A/N : Hello guys ! Sorry for the long wait, life been hectic lastly between working to get my driving license and the others randomness of life, and let's not talk about my laziness but here you go, another chapter !

Chapter 6 - A lot to understand :

In the office of the academy's headmaster, Louise and Saito were standing before his desk, Siesta was no longer among them having since then departed away for getting back to her daily tasks. Sitting at the desk was the aforementioned man, who looked at them with his head on his jointed hands resting on his elbows propped on the wooden surface of the ancient desk with, at his side, a little white mouse busy at eating some grain the headmaster had given to the little familiar a few moments earlier. His face had a neutral look, but his eyes on the contrary, were jumping between master and familiar with a calculating look. Behind them were one of the persons who brought them here. The person who gave Saito the possibility of conversing with the people present, and promised to find a way to send him back, the honored professor Colbert, the young and charming headmaster's secretary wasn't present, she had been dismissed away a few seconds earlier by her employer.

But why were they in this position ? To find the answer we'll have to rewind the course of time…

Precisely thirty eight minutes and fifty two seconds ago in the same office but in a different settings quite peculiar, a loud and vivid knocking was heard from the unique, old but heavy resistant door. Interrupting what seemed like a punishment perpetrated by a beautiful and attractive green haired young woman, to an old long white haired man not really in the prime of his youth anymore with a long beard and moustache to attest of it, but still quite the playful kind, frequently at his own expenses. Upon hearing the door being opened, the secretary had already returned to her own desk, leaving the old man the care to stand himself up, with an agility one couldn't not figure he could muster with the help of his staff, and in time before said door opened, a nearly bald man passing through it.

"Old Osmond !" Exclaims professor Colbert.

"Yes professor, to what do I owe your excitement ?" Asked the called one, Osmond.

Professor Colbert ran to him and quickly showed him what he held in his hands, a book worn by the ravages of time and a rolled parchment.

"I have some big news !"

"There is no such thing as big news. Everything is but a collection of small events."

"I-it may be so, but please ! Take a look at this !"

Colbert handed Osmond the book he had been holding just now.

"Mmm..? This is ~The Familiars of the Founder Brimir~ isn't ? Why would you dig around in so old boring and dusty literature such as this ? If you have time for this you should also have time to tinker, much more better ways of getting the school fees of those spoiled nobles, Mister... Sorry, what is your name again ? Colby ?" He asked tilting his head dumbly.

"What-? It's Colbert ! Old Osmond you forgot ? I'm here for years already !" Colbert answered shocked.

"Ah yes, yes, Colbert... And if I recall correctly you're first name is Johan ? Jehan ?"

"Jean sir…" The professor said dejectedly. "It's Jean, but more importantly ! Look at this also !"

The professor then handed him the parchment where the sketch of the runes on Saito's left hand was written down. The moment he saw the complex formation of lines, older even than their own magic system, Osmond's expression changed... His eyes took on a solemn light and he headed back to his desk and after he sited down, a little white mouse appeared from the ground and jumped on the old mage shoulder, he patted it and then looked towards his secretary.

"Miss Longueville, would you please excuse us ? If you could wait in the corridor you would be very much welcome."

Taking the order wise enough to not question her employer, the green haired secretary hastily made her way to the headmaster's office door, making sure to close her completely. Osmond certain that she was properly outside then settled his eyes back to the balding teacher.

"You have my complete attention now professor... If you would explain everything ?" Osmond asked all the playfulness from before gone with a serious tone.

"Ah yes ! About the runes... Well I'm sure you are familiar with the Brimiric legends, more precisely the legends about his familiars isn't ?" Asked Colbert while opening the old book at a marked page, putting it down on the desk facing the headmaster with along the parchment bearing the scribbled runes on it. "I think one of them was summoned yesterday."

Upon hearing this the headmaster frowned deeply, he gazed to the book then to the parchment.

"From whom familiar or should I say individual those are from ?" Asked Osmond looking back at the professor.

"From the Valliere girl sir, Louise..." Answer Colbert.

