A huge amount of mist had burst out of the symbol, which is much stronger from the mist earlier. It kept spewing out for a couple of seconds, spreading far and wide before receding back to the symbol just as quickly that I failed to see the reason behind it.

  The runic symbol, which is floating on the heart of my mother, besides the Inheritance core, is called Mark Of Art.

  It appears when a person reaches a certain level of comprehension, a few seconds ago, my mother's comprehension had reached that stage, and her art had formed the mark, taking her into the leagues of Grandmasters.

  By the strength of her body, she is still an Elite Tyrant, but the comprehension of her art and mental energy had reached the level of Grandmaster; this is totally out of my expectations. I am still quite shocked by the scenes I saw.

  There will be lots of benefits of the mark; once it is obtained, it will help her not only better utilize the power of her arts but also help in her practice. The Grand Arts tend to do that; that is why those who comprehend the Grand Arts focus exclusively on it, as their art will help them progress in other parts.

  I looked around my mother's body and saw everything was fine; I opened my eyes and saw everyone had to look at my mother with shocked eyes.

  Lord of glass which I had thought had left, is also beside the lady angela and looking at my mother with twinkling eyes.

  "Micheal, your mother?" My father asked. His level restricted him from seeing certain things, but he too sensed something with his mother.

  "Mother is completely healed father, and she had also got some great gains," I replied and hearing that a bright smile appeared on his face.

  "It is time for us to wake up," I said, and thousands of strings on the surface of the cabin began to unfurl and come back to me.

  When I had activated the formation, it had made my mother semi-conscious; I had done it intentionally to numb the pain; the pain of the vaporizing would have been too great. Though I know my mother would have been able to bear it, I did not want her to.

  Other than pain, she had sensed everything had happened to her body; the mark would not have been formed if mother had been unconscious.

  "Micheal, thank you," Mom said as she opened her eyes. Both of her eyes are wet and trickling with tears.

  "Mommy, why are you crying," A voice before I could say anything as a little girl walked up to the coffin. My sister woke up, ate, and even took a night's sleep while I was working on healing my mother.

  "They tears of happiness, love, after years mommy had gotten her powers back," Mom replied as she slowly got up from the coffin. Her movements are exaggeratedly slow. She had just gotten her powers back, and she would need quite a time before she could get used to them.

  There is a huge difference between the strength of Knight and the strength of peak Elite. Even if she had that strength, it was three decades ago; she would need some practice and till them, no holding my little sister.

  She also understood that as she deliberately stayed away from the rose.

  "Sorry to disturb your family moment, but we have to go back to Pyramid immediately," Grand Tower Mistress Angela said suddenly. "There are still a few hours before the day is over," I said, looking at my holowatch.

  "Things have changed now; Grand Commander wants you all into the Pyramid immediately," Old women said, motioning at my family before her powerful energy has covered us and the runic formation of golden runes created in a second.

  I only got a chance to look at the teacher for a moment, and she nodded at me before I disappeared from my house and academy.

  All the plans teacher had after I leveled up had gone to the drain, at least for some time. The original plan was that she hand me the reins of the academy after I leveled up to the Tyrant, but that will not happen after what happened in the past day.

  Unless I became strong enough to defend myself against those people who had come to kill me, I would have to keep hidden again.

  I am tired of always hiding, but I have no choice. Those bastards and their little spies are very good assassins; thousands of people have lost their life by being careless for a moment; the Grimm Monsters are very good at striking at the perfect chance.

  They have miscalculated this time, but next time they would not make the same mistake; they would not only bring out the powerful people but also powerful artifacts.

  A second later, we have appeared in the blue hall, which is devoid of any designs except for the runes that have been carved on it.

  What Grand Tower Mistress Angela did had blown my mind; what she did may seem simple, but it is extremly hard and amazing that only people of her caliber do it.

  She had created a teleportation formation and formed a link with teleportation formation in the Pyramid, where the space is extremly tight; even I will have to use all my strength.

  She did tear through space but punctured it with needle accuracy and connected to the other side. The only person of her power could do something like that; I want to do something like that too, but I do not have the required strength to do it.

  "Micheal, you and your father go with David; he will take you to your quarters while I will take your mother to the Grand Commander," Old women and pointing at the blond, middle-aged man, who is a peak Master class powerhouse with high designation if badges on his chest were any proof.

  "I want to go with mommy," My sister shouted before I could say anything. "Love, mommy has an important thing to do. You wait with papa, I will return before you even know it," Mom said as she crouched down beside my sister, though she did not touch her.

  "Come back soon, mommy," She said after a few seconds, "Of course, love," She said before she got up and left with three old monsters.