Zaos's right hand was mostly fine, so he wanted to keep training that parrying technique, but doing that alone was impossible. He looked at his mother, hoping that she would help him with that, but she quickly shook her head.
"I am sorry, Zaos," Lyra said. "But I am not confident in my aim. You can still train what you have already learned, though."
"But all of that is boring," Zaos said.
"I was starting to wonder when you would begin to complain," Lyra sighed. "I suppose it took you long enough."
Zaos quickly gave up on that idea since the use of mana also tires out the mind. While he had no idea how much that could affect one's body, he decided not to use his mother to learn that. In any case, Zaos decided to wait patiently until the next day while he just repeated what he had done until now.
The next day, a gray-haired old man suddenly showed up at the mansion, and he was waiting for Zaos when he headed to the garden. He didn't look much like a warrior, but he had the sa sharp eyes that his father had.
"My na is rkin, and I was contracted by your honorable father to help with your training," the grey-haired old man said. "I was also contracted by your grandfather to do the sa when your father was small. So while I knew lord Laiex already had a son, I didn't expect that you would be so young."
"My na is Zaos," Zaos said.
In the end, Zaos prevented himself from saying sothing about his honorable father since he knew he wasn't that honorable. In any case, it didn't look like rkin was a nobleman, but he apparently was a decent wizard. Adding that to the fact that he was older, Zaos felt compelled to be polite.
"It seems you are not as imprudent as your father was when he was a kid," rkin said. "Still, don't expect that I will go easy on you. I owe your father quite a lot and intend to make every single coin that I receive will be worth my services."
Zaos didn't want to have easy training, so he didn't have any reason to complain about it. Regardless, rkin explained how the training would happen. First of all, Zaos would keep running from one side of the training grounds to the other while keeping his party stance, and when the ti cos, rkin will tell him to stop and fire a projectile.
"Your father said that you can already party his Earth Bullets, so we will use that for the ti being," rkin said. "However, keep in mind that I am a mage, so my spells are obviously stronger."
"You are a famous wizard, rkin, so you can decrease the power and speed of your attacks, right?" Lyra asked.
"Yes, I can, my lady," rkin nodded. "However, lord Laiex said that I shouldn't hold back. In fact, he told to make the necessary adjustnts to keep the difficulty high while your son gets used to my spells. I find that hard to happen, though. Your son is too young, after all. I didn't think that was actually the case, but it looks like lord Laiex grew up to be a man who overestimates his son's skills."
The old wizard sure liked to talk, to the point where Zaos was tired of waiting. In any case, that was a good chance in many ways. While apparently, his mother was a mage, Zaos never saw her using offensive spells. Likewise, while he saw his father doing it, Laiex wasn't a mage. So, Zaos finally would be able to see the power of a simple spell in the hands of a decent mage.
When rkin gave the order to start, Zaos began to run for one side to another while keeping his parrying stance. Still, after a while, the old wizard didn't say anything. He certainly wasn't slacking off, but it looked like things wouldn't be as frequent as Zaos imagined.
"Your posture is good enough. It looks like you have been practicing for a while," rkin rubbed his chin. "I guess you can indeed endure a full hour of training. Stop."
After he heard that, Zaos turned to the side without breaking his stance, and then the Earth Bullet ca. The projectile ca while making a high pitching sound, and upon impact, the projectile turned into dust, but those small fragnts hit Zaos's face and Sting a little. Of course, his arm trembled entirely, and he dropped the wooden sword.
After cleaning his face, Zaos took a deep breath and then picked his sword. He imagined that rkin would say sothing, but he just assud his parrying stance and began to run since that didn't happen.
"Oh, he is disciplined enough," rkin said. "I didn't think Laiex had been staying too much at ho lately, but he has done a good job training his son."
"Zaos learned to be that disciplined by himself, my husband only told him what he should do, but only that," Lyra said.
"Really?" rkin said. "Well, it looks like so interesting kids are appearing around as of late. "In any case, the warrior blood that flows in his veins is strong, so sothing like this shouldn't be surprising."
Although he was being paid to see and help Zaos with his sword training, rkin couldn't help but feel a bit curious if he would show any result in a single month. After all, he was the son of one of the three strongest swordsn of the kingdom, and he had the discipline and willpower that his father didn't have even when he was six. Hopefully, in rkin's eyes, Zaos will keep that ntality for several years to co until he becos an adult. If that were to happen, many people would be able to see how much soone can achieve by willpower alone.
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