The Golem Mage

Gordons Family 'Lava King'

In other parts of the city, families that had always kept a low profile were finally emerging to showcase their hidden and mysterious powers.

All the clans in the city had opened their doors, leaving many people speculating about their reasons for finally revealing themselves after going into closed-door seclusion.

The revelation came when they realized that the banquet for the younger generation was about to commence.

This prompted all the hidden forces within Estonia to reveal their true strength. Still, the main reason for these once-secretive families stepping into the spotlight remains a mystery.

The Gordon family had just concluded their meeting to decide who would attend the banquet, and it was no surprise that Alec was chosen.

Even though they didn't know his strength since he had not come out from his house for days, they were confident that the Gordon family would be unstoppable with Alec present.

After all, Alec possessed an elite golem capable of slaying a peak Tier 1 zombie.

The young masters from other families wouldn't stand a chance against his golem.

Many people believed that Alec's claim of killing the peak Tier 1 zombie was a bluff to boost his reputation.

This belief led to numerous challenge requests being sent his way.

And the fact that the Gordon family kept declining these challenges only further fueled the speculation that Alec's claim was indeed a bluff.

"Now that we have finished this meeting let's reconvene in five days to wish our young cubs victory and honor on their journey to the banquet."

"We want them to win us more prestige and recognition," George, the patriarch of the Gordon family, said as he waved to the elders, signaling their departure.

"That little twerp didn't show up again today," the grand elder remarked with disappointment.

"Why are you so hard on him? Cut him some slack," the Gordon patriarch replied with a smile.

"How can I cut him some slack? You spoiled him too much. I told you to leave him as a clan enforcer, but you made him the family's seventh elder, granting him freedom and showering him with cultivation treasures. He's too young for all of that," the grand elder protested angrily.

"Men, I don't understand how you can be so strict with your son," the patriarch said to his brother.

"The same way you're trying to discipline your grandson," the grandelder replied,

He was causing George's expression to change as he recalled how his mischievous grandson had blackmailed him.

"Those are two different things, brother. Your son is a role model for the younger generation to follow."

"As he was the flag bearer of the previous generation, But my grandson brings me concerns. I fear he might corrupt this generation mage after becoming their leader," George complained.

"He's not that bad. You were worse when you were his age," the grand elder remarked, embarrassing his brother.

"I think I know what to do," the patriarch said.

"And what's that?"

"Why not have your son lead them to the banquet," the patriarch said, a mischievous smile forming, reminiscent of Alec's mischievousness.

"Why do I feel like you're up to something?" the grand elder asked suspiciously.

"Because I am. That little brat doesn't have a match among the younger generation, with his golems by his side. The only person who could handle him is Draco."

"Alec is still trying to craft a golem with fire and earth elements," the patriarch explained, smiling.

"So, you're sending Draco, the 'Lava King,' to break his confidence?" the grand elder asked, surprised that George could be this cruel to his grandson.

"Hmmp, it's his fault for negotiating and scamming me with the family treasures," the patriarch grumbled.

The grand elder could only shake his head, realizing he couldn't argue further with his senior brother.

"I wish you good luck," the grand elder said as he walked away.

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Five days later, Arthur and Brandon chatted after their sparring session.

They sought advice from each other on how to overcome their weak spots.

Alec had told them to spar with each other to understand how other fighters would attack and to work on improving their weaknesses during the process, as they would not only be fighting zombies their whole lives.

Just as they began to lose themselves in laughter and conversation, a small shadow crept up behind them.

Suddenly, the shadow materialized into a figure rising, but a shiver ran down his spine before he could say or do anything.

Quickly swallowing his saliva, Knight spoke up, hoping his voice would trigger their memory and prevent them from pushing the blades closer to his neck.

"Hey now, there's no need to be so serious. You've spoiled my surprise," Knight said in a rush.

Arthur smirked with pride and retracted the metal sword he had been holding to Knight's throat,

while Brandon slowly lowered his raised great sword as if waiting for a command to smash Knight's head to pieces.

"Men, I was hoping to catch both of you off guard with that, but your monsters were quick to notice me; it seems I'm not as impressive as I thought," Knight sighed.

"Of course, there's no way I would fall for something as cheap as that, especially after being sneak attacked by Axe Demon over five hundred times,"

Arthur said, slightly exaggerating the number of times he had been caught off guard.

He disliked that someone like Axe Demon excelled more at sneaking attacks, while his style should revolve more around charging forward and fighting recklessly since he wielded an axe.

That was his perception of someone who uses an Axe.

However, Axe Demon was a different story.

The mastery skills he had acquired from the system were heavily focused on sneak attacks.

These skills were bestowed explicitly upon him because he tended to use sneak attacks on Arthur and Brandon during sparring sessions.

The system seemed to believe it was best to grant him a fighting style aligned with his innate nature.

Brandon nodded in agreement, showing his support for Arthur's statement.

He also believed that those who wielded an axe should be fearless, like him and the Sword Saint, the golem who uses a great sword to fight.

Knight's head was filled with question marks as he tried to decipher who this Axe Demon they were referring to was.

He was unfamiliar with the term and couldn't understand why they were able to notice him; He remained utterly clueless.

The reason they were able to locate Knight was quite simple -

Brandon had finally mastered using his peak affinity to some extent that he was able to create a passive skill that allowed him to sense anyone approaching through the earth,

As long as the person was walking on the ground, The only way to outmaneuver this type of surveillance was to be at least one realm apart or to use a powerful treasure to conceal one's presence when getting close to him.

On the other hand, Arthur's battle awareness had sharpened from constant fighting, making him more vigilant against sneak attacks.

"Well, that's not why I'm here; where is Alec? We're heading to the Banquet," Knight inquired.

"He should be coming out soon," Brandon replied, resuming his relaxed posture as he basked in the sunlight like a cat.

Suddenly, a loud boom resonated from Alec's courtyard, followed by his body being flung into the nearby lake.

"(Laughs) Brandon wasn't wrong when he said the beast would be out soon. Hahaha," Arthur chuckled, patting his stomach to regain control of his laughter.

Alec's appearance took aback Knight.

He couldn't comprehend why such an explosion would occur, yet these two idiots acted as if it were normal.

Knight realized he couldn't linger with this duo any longer and swiftly approached Alec.

"You've been summoned to the Clan gates; the commander for this event stated that you have only twenty minutes,"

"Or you'll be kicked out of the team; oh, that applies to you two," Knight pointed at Brandon and Arthur.

"Oh, you can count on us being there," Arthur affirmed.

"And for the record, Agnes may challenge you for the leadership position. She has advanced to the Mid Tier 1 realm,"

Knight warned Alec before retreating into the shadows, vanishing without waiting for a response.

"Oh, is that so? It seems that staying at home made them forget who I am; I will unleash my pent-up frustration on anyone who even dreams of fighting me," Alec declared angrily, gritting his teeth.

He had just lost all the ingredients he had scammed from his old man's hands.

"Stop thinking about her, boss. If she ever makes a move, we can stop her," Arthur chuckled, finally releasing the aura he had been concealing.

This showcased the stability of his cultivation at the Mid Tier 1 realm, whereas Knight's cultivation seemed scattered and inconsistent.

Despite his attempts to show off in front of Arthur and Brandon as a Tier 1 mage, they never took him seriously.

It was laughable, considering he had recently made a breakthrough while they had consolidated their realm.