"Louise de la Valliere ? Hum… She is Karin's daughter isn't ?"

"Yes sir."

"Interesting... Then… Would that mean that she's a- No. It can't be… But that would explain many things..."

"Explain what sir ?"

"Nothing. I'm just thinking aloud that all. And what about the summoned one ? The being brought from the ritual aren't usual am I right ? What about his kind ?" He asked his hands resting on the desk.

"You're right sir. As far I can tell it's a human, a young man, going by the name of Saito Hiraga." Answer Colbert.

"Saito Hiraga ? That's an uncommon name... How does he looks like ?"

"He looks foreign sir. I'm not sure he's from Tristain or even Halkeginia at all for the matter... He is also dressed drastically unlike any commoner I've seen before."

"A noble ?" Speculate Osmond raising a brow.

"No he can't be…" Nods negatively Colbert. "I casted a Detect Magic spell on him just for being exactly sure when he wasn't looking, and the results were negative, but somehow I felt a strange weak energetic signature coming from him..." Under the headmaster's peek of interest he quickly added. "Sorry sir even if you asked me I couldn't say what that was, apart that strangely enough it makes me think about the properties of a lesser lightning spell, maybe the aftereffects of his strange summoning I don't know… But otherwise I can tell for sure that he is no mage." Finished the professor.

"Hmm... I see… So which one is he ?" He asked to no one in particular while looking at the objects on his desk. "Oh interesting… The Left Hand mmm ?"

"Yes." Nodded positively Colbert. "He is… The Gandálfr. The Left Hand of God there is no doubt."

"The Gandálfr... I can't believe that I would be seeing one in my lifetime... And you have no idea from where he's from ?"

"I've heard some students talking about the lands of the east past the Elven territory, Rub' Al Khali, but I cannot be sure... That's just pure conjecture of students' jabbering after all. So ? What are we going to do ?"

"About what ?" Asked Osmond confused.

"The Gandálfr of course ! Don't we have to report it to the Church ?"

"You fool !" Exclaims the old man startling in the process Colbert and making jump, surprised, the little mouse off the shoulder who landed on the desk on it's back with a thud. "Don't you know anything !? What do you think would happen if those crows of the Church, happened to hear about the existence of such a symbol of the Founder ? Mmm ? How long before do you think it would take for them to use this at their advantage ? As a weapon of war or politics ? And even if he do is, a new incarnation of the Founder's familiar, we don't have enough assurances to make such claims... They could very well make an inquisition if they see fit for their own purposes ! No… We have to be smart and think deeply into the matter... Can I trust you to keep the secret on this case ?" He asked concerned while looking at the professor intensely.

The balding teacher feeling suddenly more older than he was, gulped.

"Yes Old Osmond you can..."

"Good. Now let's talk about the details of-"

But he was interrupted when a loud knocking was heard on the door.

"Who is it ?"

From behind the door came Miss Longueville's voice.

"It's me, Old Osmond."

"What is it ?"

"It seems that some students are dueling in the Vestri Courts. It's causing quite a commotion. A few teachers have gone there to try and stop it, but by then the duel had already started and there is a too many numbers of students to attempt something."

"For heaven's sake, there's nothing worse than a bunch of nobles with too much free time in their hands. So, who's involved ?"

"One of them is Guiche de Gramont."

"Ah, that idiot son of Gramont. Skirt-chasing must run in the family, considering his father's even more of a womanizer. I wouldn't really be surprised if the boy knows every girl in this school. And his opponent is..?"

"...Well, it's not a mage. I've been told it's Miss Vallière's familiar."

Osmond and Colbert exchanged a surprised look.

"The teachers are requesting the permission to use the Bell of Sleep to stop the duel."

Osmond's eyes glinted like a hawk's.

"Ridiculous. There's no need to use such an important artefact just to stop a children's fight. Leave them be."

"Understood."

Miss Longueville's footsteps disappeared down the hallway.

Colbert swallowed audibly and verbally pressed Osmond.

"Old Osmond."

