bully him like this?
Hmm.
