It's been a year since I've last heard of Madam Dahlia. She must have died to the hands of that scum. Was it not for a sneak attack, master Von wouldn't have died. For Madam Dahlia to defeat a sixth stage septem combatant would've been too tough. She probably passed away, but that does not matter as I will stay true to her wishes and raise young master Kioxe.

"Gaaaah heh heh heh" The young master was playing with his ring. There would be times where an item would appear out of nowhere and then disappear as the young Kioxe was summoning the items stored in his spatial ring. Of course Potis had always thought about removing the ring off his young master's finger as he was too young to work the ring, but removing the ring would be touching his master's property and he didn't want to do that at all.

Seeing as Kioxe always stored the items after summoning them, Potis paid no heed. As long as his master would be happy, it would be enough for him. Seeing the energetic one year old Kioxe would always make a servant such as Potis content. For Potis, raising Kioxe was like paying away his debts to his dead masters while having fun. How could Potis not help but feel deep affections for young Kioxe.

Potis a year ago had decided to live in a secluded cottage that he had made deep in the woods. Since he was a fourth stage septem user and was one of his masters' most strongest servant, he was able to easily catch the wild ferocious animals that lived in the woods. With a small stream nearby, Potis was able to feed the baby Kioxe and himself perfectly fine.

Although there were at times when humans did come into the woods, they would never find the cottage as it was concealed relatively well. It was in this calm and quiet atmosphere that Potis was able to raise Kioxe with ease.

It wasn't long before the crawling Kioxe was able to walk. It was at this time that Potis started to worry. Kioxe would stagger and fall every so often and give Potis a heart attack. He couldn't handle his young master walking around and then suddenly falling face flat on the floor or knocking his head on the furniture. Whenever his master's knees started to wobble greatly, Potis would dive towards his master and gently place him on the floor. You could say Potis's easygoing life became one filled with stress. If anything serious was to happen to Kioxe, he wouldn't know how to explain what happened to his two masters in heaven.

At the age of one and a half years old, Kioxe had started to talk. He would be able to say simple things like meat but without the 'm', pronouncing "eat." Potis was most joyful when Kioxe called his name. Since the 'p' was really hard for Kioxe to pronounce, his name became "Otis" from then on.

Growing up, Kioxe would slowly be allowed to venture around the woods. Potis knew that his master would have to experience the world outside the cottage and so he let his master venture around freely. Though Potis would have to clean Kioxe up by the stream every time as Kioxe loved playing in the mud or playing with dirt.

At the age of four, Potis had taught Kioxe to the point where Kioxe's vocabulary would rival that of the average seven years old. Too bad Kioxe was still too young and had troubles pronouncing his words correctly.

Being that of a fourth stage septem user, Potis was able to help Kioxe with his understanding of his life and soul energy. But what really surprised Potis was that Kioxe was able to sense and send out soul energy at such a young age. There were plenty of people that had to train countless of years before they were able to detect and use their soul energy. Potis could only shake his head in admiration and cry out to the sky that his masters should not worry about Kioxe's future accomplishments.

Seeing that Kioxe was nearing the age of five, Potis decided it was time to go to a city to enroll Kioxe in a school or clan. It would teach him how to be tough and strong. His social ability would also improve as Potis was the only one who talked to Kioxe. When Potis broke the news to Kioxe that they were leaving their home and going to a place that had a lot of people, Kioxe was thrilled and saw it as meeting more 'Potis'. Kioxe had asked,"So dere will be more Otis?" Grinning, Potis could only say yes and make the boy even more exhilarated.

Though right before Potis was about to pick up the boy and carry him on his back, Kioxe spoke some words that shocked Potis.

"Otis, on dis tip if dere are baddies I will beat em up wit my first stag septem powars!" Kioxe had yelled out cheerfully.

Looking shock, Potis stood there in a daze for a moment. "Young master Kioxe, you must be joking me." Potis cried out in a serious tone.

"Yea, I have feelies of the first stag." Kioxe cried in all honesty. Kioxe had come to the conclusion that the strong amount of energy inside his body had reach the first stage that Potis always talked about.

"My heavens....Kioxe quickly take out the diamond sword in your ring and bind it. Put your blood on it and use your soul power to fuse it with your sword." Potis instructed Kioxe with eyes wide as a fish.

As Kioxe quickly followed Potis's instructions with haste, Kioxe could only believe that he had done something wrong as Potis was talking in such a serious tone. After Potis had helped Kioxe in making a small cut on his little index finger to place a drop of blood on the sword, the sword Nahlia had trembled as it seemed to come alive. It was only after several hours did Kioxe was able to completely fuse the sword with his soul. Nahlia and Kioxe had become one.

"Good job master Kioxe, you can rest now." Potis spoke in a kind tone. He was filled to the brim with happiness. Having someone be so attuned to their life and soul energy at such a young age was too astonishing. His young master would be ranked as one of the most talented individual as Potis had never heard of a four year old first stage septem user. The average age for most people would be at the age of ten. Only then would their life and soul energy be strong enough to bind and fuse a septem.

Seeing that Potis had such a wide grin, Kioxe couldn't help but smile. It seemed that he was able to do it right and make Potis happy. With his life and soul energy all drained up, he slowly fell fast asleep from fatigue.

The journey of young master Kioxe and poor old servant Potis would only then begin. With Kioxe on Potis's back, Potis quickly ran through the woods and out upon the open prairie.

Author's Note:

Hope this chapter was to your satisfaction. As I had a lot of fun writing about the loyal old servant Potis. :D