"Hrm. Let's see for ourselves if our claims are founded…"

Sir Osmond waved his staff and a big mirror set in the wall behind him began scrying the situation at Vestri Courts. What the magical artefact showed them was what many, if not all, nobles considered impossible... A boy, no, he was older than a simple child, a young man was fighting head to head against three golems, such feat would not be uncanny if this young man was of noble descendance but he wasn't, at least that's what they thought…

"Are you sure he hasn't a peck of magic in him ? Not even a bit ?" Asked the focused headmaster.

"No I'm positively sure he hasn't, at least when I've tested him before..." Frowned the professor. "But now seeing this I can't tell for sure..." Answered Colbert. 'Who are you Saito Hiraga ? Or more correctly, what are you..?' Thought the professor while watching the fight.

The young man going by the name of Saito Hiraga, was throwing hits after hits to the golems who, obviously, were loosing ground by seconds until that, ultimately, he won... After beheading a first golem with his hand, piercing the chest of a second one with his leg, and carving the last one's face with his mere fist, he crossed his arms defiantly to the shocked noble he fought against, and the impressed Tristanians by the sides.

"By the Founder..." Started Colbert. "That was just incredible ! Such fighting skill and strength... How can he do comparable feats like this so easily ?" Exclaimed the excited man.

"I don't know but did you behold, what was present each time, his members made contact with the golems ?"

"Are you speaking of that strange golden glow ?"

"Yes… It was faint but certainly present. I'm wondering if this isn't what's behind the source of his prowess..."

"Maybe... Oh look ! De Gramont summon again his golems ! How did he called them already…? Ah yes the Valkyries. That's impressive for a first year student, to be able to summon so many at once."

"Mmm... He is as good as his brothers were before him at that age, like their father also was before them by then... But so like him, he also lack of much needed wisdom concerning the fair women hearts... Oh..? What is happening ? That's such a shame this artefact don't restitute the sound also."

On the mirror both academics could see that the parties engaged in the duel were conversing... Or more exactly the young man was doing all the talk and, it seemed, the student didn't particularly liked where it was going. The familiar was now smirking and the blonde mage was then spelling with complex arms and hands movements, his metallic constructs molting like a dirty green magma.

"A fusion spell ? I wasn't informed he already had achieved to master it…" Says Colbert interrogated.

But the headmaster knew better.

"No… Look closely... He's tiring himself trying to complete his spell. The fool… He basically signed his loss."

"Yes I see it now... But still what a result !" Exclaims Colbert.

What was being shown by the mirror was a unique but bulky golem… It was towering Saito by large and was ready to strike.

"I think to recognize the construct." Resume back the professor. "His older brother in the Tristanian Army use them often, if I recall correctly he calls them the Paladins... But the gap of power between his brother and himself is tremendous ! He can't just summon such being like this !"

"That's exactly my thoughts... That boy's gonna overexert himself."

"But he could also end the fight with a hit well placed... About that !"

The instant those words left the balding teacher's mouth, the Paladin spurned to life and send an heavy fist towards the startled familiar, but to no avail... Saito dodged the hit rolling on the ground but before he could even stand again, the golem made a fast unpredicted move, striking him, making Saito touch the ground with strength, yet, unharmed...

"Impressive..." Started Colbert. "He survived without any damages..." Finished with wonder the professor.

"Yes. And this time we have a confirmation, did you see when he took the hit, that strange glow which appeared more visibly, seemed to protect him ?"

"I saw it Old Osmond it seemed like a barrier type spell, do you think it's the work of some mage, helping him by the sidelines ?"

"No impossible... If what you told me about the fact he's not from Halkeginia is true, then no one from the academy would have accepted to help him, and it cannot be his master she's yet to have such power..." He frowned deeply in contemplation. "Tell me... You was the one who got more contacts with him, did you notice something strange coming from his person ?"

The professor closed his eyes, recalling the events of yesterday's summoning and then, opened them, a glight visible in them.

"Of course... By the Founder how could I forgot this ?" Says Colbert putting an hand on his head.

"Forgot what ?" Asked dumbly the headmaster.

"The gauntlet !" Exclaims the professor.

