My Soul card is a Reaper

"My first bow to Mother Goddess, Gaia."

"My second bow to Guardians of Life, the Celestials"

"Bearing Heavens as the witness, I, Azrael Garcia, hereby take an oath of accepting my second master as Prime Master for life."

"My final bow to my Prime Master, Barton Everglade."

"Please accept my respects."

Azzy kowtowed for the third time, completing the ancient ritual.

"Garcia? You are from the royal family of Freyles?" Barton's eyes shook.

When he was presenting the crown, he was sincere in his heart. He never expected anything in return. After realizing Azzy's potential, he knew that he wasn't worthy to be his Prime Master.

Who would have thought Azzy would suddenly acknowledge him as his Prime Master. However, that would mean Azzy cannot take another master until he dies nor he could assign the position of Prime Master to another master Azzy had before him.

So, Barton tried to convince Azzy that he shouldn't make a rash decision and further said that only a Supreme Realm expert is worthy enough to be his Prime Master.

But, Azzy was adamant about his decision. He said that he will not take the Jewel of Life if Barton doesn't agree to it.

Looking at how Azzy is stubborn on his decision, Barton felt like everything he had sacrificed whether it is thousand years of longevity or whether it is trading the Djinn for the Jewel is worth it.

He taught the ancient ritual to Azzy. But, this another piece of shocking news almost made his legs weak.

Barton did expect Azzy might be a descendant of a noble family as commoners seldom have this much potential. Never in the world had he thought Azzy was not just a noble but of royalty and even more so, he knew his family name. That only means he wasn't an orphan from a Southern nation at all.

Azzy also feared that Barton will react like this when he hear his surname. This is why he was a bit reluctant when the Reaper suggested him because during the ritual he had to be honest.

In fact, if he didn't meet Barbara, he wouldn't have known that the Garcia family is the royal family of Freyles.

He only believed that the Garcia family is registered as a noble family of Freyles but after meeting with Barbara, he learned that more than twenty thousand years ago, one of his ancestors, who left the clan, became a general under King Lorris Shade, the ruler of Baernarta.

After that, stuff happened and Freyles became an independent kingdom and later, at the end of the tenth Epoch, the power of the royal family fell just like other kingdoms, and Republic, Democratic, and Communist governments rose.

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As a part of the ritual, along with the crown, Barton bestowed two more gifts, an activated black-star-rank-8 skill card, and a platinum-grade storage card to Azzy before confirming his suspicions about his background.

Now that Azzy acknowledged him as the Prime Master, Barton believed that Azzy will at least share his troubles.

In response, Azzy gave a half-truth explanation to give Barton a bit of clarity on his background. "I was born and grew up at a small town in the Southern Qudour. I had a family but because of an incident, I lost everyone. At a crisis, I was teleported to this city and thankfully, I met a new family here. And that's how I ended up at this academy."

As directed by the Reaper, Azzy just gave him a vague description. There's indeed no lie in his story but at the same time, he knew this story will also let his master think differently of what happened originally.

Just like Azzy expected, after listening to his explanation, Barton thought one of Azzy's parents might be a direct descendant or might even be the next heir to the throne. So, they were assassinated and Azzy was teleported to safety. "Hmm… If that's the case, then, it's probably safe for you not to use your surname until you enter the Exalt realm."

Azzy nodded in agreement.

"Anyway, the classes are going to start tomorrow. The afternoon Arcana subject classes were replaced by study hours. It is mandatory for you to attend the afternoon study classes with everyone else. So, for the next few weeks, you might not get enough time to train. For now, just focus on your studies."

Azzy nodded reluctantly.

"And also, there's one more thing, once I announce the news in the morning assembly, some students might cause trouble. You are the Disciplinary Committee's President. So, I'll leave it in your hands." Patting his shoulder, Barton told Azzy that he can leave.

Azzy soon left the building. Of course, it goes without saying that his hidden bodyguard Aria followed from behind to protect him.

"I'm home." As he entered the house, Azzy saw the couple is seen watching a local news channel. His quarterfinal match with Moon Academy was being played on one side of the screen while a news anchor is discussing with an analyst.

"Azzy, you are back," Affea responded with a smile. Oakley, on the other hand, praised him. "I thought your aunt is exaggerating when she told your battle skills. You are really strong, kiddo. Anyway, how the Feast went today?"

"C'mon Dear, he only came home and must be tired from all those meetings." Affea slapped lightly on Oakley's shoulder and then, told Azzy to get fresh up and take a rest.

After a while, Azzy came downstairs and joined them, instead. He then informed them about the Feast in the afternoon and then, dinner in the evening with a Supreme Realm expert who will soon take over their academy.

He left out a couple of things like receiving expensive presents from Dr. Mac and Barton, being scouted into Elite forces of WAMO.

As for his recruitment into WAMO, to not let Affea worry, Azzy informed them about the special terms.

While Oakley didn't have much reaction to it since he never met Barton in person, his wife felt a little bit happy that she doesn't have to part with her foster son, at least for now.

<strong>Two weeks later;</strong>

​ Azzy left for the academy early, an hour before the homeroom period like usual. He visited the Student Council building. The Disciplinary Hall is on the first floor.

Just as he was about to climb the stairs, a familiar voice from the end of the hallway stopped him. "Hey, Azrael…"

He saw a familiar girl in school uniform, accompanied by Bay Passel, the one who offended him during the first semester, and Matilda, his vice president.

"Morning, President Zona." Azzy greeted her with a nod. He skipped the guy and then, greeted the girl next to him. "Morning, Matilda. You are early."

With his situation completely reversed in a mere two weeks, Bay was behaving himself without causing any trouble, despite being selected as the Vice President of the Student council.

"There was a troublesome incident that occurred last night in one of the Girls Dormitories. She visited us for their information." Zona informed him as Matilda handed over a few papers.

Azzy frowned as he read their information. Two of them are from the Soul weapon division and the remaining seven are from the Dropout division. "Nine people involved in this?"

"Yes." As Matilda nodded, Azzy parted ways with the student council representatives and get on the stairs. His vice president followed him while reciting the story.

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