The Only Aura User In Magic World

I need to prepare my heart. So, I’m writing my will right now.

...Is what I was trying to do. Until Shirley entered my room after Victoria told her something.

“Ah, Roy. If you’re writing a will, don’t bother. My brother will take care of everything except for your lovers. Well, they can take care of themselves so I don’t think my brother even needs to do anything. At least he can give your properties to someone legally. For your money, it has always been shared by the others. I guess they will be split evenly. Seriously, other than your lovers, and familiars, there’s actually nothing that you have,” Shirley said to me and she then left my room right away.

...Just what am I? That’s right. A commoner whose wealth can be easily be taken by authority.

But seriously, I truly have nothing in this world? What the hell? Everything is shared?

Well, I guess I don’t need to write a will. I also tried to make everyone able to be independent from the very beginning. I made them to not need me in case something happen. And I think I did well in that.

.....

But what about my money? My properties?

Being a king sure is great. He can take everything from me easily.

“Why are you writing a will? Do you think you will die?”

All of a sudden, the window to my room opened and a man entered from there casually. He’s Timmy. The man whom I will fight to death later.

“You’re not going to wait underground until I come? Why are you here?” I asked Timmy.

“Since you were not coming at all, I checked if you want to come today or not. And I saw you writing a will,” Timmy said.

Timmy was bored since I didn’t enter the testing ground. And since there were no more ghosts or zombies inside, there’s no one to accompany him. Maybe I will use this chance to persuade him again.

“How about you go down to the dining room and ask for a meal? Maybe once you taste the delicious food of this era, you will be interested in staying alive and will help me stop the cult from destroying the world,” I said.

“You still haven’t given up yet? I won’t help you kill the Evil God, but I will help you get stronger. If you can’t get stronger, you will die though. As for your invitation for a meal, I will accept it wholeheartedly,” Timmy said as he left through the door of my room and enter the dining room normally.

Everyone in the mansion were shocked seeing Timmy appears in my house, but soon they accepted it easily. After all, Timmy is still alive.

With him, I’m not the only Aura user in this world anymore. But soon, I will be one again. If I win.

Right now, I have become much closer to becoming an Aura Master. I feel power surging in my body. But comparing to the sheer pressure that Timmy showed me back then, I’m still nothing.

That’s the biggest difference between us in Aura. But what about magic?

Well, he’s an earth mage at the stage beyond master level. And I’m just an advanced level air mage, and an expert level summoner. Even though I have defeated five master level mages, I don’t think it’s enough for me to defeat Timmy.

My summoning has reached expert level? That’s right. I can now make contract with four familiars. Though I haven’t decided yet what kind of monster I will make a contract with.

I tried asking Andro again if he wants to be my familiar. But he refused again. I don’t think I will ask him again. I don’t ever want him to be hostile against me if I asked him too many times.

I also asked the tortoises I saved from the lab that we raided before. But those tortoises were too annoying. I will end up killing them myself and open up a slot to make contract with another monster.

As for Spot, I have trust in him. I don’t think he would ever betray me. And we already have a good relationship. I don’t want to ruin it by asking him to be my familiar.

The modified monsters are no-go. Even though some still have sane mind, I don’t think it’s a good idea to make contract with them.

And then there’s Sonia. But she refused the idea of becoming my familiar.

And I can’t just wander in Monsters World without a goal. I will end up fighting Timmy with an open spot for a familiar. But it’s much better than just picking a random monster and destroy our coordination.

Well, can’t be helped. I’ll just find a monster later after defeat Timmy. If I don’t die at that time.

I stopped thinking of writing my will and go to the dining room with everyone. Ian has cooked some meal for Timmy and Kayla is asking him questions.

“Oh? You have done writing your will?” Timmy asked me.

“Turns out, I don’t have any personal belongings. And I don’t have anything to say to the others as well. So, can you make it that we don’t have to kill each other?” I asked Timmy.

“...No. Humans are short-lived. And all humans always wanted to have something that they will be remembered forever. For me, that would be you. You will be the last to continue the legacy of Aura Master. And I will be remembered as the man who taught you to become an Aura Master,” Timmy said.

“What if I won’t be recorded in history? Even though they look like good people, the kings are most likely to erase my name from any records. They don’t want people to know that an Aura Master is their hero. Aura users are too dangerous and I don’t think the kings want anyone else to be an Aura user. What if they have terrible personality? And even if they decided to keep me recorded in history, they would just make me a mage instead of Aura user. Am I right?” I asked Shirley.

Even though she’s not the king, she’s a princess and a part of the royalty. She knows what Albert will most likely do.

“...Roy is right. In the future, this world will only be for mages. Aura users are too dangerous. If it’s any other person, my brother might decide to kill him instead once the cult is destroyed. But since it’s Roy, his name will either not written in records, or he will be turned into a powerful mage. But there will be no Aura user written in record. People will continue to think that Aura users are just something from children stories,” Shirley explained.

That’s what I expected. And I just want to destroy the cult. I don’t care about fame at all. Albert and the others can take the credit if they want once we destroy the cult. As for me, I will live however I want. A peaceful life.

“That’s why your name won’t be remembered, Timmy. And you have lived for more than three thousand years. There’s no one here who knows about you even though you were considered as the strongest man in the past. There’s truly nothing that can make you eternal,” I said.

“Hmm... You’re right. Well, let’s just say that the reason I want someone to succeed me as the Aura Master is similar reason why you want to destroy the cult. It’s just our reason for living. Though I don’t have any other reason to live after that, you have. No more asking me about this topic. The discussion is over. There will only be dead or alive battle between us. Now that I’m done with the meal, I’m going to check how good the alcohol after three thousand years. If I’m not there when you enter the testing ground, just wait. I can tell when you’re inside and will go there as soon as possible,” Timmy said before he disappears.

That is not teleportation like Sonia, nor that is transportation via portal like me. That’s earth magic. He used the earth to move to any location that he wants. As long as that place is connected with the earth, he can go there.

With my Divine Vision, I can see him quickly sinking into the ground as if he’s turned into dust, and then he would appear in front of a bar in the capital. Still within my sight. So, I can see how disappointed he was when he sees that the bar is closed.

Did the bars in the past open all the time? That’s something to be envious about.

No possession, and no future. My record will be erased, or altered. No one will know in the future who I really am. But does it matter?

I don’t know what makes many people want to be recorded in history. To be immortalized by their achievement. I have no interest in it.

Destroying the cult and live a peaceful life. That’s all that matter to me.

...Though I need to go through a dead or alive trials. What a pain.