"What gauntlet ?" Says Osmond lost.

"When I copied the Gandálfr runes on his left hand, I saw under the sleeve of his jacket a strange gauntlet lying on his left arm... Actually, before I casted a Spell of Tongues he seemed to use it as a means to understand my words despite the previous language barrier." Answered thoughtfully Colbert. "I couldn't get a perfect view of this unusual contraption, but I clearly saw glowing blue lights coming from it. I'm certain that's the source of his improbable prowess !"

"A translating gauntlet mmm ? And you didn't sense any magic from it ?" To the question the professor nodded negatively. "Interesting... This just raise more questions." Pondered the older man.

Then they saw something interesting again, while he was dodging the Paladin's hits the young man had mysterious white circles appearing around his upper ankles, descending all the way to the ground and some strange white and black metal boots appeared, shaping into form even, in their place, he seemed readying himself to jump until he received an impact from the giant golem, sending him away but unexpectedly he quickly pulled himself back in mid-air and suddenly a bright flash gushed forth from under the boots and he took off. A trail of what seemed like blueish fire under his feet...

"He can fly…" Almost whispered Colbert with awe. "This young man doesn't cease to make me wonder..."

"I know what you mean. Do you have any kind of ideas how he does it ?"

"I don't know, but I would bet my career this fire is for something... I can't believe it. I've always seeked to find other utilisations for the fire element apart for it's obvious destructive utilisation and there he is… Flying freely in the air without the need of wings..." Says with wonder the balding teacher, then with excitement. "I can't wait to talk to him again."

The hovering familiar was circling the golem, the fire trails changing orientation along his legs position and feet movements, while evading the massive fists he suddenly brought his left arm closer to his mouth, and then rolled up his jacket's sleeve unveiling the aforementioned contraption, he appeared to talk to the gauntlet, and it was a passionate exchange by the way he looked at it.

"What is he doing now ? He doesn't talk to his gauntlet is he ?" Asked confused Colbert.

"It appear so… Oh..? What is happening now ?" Wondered the headmaster.

What remarked the old academic was a white flash on the familiar's right hand, more precisely on his backhand, the bright strike making place to something that looked like a metal piece on a band made of an odd material.

The sight makes the professor beside him react.

"What is th-" But he interrupt himself when he saw a sudden bright blueish light emanating from the metal piece, the light expending a few inches until stopping, taking a most obvious shape.

"Is that a blade ?" Asked Colbert.

"I believe so…" Answered his hierarchic superior.

"B-b-but how ?" Asked a bewildered Colbert.

"It's not really a so impressive feat you know." Answered Osmond. "I saw many acts of magic in my long life, and I personally saw once in my younger years a master mage experimented in Wind Magic, summoning a lightning sword from the raging skies during a peculiar powerful storm… The Lightning Sword Spell has he called it by then, could well, obviously has it name indicate, shoot lightning bolts repeatedly without the need to recast another spell again. What a tremendous spectacle of pure magic power... Those days such magical feats are a rare sight to behold…" Remember the old mage with nostalgia. "But that time it was an accomplished mage... One who had many years of practice behind him but now… This isn't the case, this young man isn't an experimented mage, at least from little we know about him, and that blade comes from this outstanding object... We are today in complete uncharted territory..." Finished Old Osmond.

"You're right sir... For now let's see how this fight will end." Nodded solemnly the professor.

And just after that sentence, the familiar spurned into action. He charged towards the golem, who seeing a treat advancing towards itself, raised its massive arms in attempt to protect itself, in vain. When the blade of light struck the Paladin's arm severing it instantly, the airborne Gandálfr then swiftly skirted around the golem and ultimately striked it's leg, the metal behemoth falling to it's demise dissolving into remnants.

"Did the lightning sword from before could do that ?" Asked simply Colbert while blinking.

"Hum… No. I have to admit it couldn't." Answered dumbly Osmond. "But at the very least it could rip apart a mountain in few strikes."

"Ah…" Said simply Colbert.

