I am an Eldritch Entity-Chapter 54: Ravencroft family

The lady was astonishing in terms of appearance, one could only describe her as enchanting.

She had a beautiful oval facial structure with a prominent jawline. Her light blue hair complemented her equally mesmerising ocean blue eyes.

Her damp skin from the recent practice only added to her charm, almost making Eryndor unable to extricate himself from admiring her.

Like the gentleman he considered himself to be, Eryndor didn’t let the lady wait too long.

He immediately stood up and shook her extended hand.

"Eryndor Noctis here, pleased to make your acquaintance. Would I be right in guessing you’re from that Ravencroft family?"

He asked with a hint of recognition in his expression.

Syndra smiled, a trace of pride in her eyes along with other complex emotions, and answered with the same tone he used.

"I indeed am from that Ravencroft family."

Everyone knew that the emergence of four energies took place two hundred years ago.

Superhumans was a common term used for people who’ve embarked on a power system, or possess an ability.

Superhumans didn’t emerge among the humans of Earth until much later, but when they did, they began forming factions. Many of these factions were family based.

If the inheritance remained intact and successive generations weren’t entirely incompetent, some families could consist mostly of superhumans.

Ravencroft was one such famous family of mages, who had their people in various levels of the Human Federation and the Academy.

Not many common people knew of them, but those who lived among the superhumans, or were one themselves, all knew about this family.

The Ravencrofts originally came from a military background, entrusted with keeping the Magic Outer Domain in check.

Edwin Ravencroft, the first superhuman in their family, had embarked on the Martial Arts power system.

However, due to frequent frictions with the Magic Outer Domain, they had plenty of opportunities to gain ’inspiration’ in terms of magic practice techniques and magic spells, and ’help’ in terms of resources from their enemies.

So, the successive generations chose the path of Mage, gradually transforming the family into a predominantly Mage lineage.

Pointing at the screen which still displayed thirty four, Syndra said.

"I’ll be honest, that was impressive as fuck. I finally couldn’t resist coming over to talk to you.

"Was that your first time?"

I’ve already had my first time.

Eryndor didn’t voice out his thoughts. He was a gentleman, he reaffirmed himself.

"Nope, it’s been a long time since I learned that art. In fact, that’s the only cultivation art I know."

He answered with a shrug, his expression perfectly concealing his inner thoughts.

Professor covered for him due to the fact that his talent might bring trouble. If he willingly dug a hole for himself and jumped into it, then he was a hundred percent sure professor Melissa wouldn’t rescue him.

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The mastery with which he controlled his Qi would result in him being tagged as a genius, an epitome of genius even, and that was exactly why professor Melissa had covered for him.

"Still, even if you’ve been practicing a single cultivation art for years, that’s an impressive feat.

"Although, it is disappointing that you are in stage two of Qi Gathering realm after years of practicing. You could’ve focused on increasing your realm, as that brings a more direct enhancement in terms of power.

"Say, what year are you in?"

Eryndor couldn’t lie about it. Just a glance at his profile on the Academy website would reveal when he was admitted, as that part of information wasn’t something one could hide.

Giving her a cheeky smile, he said.

"First year."

Syndra’s eyes shot up in amazement.

"Well, are you from a renowned family like me? I am not really that well informed about such things."

Without giving him a chance to reply, she went on, while nodding to herself.

"It would make sense if you were from a cultivation family indeed."

According to her, the only plausible reason why he was in first year and still had such mastery over a cultivation art was because he hailed from a cultivation family.

It would’ve allowed him to access these cultivation arts at a young age, allowing him to train in it over the years and achieve mastery in it.

Cultivation families didn’t have a heritage as huge as the Human Federation, but they still had a sufficient number of skills in their archives to arm themselves.

Eryndor didn’t say anything.

Sometimes people are too smart for their own good. You don’t even have to make excuses, they’ll make one for you.

"Anyway, I am in the first year as well. Here, my contact number. Let’s keep in touch."

She went back to her spot after speaking what she had in mind.

Eryndor simply shrugged and pocketed the contact card after saving the number.

It was not just the students, the majority of the superhumans carried contact cards on them at all times. It was so that they could expand their connections, and resource channels.

The Human Federation and the Academy alone couldn’t satisfy resource requirements for the people under them. So the superhumans who get sent on missions, oftentimes build connections with the local business owners or politicians of the respective mission area.

It provided them with an additional resource in hand, granted in exchange for future protection—whether to resolve threats in their territory or occasionally assist with personal missions.

All in all, it was a win-win from both sides.

Eryndor resumed his meditation, eager to fill his Qi reserves and get back to practicing.

He didn’t regret spending all his Qi on practicing Internal Fist cultivation art. It helped him understand the different difficulties he faced while punching in different ways.

If he had done it in a high tension match with less time to think than now, and that too for the first time, chances are, that he might have gone wrong with circulation.

Backlash during the match would’ve been extremely fatal, enough for him to lose the match.

A few minutes later, he opened his eyes.

He had recovered a bit of Qi, but he just thought of a problem.