After a bit of walking, he arrived in front of a room that was nad the guildmasters office.
He had already reassured himself, but for so reason he felt nervous.
He wasn't sure what he was going to do if Michael discovered his real identity. In that case, things might get bad, but worse cos to worse: he can use Rex's na to suppress him.
After more self-reassurance, he finally took a deep breath to calm himself, after which he entered.
The room was quite small, considering the status of the man residing inside.
But despite its size, it looked neat and tidy, and a soothing aroma that cald the soul floated in the air.
However, the most eye-catching thing about the room was the overabundance of the colour blue, whether it be the walls, floor, or ceiling. The whole room was blue, almost like the owner was obsessed with it.
Sitting in the centre of the blue room was a wooden table, which thankfully wasn't blue.
It had three chairs; two of them sat in front of the table; they looked quite comfortable, almost like they were luring him to sit on them; and on the other side sat Michael, the man who had beaten the shit out of him 10-15 minutes ago.
Michael was once wearing round glasses, changing the colour of his pretty blue eyes to dull brown ones.
It seems he had an extra pair of them.
"Take a seat," he suggested.
Hearing his suggestion, William quickly rested his buttocks on the comfortable chair, which, just like how they looked, was comfortable to sit on.
"So what did you want to talk about?" William asked.
"It seems you're not interested in making small talk, but very well," Michael smiled.
"So to start things off, I would like to apologise for beating you up so badly."
"After thinking about it a bit, I've co to realise I may have been a bit excessive back then, so I hope you could forgive for that."
William was caught a bit off guard by hearing Michael apologise, but thanks to his mask, it didn't show on his face.
William had already forgiven Michael for beating the shit out of him, especially considering how his spells would've killed him multiple tis if not for him being so much stronger than himself.
However, he doubted whether Michael apologised to him out of the goodness of his heart or because he felt guilty.
If he had to take a guess, Michael probably had a task for him or wanted sothing.
He wasn't sure what yet, but since he already had leverage, he didn't want to let it go and planned to use it in case Michael asked for sothing unreasonable.
"Words are shallow; if you're truly sorry, prove it with your actions," Edge Lord replied in an emotionless tone, unfazed despite being in the presence of soone capable of ending his life in less than a second.
His current confidence cos from his judgent of Michael's character as well as his artifacts and [Shadow Step].
Worse cos to worse; he'll reveal his identity and use Rex's na to pressure Michael.
But he hoped it didn't co to that.
"Hoh, well said" Michael smiled, acknowledging the young man's boldness.
It seems the masked adventurer had seen through his plan to make his image better in Edge Lord's eyes before suggesting his proposal.
With his plan seen through, he moved straight to the main topic he wanted to discuss today.
"In today's fight, I observed a few things."
"First, let's start with the obvious: while your magic talent is great, you seriously lack any worthwhile capabilities in close combat."
"And from our fight, I could tell that you don't have that much experience."
"Also, you rely too much on firepower, which I suppose makes sense considering you're a mage, but I would still suggest learning more technical spells that could tip the scale of the fight or less destructive spells that won't destroy your surroundings and kill your allies."
The more he heard him speak, William had no choice but to reluctantly agree, after all the things Michael was saying were things he had already noticed.
But he did not really have a way to fix these flaws yet.
The reason he liked to use flashy and destructive spells so often was because it got a reaction out of the crowd and also because it allowed him to easily kill his enemies without the chance of them getting close to him.
Sure, it may be a waste of mana, but he could afford it.
And as for the point related to close combat, it was another thing he had to reluctantly agree with.
While yes, he had experience in hand-to-hand combat in his past life that was against humans with similar body anatomy as him.
But in this world, his enemies have a completely different body anatomy from him, and things are far too dependent on stats.
As Naoya, he preferred to go for sensitive organs like the genitals, livers, and throat that would allow him to KO his opponent with minimal difficulty.
But that beca obscene when his opponent didn't have such parts or was 20 tis his size, and even against other humans, such tactics are mostly useless.
Even a full-powered liver shot from him would easily be tanked by soone with a few extra thousand BF than him.
And as for those who had less BF than him, he could easily knock them out, if not kill them, with a simple punch.
And as for weapon techniques, Rex had taught him Dance of Steel, but it was a foundation technique ant to teach the basics and build a foundation, and from that point onwards, it's his responsibility to create his own sword style.
From what Rex had told him, this was the sa thod he used to beco the strongest swordsman alive, and he wanted his son to follow his footstep.
While William appreciated the sentint, that also ant he had no proper offensive martial arts techniques.
Martial art techniques were created to compete with mages and allow humans to defy elents of nature using their bodies and weapons.
But another reason for their existence was to ensure that all fights don't just end up being BF-checking competitions.
Thankfully, things like aspects, skills, spells, and aspects added more elents to a fight, making them actually enjoyable and a much better learning experience.
"Are you still here?" Michael asked.
"Yeah, sorry about that," Edge Lord replied, finally snapping out.
"Anyways, I agree with everything you have said, but do you have any suggestions for ?" He asked, not expecting much.
"Yeah, I do."
"You should beco my disciple," Michael suggested.
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