Then they saw the familiar quickly heading to their student, who darted back to a stone wall falling on his behind, the young man then seemed to cancel the strange blue fire under his feet, landed and stopped just a few inches before their student, cocking his arm seemingly to end the defeated noble.

The gesture making both the academics react.

"No young man ! Don't stoop to such means !" Cried the professor.

"Will he truly do it ? Mmm…" Pondered grimly the headmaster.

"Old Osmond we have to stop him !" Exclaims Colbert.

"It's sadly too late to interfere I'm afraid !"

But their fears were unfounded when they saw the familiar drove his blade in the stone wall, sparring the poor fool who choose to fight a stronger opponent, for now. They both let out a breath they didn't knew they holden back.

"Bless the Founder he didn't deal the ending blow, but we don't know his intentions towards de Gramont, hurry professor take Miss Longueville with you and head to the duel ground, stop him by any means if you have to but interrupt him and bring him and his master to my office." Ordered the Academy of Magic's headmaster.

"Roger sir."

Nodded off Colbert while heading towards the door opening it and disappearing outside the office, his hurried voice echoing in the corridor along the secretary's until fading away, leaving the old mage alone in his office with his sight focused on the enchanted mirror and his thoughts.

'Miss Valliere... What is awaiting us now..? I feel Destiny has a role for each one of us and yours and your familiar has just yet to begun, now that the gears of fate are in motion no one can slow them down...' Thought Osmond watching closely the victorious familiar. "But I have also the feeling that the view we all have of the world will drastically change..." He said softly, his own familiar hoping back on from the desk and cuddled against his shoulder in a comforting way.

Outside the castle the professor along the secretary were running towards the duel ground, and upon closing the distance between them and the Vestri Court, they saw the familiar airborne again hovering still in the air, but this time facing the crowd without the presence of his opponent dead body lying on the ground, he hoped the young fool will keep in mind this lesson from now on, and behave differently in the future.

The flying familiar seemed to adress to the shocked nobles who have assisted to the duel.

"Listen attentively because I'm not going to say it again ! Those two girls here are under my protection ! If one of you dare just to talk to them in a way I don't like he or her, will have a taste of my blade !" For good measure in the end, he slashed his blade the air humming because of the superheated plasma, towards the crowd who backed off gasping. "Or maybe worse..." After delivering his message he landed back again, the boots and the blade of light disappearing in a flash, he faced two girls, one being his master the other a maid. "Now we can go !" He exclaimed.

But Colbert had something else in mind.

"I don't think so young man..."

Saito instantly turned around and saw them, looking between Colbert and Miss Longueville beside him, the young man was then sighing and breathe out something he didn't clearly understand.

"Fokou da…"

Now that the events leading to this moment have been unveiled, let's resume where we were.

"I believe you know why you are here isn't ?" Asked Old Osmond to the two younger ones.

"I've got an idea yeah." Answered Saito plainly.

"Very well, so I think you'll agree that explanations are in order isn't ?" Asked the headmaster.

"About what ?" Asked back Saito.

"Saito !" Hushed Louise. "Don't make a fool of the headmaster !"

"It's quite alright Miss Valliere, after all that's completely natural for him to try to dodge the question... But… Mister Hiraga, is that correct ?" Seeing Saito nod in approval he carried on. "Even if I do understand why you don't want to speak, we still need much-needed answers... Firstly the most obvious question, who are you ?"

To those three words Saito groaned, which startled everyone but Louise in the room.

"Here we go again... Sigh... If I knew I would have made a record of last night..." He said tucking his hands into his jacket's pockets while looking at the ceiling. "Wait a sec… Technically the M.S.C. did. How well I'll explain again for good measure."

Then even if he didn't had the heart into it he explained who he was, from start to the the end he told them exactly what he told to Louise yesterday's night. That he was from another world. His story did a impression to the attendance present in the headmaster's office, the man himself was watching without blinking but into his eyes one could see marvel, but the one who was the more amazed was Colbert. At each sentence the familiar ended he couldn't stop himself to ask questions after questions, and when at some point he asked Saito if he could show him this Earth the young man was talking about he was, for lack of another term, thrilled.

