Divine Luck: SSS-Rank Battle Maid Harem Chapter 595: Recovery

Yanael hadn't slept. As a familar and Archangel, sleep wasn't a requirent. She had spent every mont she wasn't by Zach's side swinging her sword. It was nonstop practice for at least a week straight.

But at the sa ti, if swinging a sword nonstop for a week was enough to reach her current level of mastery, Zach had a feeling that more people would be master swordsn. It was only because it was Yanael that she had reached such a level in such a short ti.

Eventually, Yanael concluded her demonstration, earning a heartfelt round of applause from Zach.

Yanael smiled bashfully. She could tell Zach earnestly appreciated the demonstration and the skill she had displayed.

"I cut it a little short since I felt it would take so ti if I included multiple-step variations and defensive maneuvers, Master. I hope you don't mind."

"I'm more than satisfied if you're satisfied, Yanael. That was an excellent demonstration, and I'm happy I asked for it."

Zach glanced at the wall, listening to the sounds of soone attacking it on the other side.

He could probably break down the wall and free Violina right now. But the Underworld wasn't ready. He wasn't ready.

"I am going to focus on recovery for a while. Do any of you need sothing from Haven?"

"I would like to check on my plants, Master." Zach nodded and brought Alzara to Haven. He said hello to Ra and checked on Nora. He was not going to repeat his mistakes.

Alzara returned to his side after a little while, seemingly satisfied with the growth and recovery of the plants from the vault that she had planted in a corner of Haven. She had even harvested a little of it to make a potion for Zach to aid his recovery.

Ra was not bored to the point of needing entertainnt just from a few weeks of solitude, so Zach and Alzara returned to the Underworld.

Zach sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes. He relaxed his body and gradually tuned out the sounds from around him. The thumping from the ice wall faded. The sound Alzara fiddling with her tools lingered for a few monts before turning into silence.

He sank his consciousness into his body. It was sothing he couldn't even imagine doing before he beca a summoner. But being a summoner and having the world essence energy and contract skills made him acutely aware of his vessel. His essence was still just outside his grasp.

The visit to the Empress Dowager when she tapped him in the chest and pushed his essence outside his body to let him inspect his vessel with the eyes of his mind also helped.

Now, he could inspect it at will as long as he was calm and focused. It needed total concentration.

Surprisingly, he only found that when sitting in front of the ice wall, holding off a potentially disastrous invasion. Danger and death were one thick wall away.

Yet now was the mont Zach was the calst.

He could see the backlash from Surge like red lines all over his insides. Inflad scars. In the center of his chest, he saw a swirling lump.

It was different from last ti.

It wasn't just world essence energy hiding away from the red lines so as not to worsen them. It was the tight ball of grey as well. It was the sealed power of Chaos.

Zach was curious. What would happen if he poked it with his world essence energy? Would that be enough to break the seal? Would he need to use the world essence energy in full to break it? What would happen if he managed to break it? Would he go crazy? Would it escape and try to find its way back to the Hydra or its original owner?

But now wasn't the ti for thoughts or experints like that. Zach had entered his body for one reason. It was to figure out how to fix it.

World essence energy could fix most of his injuries. He hadn't lost a limb or anything since he got it, so Zach wasn't sure how far it would go to fix him.

But it fixed up scrapes, breaks, and internal injuries with relative ease.

His world essence energy, however, was useless when it ca to the injuries that co from his body rupturing at the seams when using it at more of its potential. His body could not handle the full power of the world essence energy. The world essence energy led to his body breaking down.

Zach kind of understood why the world essence energy couldn't fix him. If it could fix him, why would it break him in the first place?

However, at the sa ti, he also wondered about sothing else.

Why couldn't the world essence energy fix the injuries it caused?

The injuries were sotis more extre than the ones he got from external sources. But even when the backlash was lighter than a bruise, the world essence energy still couldn't do anything about it. Why did he have to wait for his body's natural, unaugnted regeneration to fix the backlash?

If he could solve that question, he could solve his problem of always becoming weaker than a boiled cucumber after using Surge. He wasn't sure if he could completely overco montary weakness after using it. But as long as he could reduce the ti he spent a weak, two-hundred-year-old man, he would be satisfied.

So, without wasting any more ti, he gently coaxed the world essence energy into following his bidding.

After all the ti they had spent together, it seed like the world essence energy didn't mind cooperating with him.

A thin tendril followed his will and gently bumped against one of the red lines, imdiately shooting a burst of pain through Zach's body.

Zach sighed internally.

That hadn't been enough for him to determine what was wrong. He could only try again and do his best to get used to the pain. He had a feeling he would be feeling it a lot before he made any progress.