Arcane Academy: The Divine Extraction Legacy-Chapter 801 Waited

As the Rift was sealed and the final demon vanquished, the continent had finally regained its peace… The threat of the Abyss Realm was quelled, and though the war had taken its toll, the resilience of the realm's defenders shone brightly in the aftermath.

The Avatars of Kyle, Jin, Giorgi, and the Four Immortals had turned the tide, their deeds destined to become legends in the annals of their world…

Nonetheless, though the battle was won, the Will of the Realm hasn't recovered yet. So those at the top knew that another invasion might happen unless the Will of the Realm could recover and continue to protect the Human Realm.

***

Odessa, the Royal Mage of Millton, sat contemplatively in her smoothly rolling carriage, her thoughts were occupied by the things she had to do at her destination…

The eastern forest that led to the Ruri Kingdom was a verdant expanse… or that was what it was before.

However, a huge part of it had been decimated because of the recent Demon Invasion… However, as he got closer and closer to her destination, she realized that the greenery was getting thicker and thicker… It seemed that this area had been protected over the several months of demon invasion.

Soon, she watched as the foliage gave way to the occasional clearing where towns bustled with life, their inhabitants unaware of the powerful mage passing by.

Whooomm~

Above, an airship cut a sleek silhouette against the sky, its shadow grazing the treetops as it sailed towards destinations unknown.

'It's the fifth airship now… I guess we're getting closer now…' She mused.

The airship was a symbol of progress… and in this area, there was only one authority that could gather airships…

"I hope I can meet you once again, Vale Chambers…" Odessa muttered as she had already learned the truth about the Shadow Immortal's identity. She easily guessed that it was Vale Chambers who had killed one of the Evil Entities at a critical time in the Roaring Summit.

Anyway, the journey to the Shadow Immortal's castle was a pilgrimage of sorts, a necessary venture to express gratitude for the aid rendered during the dark days of the Demon Invasion.

It had been six months since the Rift was sealed, six months since peace had been wrested back from the brink of chaos. Well, she had only managed to allot some time to visit Vale Chambers because of the disaster in their kingdom. Tens of thousands of lives were taken… Over five thousand of them were precious Arcanists serving their kingdom. She couldn't leave the capital in such dire straits.

She had to ensure the safety of the Royal Family… To be exact, the King didn't want to let her leave the Kingdom as he was too afraid to get assassinated by the enemies.

Anyway, upon arrival at the castle's vicinity, Odessa's carriage bore the insignia of Millton Kingdom—a sigil that commanded respect and granted passage.

The half-human half-dragon warrior who greeted her at the gates nodded with a mixture of reverence and curiosity, allowing her entry without question.

'Do I know that person?' She mused as she couldn't recall the man's name, but he seemed familiar…

However, she still shook her head as she knew that she had not been acquainted with any Half-Dragons, even in her younger days when she was still working as an Arcanist for a Guild.

Where would she even meet them?

Anyway, she continued on her way to the castle together with one of her brightest disciples, Princess Ceres. She had been silent for a while now as she really felt nervous meeting Vale Chambers…

The first time she met the Immortal, Ceres didn't recognize him since Vale was using some sort of spell or item to hide his face. However, after the Shadow Immortal's identity was revealed, she immediately recalled her bad impression and wanted to mend it in today's meeting.

Huuu~

Ceres then took a deep breath as she prepared herself to meet the Immortal.

However, as she looked around the reception hall, she was stunned. The hall was a grand chamber, its walls echoing with the low murmur of conversations and the rustle of robes.

There were delegates from various countries mingled with representatives of arcane organizations, factions, and church organizations. They were a diverse crowd, united by a common purpose—to meet the enigmatic Shadow Immortal.

Odessa noted the weariness in some of their eyes, and the patient determination in others.

After listening to their conversation, she realized that some had been waiting for weeks, their missions of diplomacy or plea for aid on hold.

Others had been there for months, their presence a testament to the Shadow Immortal's importance in the intricate web of power and politics.

"Wow… I didn't think it was this complicated."

As Odessa took her place among them, she felt the weight of her own mission.

She was here not just as a mage, but as an emissary of Millton Kingdom, carrying the hopes of her people and the gratitude of her king.

The Shadow Immortal's assistance had been crucial, and now, it was time to honor that debt.

The air was thick with anticipation, each delegate eager for an audience, each hoping that today would be the day the Shadow Immortal would emerge.

And as they waited, the people gathered within the hall grew…

***

Five days had passed in the reception hall with little change, and the air was filled with tension from waiting.

At this time, delegates had already whispered amongst themselves, speculating on the absence of the Shadow Immortal...

As some of them were already considering leaving, the grand doors swung open with a resounding echo that silenced the room.

Clank! Clank!

All eyes turned to the entrance as two figures stepped into the hall.

A man and woman, both in their fifties, walked with an aura of majesty that commanded the attention of every person present.

However, what was shocking about them was that their presence was suffused with the unmistakable power of dragons!