"By the Founder ! Is that really how a whole world looks like ?!" Exclaims the scientific mage whilst getting closer to the Earth's holographic picture. "Look at those details ! And that shape ! How could your people make such a precise mapping ? Surly you must have access to powerful cartographic artefacts ?!"

"Eh, eh... Let's say that we have our ways professor." Smile Saito.

"Please tell me about it !" Burst out with passion the professor while holding the taken aback young man by his shoulders. Action who made the now fuming headmaster react.

"Professor Colbert show some restraint would you !" Shout the old mage towards Colbert who quickly stepped back. "Mister Hiraga has many things to say I believe, so that matter will have to wait for another time..."

"It's quite alright headmaster that will take just but a few minutes." Told Saito to the frowning man who nodded in acknowledgment. He looked about the headmaster's desk and saw a piece of blank parchment. "May I ?" He asked to which the sitting old mage made sign of approval while giving him a quill before him. "Thanks. Wow… That's funny." He said looking at the white feather. "Anyway. So… This picture the ground." He draw an arc on the bottom of the parchment. "This picture the limits of the atmosphere." He made to draw again but stopped himself. "Hum… Just for being sure you do know what's an atmosphere isn't ?" He asked to the persons present in the room, persons who looked to each other in hope one has the answer.

"Are you talking about the air around us by any chance ?" Asked hesitantly Colbert.

"Yes exactly !" Smile Saito while drawing another arc a few centimeters above the first one. "Okay so… The first arc is where we're all standing on, the very ground itself." He hatched grossly on the first arc and made a stick figure on it, which made the Halkeginians present raise their brows. "Don't judge... Anyway, the second is where the birds and... I never knew I would say that one day, the dragons flies... With of course slightly above them the clouds. Now. I'm pretty sure that at night you can see the stars and the moons isn't ?"

"Of course." Answer Louise.

"Well they are above the second arc. Now picture in your minds that representation is the world, follow me so far ?" He looked around and saw all the mages present nod, albeit Louise made a funny face. "Okay so... My people has made a while by now oblong objects who can produce a force strong enough to be able to cancel all gravity." He draw then a pointed figure who looked like a strange thick arrow. "Those objects called rockets, goes through the sky to outer space, the place where the atmosphere ends. The rockets carries inside them construct we call satellite and brought them into space." This time he drew a circle with two rectangular panels attached to it outside the second arc. "The satellites can do many things but one of the most popular utilisation, is the cartography of a planet, that's another name we have for a world. Well that's it, it's how my people can make such detailed mapping with the utmost precision… Even if now we use many more things than mere rockets to go in space." Seeing the curious professor starting to speak he quickly ads. "I know you have many more questions professor Colbert, but that will have to wait for a later date alright ?" He asked politely with his hands joined together.

"Fair enough... I will wait." He says with resignation nodding his head in approval.

"Thanks... Okay ! So… Did you want to know something else ?" He asked turning towards the headmaster.

"Well… I understood that you are from that another world, planet as you name it, the Earth, and that you are from this country called Japan, that from where you came from magic his just pure myth, a work of fiction and that there is no nobles, at least not anymore, ruling your society and that obviously your kind is far more advanced than ours... But there is still the matter of this strange golden glow around you, and of course we need to know more about this fascinating weapon of yours." Asked Osmond while crossing his arms.

"That's fair enough. But in return I too need some answers..." Says Saito crossing his arms too.

"Ask away..."

"Firstly, what the hell is this ?" He asked showing his runes. "I've got the whole familiar runes part but I still need to know more about it. Previously in the fight against Guiche's big golem, when I drew my weapon, I felt that strange sensation, that power… Flowing in me. And let's not forget that the freaking runes glowed ! Headmaster, what happened to me ?"

"Before I get to the explanation do you know what your runes means ?" Asked the headmaster arching a brow in expectation.

He instantly brought his left hand towards him, runes prominently before him.

