Chapter 187: Pauller’s Unbridled Enthusiasm
“Oh? You won’t even allow us in to chat about the terms?” the rchant asked loudly with a false smile.
“There’s no need,” replied Hurman, waving goodbye without turning back to the unwelco guests.
“Perhaps we can converse about the tournant? I’m curious which of your grandchildren will be attempting this year.”
“Goodbye, Chorgan. And farewell, rtin. Send my regards to lida and my grandchildren,” added Hurman, vanishing around a corner.
But the ornate rchant wasn’t offended. He chuckled lightly, well accustod to such treatnt from his many clients. The rchant glanced at one of the masked n, chuckling louder. “You know, rtin, your father seems more unwelcoming than ever. Care to explain why that may be?”
“We should be going, Master Chorgan,” comnted that masked man, releasing a sigh that was either filled with regret or expressing relief. “You have matters to handle at the guild, so it’s fortunate that you won’t be wasting much ti here.”
“True... Then I’ll be requesting your aid from now on, rtin.”
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“Of course, Master Chorgan...”
The second guard returned to his station as the guests made an about-face and left without another word. But both guards were quite confused, by rtin in particular. They knew rtin had been released as the family’s business manager but that didn’t prepare them to find rtin working as one of the Libarn Guild’s masked n. And their boss didn’t seem at all fazed by his son working with the rchants, which only added to their shock.
While minor rumors and suspicions would soon spread among the house servants, Oli was exiting the dining hall. After a long discussion that all morning, he was glad to bathe, relax, and seek out a filling al. Now that he’d ntally and physically reset, Oli was anxious to resu his training.
Oli traversed the open paths of the property with ease, already familiar to find the places he would frequent. And sowhat to his surprise, Oli found a familiar face approaching his courtyard from a distance. That person beat Oli there and imdiately began calling and shouting for Oli, ignoring the knocker inside the courtyard walls.
“Pauller, what brings you here?”
The youth turned around and shot toward Oli without hesitation. “Oliver! Thank you! Thank you for the battle art!”
Sighing, Oli put up his hands and chuckled, “There’s no need to thank . Thank your uncle and grandpa, not . They traded fair and square for that battle art. I’m sure they’ve already begun adjusting it to create swords, though I’m surprised they’ve already given it to you.”
“They only gave the first part, the part that teaches how to condense the essence,” stated Pauller, unable to hide the overwhelming excitent in his eyes. “But I’m struggling and wanted to ask for help.”
“Pauller, I’ll be a little busy with my own training for a little while...” Oli remarked, getting the youth to frown slightly. “Tell you what. I’ll answer so of your questions right now, but you can’t bother for the next sun. Got it?”
“Got it!”
“Then, what did you want to ask ?”
“How do you get your hamrs so dense?”
Oli laughed and lightly shook his head. “Simple. I just kept condensing it more and more until I reached my limit. Then, I would gradually increase that limit so my hamrs get stronger and stronger.”
“But how do you get it so dense?” Pauller repeated. “Leon tried the art too, but he said the hamr he made couldn’t compare to yours at all.”
“Leon can already make a hamr?” Oli asked with a surprised grin.
“Yeah, but he said he can barely do it. Johan can almost make one but fails to make a handle that he can swing properly,” added Pauller. “But I can’t make anything, and I want to make a weapon as strong as yours.”
“Well... That’s really how I did it.” Not bothering to go into too many details or ntion how he had passed his mother’s original version of the skill instead of his updated version, Oli explained, “Condensing energy is usually easier with earth essence, so this shouldn’t take any of you very long to learn. Practice it enough and you’ll find your essence getting thicker and thicker over ti.”
“Can you show , Oliver? Please!”
“That’s fine. I can show you but keep control of yourself,” joked Oli, forming a hamr of earth essence firmly in his grip.
“Wow... That’s much thicker...” Pauller leaned in close, peering into the condensed essence. “It’s hard to see through too...”
“This is nothing compared to how my mom used it in the past,” Oli added, swinging the hamr a little before dispersing the energy. “Her hamrs weren’t transparent at all. They looked like solid brass, but hit harder than so of the best hamrs I’ve ever seen in the shops.”
“Really?! That’s possible?”
“With enough practice, why wouldn’t it be?” Oli chuckled. “That’s the thing about cultivation. With patience and determination, can’t we make anything possible? Just keep at it every day and you’ll be fine. Once your family tweaks the technique to make swords, you’ll be set and ready to go.”
“Well... What if I want a different kind of sword?”
“What do you an?”
Pauller tilted his head. “My family doesn’t use greatswords, but that’s what I want to use... And if I make a really big greatsword, then I can swing it around like your heavy hamrs and hit really hard.”
Imagining little Pauller trying to swing around such heavy weapons made Oli laugh without thinking. “Pauller... I think you’ll need to bulk up a lot more before that could ever happen. I may look strong, but I can guarantee that I’m a lot stronger than I look. That’s why I can use hamrs with ease. For , it’s a weapon perfectly suited for my physique. But you’re not too tall for your age and your training isn’t hardcore enough to rit using extra-large greatswords.”
“So if I get stronger, then I’ll be able to use heavy swords like you use hamrs?”
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