Fuck!Arran jumped out of his bed in agitation, his mouth spewing a slew of curses, speaking of the injustice of the entire world.He had just died in the reality dungeon in what could be considered his most embarrassing death ever.At the final moment when Arran had been about to kill the concept user after a long battle, he had actually failed because the concept user blew himself up at the last moment.Arran could still remember what he shyly referred to as a smile tugging on the skeletal mouth of the concept user.Arran said mouth because, well, the concept user had no lips and it was probably Arran’s imagination when he thought he saw him smile. But Arran was definitely certain that the soul fire in his hollow sockets that had dimmed to an almost fizzled-out flame had been mocking him when the concept user had looked at him just before blowing himself up.But this was not what rattled Arran and make him curse at the world. The reason for that was that Arran had fallen for the old
After Arran finished analyzing his entire battle with the concept user in the reality dungeon, he was finally satisfied and decided to rest.It was already very late and Arran was not in the mood to fight again, so he didn’t intend to enter the reality dungeon again.Besides, even if Arran did enter, it was not like he would be able to find an opponent that would give him a satisfying fight. It looked like the reality dungeon could not yet produce concept users' en masse, like the other mobs. Throughout their fight, Arran had not seen a second concept user, so it seemed like his level was not strong enough to spawn them continuously. The reality dungeon probably needed a cool-down time before it could spawn another concept user, and the other mobs were not enough for Arran to fight with anymore.In that case, Arran decided to rest.Arran was in his room. After leaving the council hall, he had excused himself from Eris and Charmy before heading straight to his residence in the Kingsman
It has been a week since Arran returned home to the academy and life for him had fallen into a steady routine. Other than fighting and communicating with his weapons in the dreamscapes and occasionally hanging out with Eris and Charmy, it was training session after training session for Arran.He didn’t have much free time to do anything else.In this week, Arran hadn’t heard from the royal council again regarding the clue his parents left for him.Arran wasn’t too bothered about that, anyway. He figured they must be up to something and would contact him when they were ready.On the other hand, Arran was too preoccupied with his training in the academy to care about anything else for now.Currently, Arran and his cohorts were preparing for a mission that would take place any time soon. Since the invasion ended a long time ago, every cadet squad in the academy had been preparing to undertake a mission assigned personally by the army in preparation for different scenarios.The details of
“You young man, what are you laughing at? It looks like the stakes are not heavy enough for you. Would you like to add more?”The instructor’s demonic found sounded again as she referred to Arran, making his delight at the others' misfortune short-lived.Sigh!“Focus and try to control your energy. You have talent and your special physique is very good for energy training. But right now, that physique is making it hard to tap into the potential of your body.”“There are too many conflicting energies in your body. Although your physique allows them to cope harmoniously inside you, not all that energy is beneficial for tempering your body. What you need to do now is feel those energies that are beneficial for you and control them to temper your body under the pressure of the weights. If you can do this, not only can you make your body stronger and increase the potential of your bloodline. But you can also increase the level of your control over your energy, which will also be beneficial
Arran followed instructor Missy. Together, they left the main training grounds and entered the castle building.Instructor Missy led Arran through the castle’s halls, down a path he’d never taken before. They seemed to be going up, but Arran could not be sure.Finally, after running around for a few minutes, they stopped in front of large double doors seemingly made of bronze. There were multiple depictions of winged humanoids wielding swords and spears, all charging at a large sun that hung in an endless sky.The scene seemed to be a depiction of a valiant battle, though who the winged humanoids were fighting was still yet to be seen.It couldn’t be the giant sun, Arran thought. He couldn’t imagine who would want to fight the sun. U less you had nothing better to do than it was rather pointless.Instructor Missy started at the scene on the doors in silence, and Arran didn’t disturb her. He thought it was probably a ritual of hers or something to take a few minutes to contemplate. Wha
Powerful?No, this was practically broken!Arran marveled in amazement at his instructor’s description of their bloodline’s second ability. Without a doubt, it was a very powerful ability. There were likely not many abilities that were this broken and powerful.Basically, Boundary was the bane of concept abilities. That was because to use concept powers, you needed to manifest the laws and principles that form that concept. If your connection to those laws was severed, naturally, it was impossible to use your concept ability.If Arran had used boundary during his fight with the concept user in his reality dungeon, that battle would have ended much sooner than it did.To all concept users, the kingsmen were their greatest nemesis.Arran’s excitement showed clearly on his face. When he looked at the picture drawn on the double doors, he felt a new wave of reverence for it. It was like looking at a sacred symbol. Arran had no choice but to sow his respects.As for the Daoist cultivators,
Arran ignored, instructor Missy’s quip. Instead, he focused on their meaning.Without a doubt, the instructor was confirming that he had in fact developed his miracle some time ago.Arran didn’t know what to say. Somehow it felt a little underwhelming to find out about this. Like he had achieved something but couldn’t enjoy the process of doing so.As if sensing Arran’s mood, instructor Missy smiled and asked.“Why are you disappointed? You don’t like what kind of miracle you developed?”“No, no, no... I actually quite like it. It seems very practical to me because I am given a direct upgrade of my power level,” Arran said, quick to deny her question.“Then what are you looking so dour about?”Arran responded.“It’s just, I feel like I didn’t actually do anything to achieve this miracle and it’s making me wonder if I deserve to have it.”“Hmm. I can imagine how you must feel,” instructor Missy said.“It must be a real pain in the ass to be so lucky. To have everything fall in your lap
Arran was shocked by everything instructor Missy was telling him. He had never known all of these things. But in hindsight, all of it made sense.In the whole of the Kingsman academy, Arran was probably the youngest cadet. Even Charmy, who was the youngest before Arran came along, was already thirty years old. She didn’t look like it because of the Aeth’s incredibly long life span. But what this meant was that all of them were either stronger than Arran was or they would eventually be when they finally actualized their concepts.The fact that Arran was ahead now didn’t mean he would be forever.“I really didn’t know,” Arran said, his mood a little down.Sigh!Sighing heavily, instructor Missy finally spoke gently to Arran.“It’s not your fault. You’ve never been properly guided before. That is why you felt like this all this time. We always thought we would have more time to train you, to guide you properly. But you’re moving too fast, too quickly, for us to properly raise you like we