Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband-Chapter 323: Guardians of the supernatural.

Phoebe’s question hovered in the air, not quite heavy to her because she didn’t think that it was a big deal, they were just books at the end of the day and already, grandpa Saxon had revealed more information than she expected.

Grandpa Saxon looked at the plate in front of him which had only half a cheese cake slice left. He wished he could just avoid the question altogether because Phoebe was bound to be disappointed by the answer but he did not want to let down her enthusiasm.

David read his dilemma so he patted Phoebe’s hand, prompting her to look his way.

"Pheebs those books cannot be accessed by just anyone you need to be pretty high up in the academy to get the opportunity to look at them. Besides, they are kept in the secret compartments in a secret library of the Moldove founding Academy and it requires special skills of magic to summon them." He tried to explain as best as he could but his words only got more questions lingering in her head.

Why were there so many secrets? Secrets about Ravana, secrets about her location, secrets about the spell which was used to seal her away, a secret library and now a secret compartment. For a group of people that were living on founding lane which was the hub of gossip in the city, they sure knew how to keep their mouths shut when it was required.

The Drusus family was an example, the general loved to indulge in gossip but he knew what not to share about the supernatural affiliated members of his family or secrets of the country.

She cocked her head, her overly curious eyes staring at him.

"Okay, let me put that aside for a minute. What about this Moldove school, what do you know of it? It’s been mentioned a couple of times tonight but you didn’t expand on it. What is it anyway and what does it teach?" Phoebe’s eyes shifted from David to grandpa Saxon.

Grandma Saxon saw that the two men were hesitating, she couldn’t understand why. "Gentlemen have you forgotten that Phoebe here is a Mayfair, it’s her birth right to know about this Academy." She pulled her brows into a frown because they were still slightly hesitating.

"Pheebs, it’s really not as easy as grandma says but yes to answer your question. I do know this school, it’s the place where Amon took Humphrey." David stopped speaking when be noticed that Phoebe was starting to curl her lips upwards.

In her defense, it was because it had already been mentioned that night that Humphrey was taken there so there was no new information in his response.

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"David, you are just going round and round in circles, let’s pick a spot and stand on it..or is it in it? I don’t know, just pick something and expand on that instead of taking twists and turns just to end up in the same place."

David scratched the back of his head and laughed lightly but nervously. It was not that he did not want to share what he knew, it was just that the circumstances were a bit more complicated than it looked.

It was obvious to the elder Saxons that Phoebe had the upper hand in the relationship, clearly, if they got married she would be the boss.

Grandpa Saxon decided to come to David’s help, he cleared his throat and took a sip of water first.

"Listen my child, you cannot condemn David. He swore an oath to keep to himself what he knows about the Academy."

[Aaaargh! here we go again, what’s with everyone and swearing oaths as if they are in a cult or coven? First my father, now David? Who else is under oath on the lane? At this rate even the cooks in my home are about to take oaths not to reveal their secret recipes. I think the founding lane gossip mill is doing a half-assed job.]

Phoebe sneered inwardly as she complained in her mind but she remembered her manners and tucked away the complaints in her heart.

[Thank God they cannot read my mind or the elders would think that I am crazy, pushy or ill mannered.]

Three people at the table maintained their smiles while thinking, too late, you can’t hide anything.

"I am sorry grandpa I didn’t mean to be pushy or rude especially in your presence but David and I share bigger secrets than this I believe so it hurt that he didn’t want to tell me about the academy." An apologetic smile grew on her lips.

Grandpa Saxon let out a measured sigh. "If you are interested in knowing about this school then you have to be tested for eligibility and granted access to the school as a student. Not all children from founding families are eligible to attend this academy."

[Student! school! Oh crap...I really don’t want to go to school again. One degree is enough for me in this lifetime, thank you.]

Phoebe’s lips fell as she imagined herself back to school in a uniform attending classes all day. The thought that David seemed to be connected to the school crossed her mind, if he was studying there, she believed that she would know.

"So I take it that David wasn’t eligible?"

A chuckle slipped through David’s lips, he could tell what she was thinking even without reading her thoughts. "It’s not what you think Pheebs, actually it’s the other way round."

"David was an exception, he passed the test at fifteen and he was offered admission but it was he that refused to join the academy, family obligations had to come first. If he had joined he would have become the youngest guardian of the supernatural wall.

Back in my days it used to be compulsory to join an academy or a sect but the laws were changed because some people just didn’t want to join in the fight against the supernatural.

Besides, most supernatural beings disappeared or were wiped out, all that were left were ghosts because they cannot be done away with so there was no need to have a huge army of guardians anymore."

"Guardians of the supernatural wall." Phoebe repeated, it sounded so cool and she felt the urge to know more about them. "So if I am understanding this correctly, everyone born from the founding families lineage can become one if they want."

Grandpa Saxon laughed lightly. "Not really my dear, there is a process through which children from the founding families undergo when they clock eighteen.

It’s believed that at that age they are old enough to handle the knowledge on the reality of our world. However, not all these children are selected, it’s the power in the blood and magic in crystals that decide who is chosen or who isn’t.

You need to have talent first, and talent is inborn, its in the blood, like you becoming a shaman, it was in your blood and something or someone awakened it. If you decide to become a guardian you will experience everything I am telling you right now.

Grandma Saxon sneered. "Oh I highly doubt Edward will let that happen. He wants none of his children near all this supernatural fighting stuff."