Rebirth: Childhood friend of the heroine

"Are you sure about it?" Devon asked as he continued to work on his report.

He was in the academy because of security reasons. Even though the mage said that he wouldn't be very helpful against two vampires who served the Monarch, the King insisted since, in the capital, Devon was the only one he could rely on.

He was finishing his report about the meeting of Alex and the two escorts, when suddenly Celestria and Amanda approached him, asking him to teach them.

The blond Princess looked hesitant as she asked, "Will you teach me?"

She was unsure since Devon picked his student, and those students always have been magic geniuses. Every year, he only takes one student, and this year, he has already announced Amanda as his student.

On top of it, Celestria wasn't a genius witch. There were numerous magicians out there who could defeat her.

Devon heaved a sigh, as he asked, "Before that, tell me Celestria, how determined you are?"

The way he didn't lift his eyes nor showed his usual smile, which puts others at ease, made the Princess feel unusually nervous in his presence.

However, she didn't hesitate in revealing her honest thoughts, "I'm ready to face any trial you set before me, whether during training or before that. This isn't just empty talk—you're free to test me."

Devon raised his brows, and for the first time, his eyes left the parchment.

Looking up at the Princess, dead in the eye, he said, "What do you want to achieve?"

"Strength. Enough to not become a burden on others." Her answer was straight and required no contemplation, signifying that she had already decided what she wanted to achieve.

Devon interlaced his fingers before his lips. He could tell that Celestria was serious—more than how much she was last year when he saw her during the tournament.

Celestria failed to qualify and even with that, she didn't look much affected. At that time, she was much like a typical Princess who was continuing with her life without any definite goal in mind. After all, she never had the fear of her future.

....however, she was now fearful. She was scared of losing, scared of becoming the weakness of a certain someone.

That was all Devon needed. A student willing to immerse themselves entirely in training—nothing more. With that, even an ordinary person could be shaped into a genius magician.

"Okay, we will start tomorrow. I am extending my stay at the Academy." He scraped the report since he would probably write a letter.

Amanda raised her brows, "But...is that okay? For you to be here?" She was happy about the fact that he was staying to train them, but considering his role in the capital, it was quite surprising.

Devon exhaled a sigh, "After the prophecy, Your Majesty has told me to focus on recruiting reliable and powerful mages. And my eyes say, I have already found two."

Amanda and Celestria smiled as they glanced at each other, before bidding their farewell,

"See you tomorrow at the gym, Instructor."

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The birthday celebration would be held tomorrow, that's why Alex was asked to stay tonight here in the palace.

Considering the celebration might go on until late at night, it was highly likely for them to return the day after tomorrow.

"How did the talk with the Monarch go?" As Alex approached his room, Jullie was standing there, wearing a different set of clothes.

"It was informative..." Alex opened his room, and invited, "...wanna come in?"

Jullie nodded. Out here, it seemed awkward to talk, considering the empty halls made their voices echo.

As Jullie stepped inside, Alex offered her a chair while he sat across from her.

"So? Did you learn something?" She asked as she draped her left leg over the other.

...Alex wouldn't lie, he got distracted when her long legs peeked from the slit of her night dress.

However, he had enough experience to not let his gaze become obvious before he told her, "He is quite a man with several years of experience. He had knowledge about everything I spoke of, and he even revealed a few things which were either not written in books or were wrongly mentioned."

Jullie intervened, her fingers on her knees as she leaned back in her seat before responding, "Well, he has been a part of various major incidents. Lord Azeroth has always been the deterrent that didn't allow any realm to overwhelm the other."

Alex nodded, "Yeah, that's right. He even shared a few things about what he faced during the great crisis. And you know what, I think if something like that happens again, we humans won't just be a meat shield this time."

Jullie nodded, "Yes, we are now much more organized and trained."

Their conversation about Azeroth and the war lasted for a few more minutes before Jullie said, "I should get back. Tomorrow is a long day."

Just as the lady got up, Alex said, "You look stunning, by the way."

The older one's left brow elevated, as she turned to look at him.

With her hands crossed under her breast, which made them appear bigger, she asked, "You didn't compliment me when I was wearing that gown, and now, you like to see me in this nightdress?"

Alex shrugged, "Preference. I like women who dress according to their comfort, rather than forcing themselves to wear something they clearly are not used to wearing."
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Jullie was slightly taken aback by that statement. However, she soon followed, "If I talk about comfort, I feel the most comfortable in my battle gear."

"Yeah, that's why I was mesmerized by your beauty when I saw you in your battle gear."

Jullie's eyes widened slightly—this might be the first time she was called beautiful when she didn't dress like a proper lady.

Lowering her eyes, she turned around and said, "Don't tease your elders, Alex." Saying so, she made her way out of the room.

Alex chuckled, seeing that reaction. The Huntress, the Dominatrix, or many other titles were given to her by her fans, but right now, Alex saw a different side of hers, which probably no one had ever known.

"Now then..." Once Alex ensures that Jullie entered her room, he got up from the couch, and draped the long coat over and opened the window.

The cold wind howled, making him shiver, but he didn't stop from jumping out and landing on the backside of the castle.

"Hello, there." He saw a familiar face waiting for him just outside his window.

"Good evening, Sir Alex." It was Angelina, whom he told about his plans to visit the market earlier when they were being escorted to their rooms.

Alex knew he wouldn't get a chance tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, they needed to leave. Considering there was a chance for Jullie to forbid him from going to the market because of the bad weather or some other reasons, he didn't tell her.

"You don't need to be so formal...well, shall we go?" Alex asked, as he buttoned the coat, covered his mouth and head, and got ready to move.

Angelina nodded, "I will lead the way."

The next thing that anyone could have seen was two silver blurs rushing out of the castle.

Although they were silent and fast, a certain someone, from the window on the first floor, saw them clearly.

"He really is a restless child." Azeroth chuckled as he tore his eyes away from the outside and walked back to the table.

"Why did you give it to him?" In the room, there was someone else as well, who asked Azeroth in a very displeased tone.

The Vampire Lord remained nonchalant as he took a sip of his tea before responding, "He has the right to know."

Natasha growled, "But he is not 'him'."

Azeroth raised his brows, "Really? But did you not sense him in Alex? I think you did. Otherwise, nothing would have stopped you from extorting your diary from him."

Natasha crossed her arms, her eyes sharp, as she said, "He can never be him. Yes, he has the scent of him...but I know it."

Azeroth heaved a sigh, "Nat, you just don't want to accept the reality. Unless that Curse, your father, wouldn't have accepted Alex, the boy would have never been able to defeat Allen."

Natasha was rendered speechless. She knew everything about the incident that occurred back in Grimland.

And as Azeroth mentioned, unless the Curse wouldn't have allowed it, Alex might have completely lost his sanity that day.

The Vampire Supreme leaned back in his chair, before stating, "I am surprised you didn't just jump on him right after noticing him. I mean, I know how much you miss your father."

Natasha growled, "I am never going to call a teenager, my father!" Saying so, she darted out of the room.

Azeroth chuckled, seeing the girl being all flustered.

Moving his gaze towards the picture frame resting on the table, he couldn't help but mutter,

"Our daughter has finally found him, dear."

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A/N:- If you can make a sense out of it, great. But if you can't, don't worry. I will explain everything in detail. Drop a comment.