The Golem Mage

Seventh Elder

"Hey Alec, why didn't you allow any of the golems to accompany us? It would remind those who quickly forgot about your brilliance that you're still the boss of the Gordons clan's younger generation," Arthur remarked.

"Shut up, Arthur; the only reason you want me to summon the golems is so you can show off with them. Why don't you walk on my left side as quietly as Brandon? If you continue your noisy attitude, I might sell you off," Alec snapped angrily.

He had been trying to figure out what went wrong in his golem-crafting process, causing him to fail at the final stage.

He constantly fails, no matter how carefully he merges the elements to form a lava golem.

It was a defeat that weighed heavily on him, considering how much time he had invested in the experiment.

"Boss, I apologize for that, but I could never be like Brandon," Arthur responded, shivering at the mere thought of staying silent most of the entire day.

"We're here," Brandon chimed in, breaking through the bickering that he knew if one intervened to separate them, they could go at it all day.

"How dare you skimpy brats keep me waiting!" a loud voice suddenly echoed, reaching the ears of both Alec and Arthur.

They looked up, their heads turning to identify the person scolding them, and in that instant, Alec's whole body screamed danger.

"We're in big trouble," Arthur whispered to him.

"Who the f**k is that? I feel like he can kill me on the spot. I didn't even feel this way when we fought those zombies," Alec whispered back, shutting his mouth tightly.

"He's the seventh Elder."

When Alec heard the words "seventh Elder," he felt like his head was about to explode.

No one in the Gordons Clan had yet to hear of the feats attributed to the seventh Elder.

He was practically a madman, defined simply as someone who graduated from one of the local mage academies but learned to merge his fire and earth elements, resulting in the birth of a super-rare third element: the lava element; he had self-awakened a combination element.

Controlling it was tough, so After his Breakthrough to the Tier 5 Mage realm, he recklessly murdered Tier 5 mages from all of the Gordon's Clan rivals.

As he challenged them to a battle, they could only accept or reject in shame.

It even reached a point where no clan wanted their Tier 5 mages to face him, considering him nothing but a thorn in their eyes.

There was even an instance when a Clan hired an assassin to eliminate him after a daring challenge.

It was only due to the intervention of the Gordons patriarch that he had managed to survive that encounter.

Upon their patriarch's insistence, he was appointed as the seventh Elder.

Afterward, he went into seclusion with cultivation resources befitting his newfound status. After several months of seclusion, he finally reached the realm of a Tier 6 mage.

Entering the same realm as his father, the grand elder, he took no chances and sought revenge on the assassin who had pursued him, successfully killing him in the process, and he discovered the Clan behind the plot.

However, before proceeding to cause more trouble for that clan, he was stopped by the Patriarch and the Grand Elder( His Father).

Since then, he had remained in seclusion, leaving his past enemies trembling in fear, never knowing when he would return or strike again.

"Join the carriage and stop daydreaming," Draco interrupted, bringing Alec back from his little trip down memory lane.

Alec looked at Draco, the one who had been granted the title of the 'Lava King' after stepping into the realm of a Tier 6 mage.

As he made an effort to engrave Draco's image in his mind.

Draco had long brown hair and adorned himself in black clothes, giving him a princely appearance with his long cloak.

The way little girls gazed at him with adoring eyes, as if he were a superhero, only added to his charm.

He epitomized what Alec would call a prince charming - incredibly handsome with a slightly pale face resembling a vampire.

Despite that, his sharp nose and visible muscles, which no amount of clothing could conceal, only intensified the infatuation girls had for him.

Brandon quickly pulled Alec and Arthur, still daydreaming with him, as he chose one of the empty carriages.

It was no surprise when Agnes and Knight joined the same carriage as soon as they saw them climbing aboard.

"What do you think you're doing? Aren't there other carriages you could enter instead of the one we chose?" Arthur questioned, snapping out of his daydream after seeing his idol.

"I just wanted to be with people I feel are close to me in strength. There's no way I would sit with those who can't hold a candle to me," Agnes replied with a snort.

"Pretentious b***h. Just admit that you miss the big boss," Arthur retorted, nonchalantly picking his nose.

Alec facepalmed when he heard Arthur's comment.

"What did you say?!" Agnes screamed, her cheeks turning red with anger.

Just as she was about to throw a punch, Draco's voice stopped her in her tracks.

Gritting her teeth, she said, "Just you wait. After we're back, I'll settle the score with you."

"Hmph, who's scared of a little (Mid) Tier 1 mage? Bring it on," Arthur retorted.

Alec knocked him on the head, reminding him to keep a low profile.

"We're supposed to be low-key. Don't bring any unnecessary attention to me, or else I'll let Legion train with you when we're back from this banquet thing," Alec warned in a hushed tone.

The words were still enough for both Knight and Agnes to hear.

Knight's body trembled as he recalled the golem that resembled a fearless monster with its spear and shield.

On the other hand, Agnes had a determined gaze, longing to challenge Alec's top golem.

Since she was promoted to the (Mid) Tier 1 realm, she had always felt more potent than the average (Mid) Tier 1 mage and wanted to face someone above her.

Alec's golem just seemed to be the answer to her problem.

Arthur shook his head at Agnes as he observed her expression.

"Don't even entertain the idea of fighting Legion. He's a complete monster from the before. Heck, even the new monsters would wipe the floor with you," Arthur remarked, causing Brandon to burst into laughter.

However, Agnes and Knight couldn't comprehend what he was discussing.

"Listen up, you brats! I don't care about who you are or your parents are; I only care about your strength. As the leader of this expedition, my only goal for you all is to defeat the other clan's geniuses utterly," Draco bellowed as a fiery spark lit in his hands, reflecting his passion.

"I don't care how you do it; the more chaos you cause, the better. And if any damn elder tries to make a move on you, rest assured, you'll be safe. Even I have come here to cause trouble. Is that understood?" Draco's voice thundered across the crowd.

"YES, SIR!" the crowd shouted in unison, their morale soaring.

Despite Draco's unconventional speech filled with rubbish, they couldn't deny that it motivated them.

As the kids waved their hands from inside the carriage to those bidding them a safe journey, Alec caught a glimpse of his old man smiling, unable to hide his gloating face.

"Why do I feel like I've been set up?" Alec smiled back at his grandfather as thoughts wandered through his mind.