Forcalor's Proposal
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Even though the energy surrounding Forcalor's insignia outclassed the one in Geneva's possession, her intellect allowed her to realize the evident similarities at a glance. Aside from the embedded energy, there was essentially zero difference between the two insignia.
As a result, Geneva silently scrutinized Forcalor, recording every detail. Part of her even intended to touch the insignia to see to confirm any interaction between the two. Still, she retracted her just and refrained from doing so―an action that Forcalor found intriguing.
"Is there sothing you wish to voice, or even sothing you wish to discover? If so, you're more than welco to inspect my insignia. Truth be told, it's in an inactive state," Forcalor comnted while extending his hand before Geneva.
Gradually, her gaze fell back to the emblem while digesting Forcalor's words. "Wait… inactive? Does that an these insignia possess abilities?"
"Of course! Are you… not familiar with the usages of a Household's Insignia? Has your Ruler not inford you of the properties embedded in these special runes?" Forcalor responded with an incredulous expression.
After all, the first thing most rulers did after granting the insignia was brief their mbers on its usages. In extre cases, it could even beco a saving grace. However, this was only true if the household in question possessed a residence to plant the core.
Unbeknownst to Geneva, the insignias were inactive without a household territory to bind the insignia's signature. So, in a sense, Geneva's emblem was partially dormant as well. Aside from serving as proof of identity, it didn't provide additional convenience.
"No, we haven't received that information just yet. It seems so matters are hindering our progress," Geneva admitted with a visible frown. Subconsciously, she had revealed one of their setbacks without realizing it. It seed that her guard wasn't as extre as it was before after learning of Forcalor's insignia.
Although it was sparsely talked about, Geneva recalled sothing Apollo said in the past. This wasn't a Household created from the ground up, but instead, it was one experiencing a revival. In other words, there may be countless mbers outside of Geneva's knowledge hidden throughout the land of the demons.
"If that's the case, then there must be two limiting factors: either your Ruler isn't competent enough to disclose this information at the earliest possible mont, or even they are unaware of its functions due to a lack of territory. Either way, if your insignia hasn't revealed any hints, then you're rely a household in-na for the ti being," Forcalor said.
A mont later, he retracted his hand while continuing to examine Geneva.
'She's an Archdemon, but her utilization of her Sin is rudintary. From what I saw, there was far too much expenditure when transforming and attacking, which indicates a lack of formal training,' Forcalor inwardly thought while gradually rubbing his chin.
Eventually, Forcalor's expression grew pensive as he noticed several Sins circulating throughout Geneva's body as well as the stigmata etched on parts of her body. 'Aren't those…'
"Do you wish to learn techniques to wield your Luxuria better? Perhaps it may even pave the path to refine your control over the rest of your Sin. However, you're free to decline my offer as well, as my intrusion could be alarming," Forcalor said.
After sensing her stigmata, Forcalor was confident that a mber related to the household's ruling family assisted in the engraving process. If not, Geneva wouldn't possess a stigmata rivaling the intricacy of the Kings.
Aside from the Ruler, only two other beings possessed stigmata refined to this level. But, Forcalor hadn't received news of their survival, nor had he felt their presence, leading him to assu that they no longer walked the Nihilistic Rings.
While Forcalor believed that would be devastating if true, he also felt that replacents would rise to fill any discrepancies present. After all, this happened in the past when many demons fell and the upper echelons of households were forced to fill their vacant positions with fresh blood.
Nevertheless, Geneva took the ti to consider the benefits of having a proper teacher. Until now, she relied upon the information imparted by the system, but even then, it only covered the basic Sin activation process.
Soon enough, Geneva decided to accept the practice, giving a faint nod.
"Good answer, because it's not often that a peak Noblesse skilled in Luxuria offers to train soone. However, you must know that the training will be extensive; as such, we'll have to move to a secluded place."
Contrary to Forcalor's expectations, Geneva frowned instead of becoming excited. Although she agreed to go through the training, the ntion of this training taking an extensive period made Geneva hesitant. After all, Apollo had alerted everyone that it wouldn't be long before a significant move. While Apollo could rely summon her, Geneva was uncertain whether her tardiness would bother Apollo.
Since her frown continued to deepen, Forcalor noticed it imdiately. "Is sothing wrong?"
"Well, if the training is truly as extensive as you say, I'm afraid I might have to reject it. I have a ti limit to be here, and I can't overstep the allotted ti," Geneva said with a wry smile.
But, instead of being annoyed, Forcalor revealed a faint grin as he nodded lightly. "I guess your Ruler is more competent than I gave him credit for. But, I can say with certainty that you won't overstay your welco because I will personally escort you back to the place you ca."
Once again, Geneve fell silent as she looked at Forcalor in shock. A personal escort back to Ashiraem? Based on his earlier abilities, Geneva was confident that Forcalor was more powerful than the top five percent of the demons present within Ashiraem.
As a result, Geneva sighed thankfully and continued to nod. At the sa ti, she didn't dismiss the fact that Forcalor escort ant he had a second agenda in training her.
'It was only a matter of ti until she returned to the Ring she ca from because all of the Sin, save for Luxuria, will experience steady consumption. Sooner or later, she'd need to refuel, so I might as well address my curiosities in the process,' Forcalor thought before grasping Geneva's hand and vanishing from where he stood with a gust of violent wind.
Compared to the speed he revealed in battle, Forcalor's rate of travel seed twice as fast, seeing as they traversed thousands of ters every ti Geneva blinked, leaving her astonished.
Approximately 2 minutes later, Forcalor hovered above an imnse mountain with a large opening in the center. If it weren't for the fact she was in Luxulania, Geneva would have guessed this mountain to be a volcano. On the contrary, as Forcalor descended, Geneva noticed stark differences between this mountain and a volcano.
For one, instead of seething lava, a dense pink mist filled the atmosphere, which grew thicker the further they descended. Eventually, the fog solidified in drops of pink liquid that ford a docile pool in the center of the opening.
Surrounding the pit was primitive furnishing created by Forcalor carving the exposed rock. Even then, it was simple as this was a place tasked with regulating Forcalor's Luxuria.
"Make yourself comfortable because we'll proceed the mont you reach full power. But, to make sure that you don't taint the focus of this training, I'll have to take so precautions."
Following his words, Forcalor flicked his finger, injecting a sudden cluster of energy into Geneva. Within monts, it felt like her access to her other Sins was blocked, only leaving her with Luxuria.
Of course, Forcalor ant no harm, even going as far as to explain himself.
"I've blocked the openings in your other Sin Vessel. As long as you're here, there will be no consumption of those Sin since the density of Luxuria here is enough to sustain you."
Just as Forcalor said, Geneva felt surprised as her body absorbed the Luxuria ravenously to compensate for the loss of her other Sins. Moreover, since she only retained sole access to the one Sin Vessel, the absorption rate increased by three tis the average pace.
anwhile, Forcalor's eye flashed with a pink light as he continued to assess her injury. Ignoring her fractured ribs, there wasn't any extensive damage done thanks to Forcalor's tily interference. Still, as he knew his training would be quite challenging, the slightest prior injury could prove detrintal.
Thus, Forcalor gave her an entire day before finally starting their training. A slender longsword appeared in his hands as he pointed the blade towards Geneva's. All prior signs of his gentle aura disappeared, replaced by one of harsh intent that rivaled on the edge of savagery.
"Your hell week starts now."
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