The two of them got to the Academy around dusk. This, Keven believed, was entirely because Louise didn't want to lose her stomach. Keven was tempted to tell her how it would get more comfortable, and possibly grow her own magic powers, but he found the entire situation too entertaining. There wasn't much marking the occasion, and not much happened on their walk back. Well, there was one memorable occasion.

Four hours ago...

As the two were walking down the main road back to the academy, Keven heard a faint rustle. Most humans, and even a good deal of the Endermen, would simply write it off as the wind, or some other conceivable cause. Keven, however, who had grown suspicious over his short life of all sentient creatures, caught the would be robbers.

"So, you thought we wouldn't notice, did you?" Keven had asked. He teleported them to the bottom of a small hill he and Louise had passed a while ago. He had been back with Louise before she had figured out what had happened. He had managed to make her not press the matter, though he wasn't sure that she truly believed that it was the wind. He teleported back to the bandits frequently, to see if they had stopped their heaving, but he never had to do anything yet.

Current time...

As Louise came across the castle, though she had started complaining less than an hour after they started walking, instantly sighed in relief. She's practically deflated. Keven observed, We're not even in safety yet. He shook his head slowly. Humans are weird. He thought. Though, he remembered all the weird things that his princess Andr did, and felt the need to revise that thought to what he believed to be more true; Females are weird.

When the two had gotten to the castle walls Louise immediately demanded Keven to wash her clothes and promptly marched off, presumably to bath. Keven sighed, teleported to Louise's room, took her clothing, and gave his job to one of the nearby maids. Having dispatched all of his nightly duties, he decided to deal with a particularly useful opportunity.

One quick teleport later and Keven was standing in front of the would-be bandits he had dispatched earlier. A particularly big one stood up, sword in hand and examined Keven carefully. "What do you want with us, noble?" the man questioned. Keven smiled, for this worked perfectly within his plan, "I am no foolish noble, and what I want is what every man wants." He answered jokingly, "Power, wealth, and, lastly, allies."

The bandits stared at him, wondering what he meant. Finally, the one that had asked him originally stepped forward, and asked "You have used your magic on us" he spat, "how do you expect to believe that you are no noble!" he asked viciously. Keven smiled, stepping forward he proudly announced, "Mortal humans, I am a commander of The Dragon who Hunts The Void! To mortals I am known as Keven, the Fourth Void!" he looked back at bandits, who seemed confused but frightened. To be expected I guess. he chuckled inwardly. You see, Keven had done a bit of research into the so called Founder's Faith, and found something interesting. There were certain sect of the faith that believed an incredibly powerful dragon had somehow eaten a part of the Founder's power over the void, and had been dubbed The Dragon who Hunts The Void.

Technically it wasn't even a lie. He was a commander to the Enderdragon after all. Not that it mattered, since he would have told the most convincing lie, but it helped that he could back it up on both sides of his mission.

"I-It's just som' storie!" one of the bandits shouted. The improper language bugged Keven, but he didn't have enough power to choose his allies at this point. Louise would likely stay his strongest ally for quite a while, and even then he would probably have to use her connections long after that. Nevertheless, he had to ignore improper language for right now, so instead of focusing on it, he instead continued the conversation, "It is not just 'some story', as Romania would have you believe. It's the truth, why do you think their have been no void mages?" Keven asked.

It was a trick question, though the bandits didn't see it for what it was. They had no knowledge of magic other than that it was real, the five elements was one of the rare things commoners were right about magic. What's more, they were taught very little about Brimir, so they wouldn't know anything was wrong with his claim.

"Even if you are who you say you are, why would we trust you?" their leader asked Keven again. Keven let a coy smirk, as if trying to hide and give proper details. After a few seconds Keven finally answered. "You can trust me because you have no choice. Because if you don't you and all human commoners will continue to be depressed until the end of time. Because if you don't, years from now, you would have given up everything for this chance again," Keven mockingly, "and you can get much more money, and even obtain magic this way." Keven finished.

The bandits were sold. They may not want what he did, and may not care for anyone, or anything, else, but they did want power. In their mind, magic was the key to what they desired, the road to success if you will. They saw it as something of untold power and grace, not even imagining that it had some end, or limit. None of them had even the slightest though to turn the offer down now, except one.

"How would you grant us magic?" their old leader questioned. Keven had to fight down a smile, he was really starting to like this one! Instead he answered "There is a way. By teleporting you through the End your bodies will naturally start producing Ender energy, or Anti-magic, both of which are valuable in our current situation." The second way, of him granting them part of his own power went unsaid. The old bandit leader, appeased by Keven answer stood down, saying "Then, I, Charles of Tristiania, pledge to serve Keven, The Fourth Void for all my life!" He even knows when to give up! Keven joked to himself.

...With princess Andr...

"That's borderline treason." the Enderdragon commented from behind Andr. Andr just sighed, "But it's not, and he knows this. Which is why he is able to do it." she reasoned with a huff. The fake Enderdragon just sighed in frustration.

...Back with Keven...

After about ten more minutes, Keven had everything sorted through. They eventually came up with a rather simple plan. Once a day, at night, Keven would teleport them one and give them an opportunity to absorb some Ender energy, and teleport back. Then Keven gives them orders and they part ways.

Keven sighed, finally getting to the school's kitchen and asked for a meal. A large bowl of delicious soup was put in front of him. Sighing in bliss Keven wondered why someone would leave such delicious soup on the table while eating. Actually, he had only ever had their soup and bread, so did that mean that everything else was eaten? That wouldn't make sense. He was sure that the nobles couldn't eat all the food on that table, unless humans were capable of eating their body weight. Can humans eat their body weight? Keven wondered.

As Keven wondered about the human metabolism, he didn't notice the new-comer until it was too late. "Hello Mr. Keven." Siesta greeted politely. Keven looked up at her, mildly surprised. I didn't notice her until was almost three feet away! Siesta giggled lightly. "Do you need me to wash Miss Louise's clothes again?" she asked. It took a moment for Keven to calm himself. He wasn't running away from anything.

Keven smiled brightly. "Yeah, I was going to go looking for you, but thought I'd have dinner first." Keven scratched the back of his head in fake embarrassment. "I guess I'll do that now then." Siesta giggled. "Thanks, what would I ever do without you."

Random Sentence!: Soooo~ start of the main plot or filler chapter? You decide! Also Cliffhanger!