"Hang on... M.S.C. translate the writing on my hand and display it on the HUD." He says under the interrogated looks of the Halkeginians present. "Mmm…" He did after a few seconds of staring at his hand, then moved his stare back at the headmaster. "What does that mean… Gandálfr ?" He asked concerned. "That sound familiar to me..." He said looking at the ceiling while putting a finger on his chin. "Where did I heard that word already..? Argh… M.S.C. do a research of the word Gandálfr."

"Roger sir. Fetching data… One match found."

The emergence of the artificial intelligence's voice suddenly startled everyone, but Saito, in the office.

"On a dragon scale what was that ?!" Exclaims Osmond.

"Yes, with all that happened yesterday I completely forgot to ask you about it, what is that voice ?" Asked Louise.

"Mmm what ?" He started looking at Louise. "Oh ! Yes I completely forgot to tell you about it. My bad. Well, you see my device has a kind of… How should I put it in a way you could understand… Ah yes maybe this'll work, it's a man-made spirit inside a device which we have denominated as Artificial Intelligence, A.I. for short. The one inside my M.S.C. is an helper of sorts. If that weren't for him I would be really hindered into using the device at it's maximal performance... M.S.C., carry on..." He order to the artificial intelligence.

"Roger sir. Opening entry, Gandalf : Gandalf is said to be a Dvergr, a kind of dwarf in Norse mythology, appearing in the ~Tally of the Dwarves~ within the poem Völuspá from the ~Poetic Edda~, as well in the ~Prose Edda~. The name derives from the Old Norse words gandr (magic staff) and álfr (elf), thus a protective spirit who wields a magical wand.

The name was also used by a Norse king in the ~Heimskringla~.

Also in the 20th century a writer named J. R. R. Tolkien, eventually named his wizard Gandalf after the Dvergr in his book ~The Hobbit~, but initially used the name for the head of the dwarf party, ultimately to be called Thorin Oakenshield. Closing entry."

"Ah ! Ah ! I knew I've heard that name before ! I studied his works in high school years ago, if I recall correctly I had to do a resume of sorts... And I even got a good score at it. But still... That's an hell of a coincidence..." He said crossing his arms interrogation. "Anyway ! I'm guessing that's not what means this word for you isn't ?"

"You are quite right young man..." Nodded in approval Osmond. "You see for us, the Gandálfr is a familiar but one of a special kind... Have you been informed of the one we call the Founder ?"

"Yes, yesterday's night Louise told me that he was the one who gave the magic to the nobles, and that he, and his descendants, made Halkeginia as it's known now." Answered Saito.

"It's exactly that Miss Valliere." He said towards Louise. "But did you knew he had four familiars ?"

"Well… I vaguely recall... Why ?" She asked, worry making it's way into her core.

"They were known under four names, each familiar having one specific power." He took the old book Colbert had previously brought, and opened it at the same page than before. He pointed at an column. "First, there is Myozunitonirun, the Mind of God, who is known to be able to control every magical artefact." He pointed at another. "Second, there is Vindálfr, the Right Hand of God, who has the ability to control all creatures." Again he repeated the act. "Third, there is Lífþrasir, the Heart of God, whose powers is still yet unknown even now… And then there is the Left Hand of God…" He pointed at the last column on the page. "The Gandálfr, who has the ability to handle any kind of weapons." He bowed slightly towards the young man whose concentration, was entirely focused on the book. "You, Saito Hiraga, are the Left Hand of God, the first familiar of the Founder to appear since millenia... You are the Gandálfr."

A loud gulping sound could be heard from the young man, immediately followed by another one from his master. He took a deep breath and say…

"Well… At least I will not be called the Grey."

His comment made the Halkeginians present simply blink in confusion.

A/N : Ouf ! I didn't though that it would take this long for me to post this chapter. Like I said at the top, life been hectic but I will try to keep updating as much as I can...

But please tell me what you thought of it and what I did wrong, I'm proofreading myself and while I'm pretty sure to have checked every sentences, I still think there is a few mistakes here and there...

Anyway ! I hope you liked it and I wish you all an happy new year ! (Yes I know I'm late of a few weeks let's not say a month, but hey better later than never !)