Legend of Oasis : A tale of magic and mystery

Chapter 8: Elias's Wisdom

As Sir Elias commenced his discourse on the various sword styles, the tranquil ambiance of the riverside remained undisturbed, save for the occasional leap of a fish as it broke the surface, creating ripples that danced across the water.

The gentle murmur of the flowing river provided a soothing backdrop to Sir Elias's words, amplifying the sense of serenity that enveloped the scene.

"Before we delve into testing your magical affinity, let me enlighten you about the Most renowned sword styles in our realm," Sir Elias began, his voice carrying the weight of knowledge.

"Each kingdom has its own unique style, reflecting its culture and history."

"The first sword style is the Celestial Blade, found in the Kingdom of Celestia," Sir Elias continued, his gaze drifting towards the heavens.

"It is a graceful and elegant style, imbued with the light and purity of the celestial realm. It is often used by the celestial knights who guard the holy cathedral."

"The second style is the Frostbite Technique, hailing from the icy Kingdom of Frostgard," Sir Elias explained, his breath forming a mist in the air.

"It is a fierce and relentless style, honed in the harsh conditions of the frozen north. It is characterized by swift, precise strikes that mimic the biting cold of the frost."

"The third style is the Emberstrike Form, originating from the fiery Kingdom of Emberfall," Sir Elias continued, his eyes gleaming with the intensity of flames.

"It is a bold and aggressive style, fueled by the fiery passion of its practitioners. It is known for its powerful, sweeping strikes that leave trails of fire in their wake."

"The fourth style is the Shadow Dance, shrouded in mystery and darkness," Sir Elias explained, his voice dropping to a whisper.

"It is said to originate from the enigmatic Kingdom of Shadowrealm, where shadows hold sway over reality. Practitioners of this style are masters of stealth and deception, striking from the shadows with deadly precision."

"The fifth style is the Torrential Wave, born from the coastal Kingdom of Stormreach," Sir Elias continued, his voice rising like the roar of the ocean.

"It is a fluid and dynamic style, inspired by the ebb and flow of the tides. It emphasizes fluid footwork and rapid, flowing strikes that mimic the crashing waves of the sea."

"The sixth style is the Ironclad Technique, developed in the industrious Kingdom of Ironhold," Sir Elias explained, his words ringing with the clang of metal.

"It is a sturdy and resilient style, forged in the fires of industry and innovation. It focuses on powerful, heavy strikes and impenetrable defenses, reminiscent of the iron fortresses of Ironhold."

"The seventh style is the Mystic Spiral, shrouded in arcane mystery," Sir Elias concluded, his gaze turning inward.

"It is said to originate from the ancient ruins of Mystoria, where magic flows like a river. Practitioners of this style harness the power of magic to enhance their swordplay, weaving spells into their strikes with unearthly precision."

"These are the seven renowned sword styles of our realm," Sir Elias declared, his voice filled with reverence.

"Each one is a testament to the rich tapestry of our world, woven together by the diverse cultures and traditions of our kingdoms."

Sir Elias paused, his expression thoughtful, before continuing to explain additional styles:

"The eighth style is the Abyssal Tide, hailing from the mysterious Kingdom of Abyssal Depths," Sir Elias began, his voice taking on a somber tone.

"It is a fluid and unpredictable style, inspired by the depths of the ocean. Practitioners of this style wield their swords with the grace and ferocity of the sea, striking with the force of a crashing wave."

"The ninth style is the Solar Flare, originating from the sun-soaked Kingdom of Avaloria," Sir Elias continued, his voice filled with warmth and energy.

"It is a radiant and powerful style, infused with the fiery energy of the sun. Practitioners of this style channel the blazing heat of the desert into their strikes, overwhelming their opponents with searing intensity."

"And finally, the tenth style is the Arcane Whirlwind, found in the mystical Kingdom of Mystoria," Sir Elias concluded, his voice tinged with awe and wonder.

"It is a whirlwind of raw magical energy, unleashed with wild abandon. Practitioners of this style tap into the chaotic forces of magic, spinning and twirling their swords with unearthly speed and agility."

Sir Elias shifted the focus back to their homeland, saying,

"Now, let me tell you about a secret technique used in Verdantia called the Verdant Arrow. It is not a sword technique, but rather an arrow technique used by the skilled archers of our homeland."

"Practitioners of this style draw upon the power of nature itself, infusing their arrows with the essence of the forest to strike with deadly accuracy."

"Sir Elias," Oasis began, his voice brimming with curiosity, "you mentioned there were seven sword styles, but you described ten. What about the other three?"

Sir Elias paused, his expression thoughtful as he considered Oasis's question.

"Ah, yes," he replied, his tone grave.

"The additional three styles I mentioned are considered lost to time. They haven't been passed down to the current generations like the others."

A flicker of determination crossed Oasis's face. "Lost?" he echoed, his voice tinged with disbelief. "But surely, they must still exist somewhere. They can't simply vanish into thin air."

Sir Elias nodded in agreement, his eyes reflecting Oasis's determination.

"Indeed, Oasis, that's precisely what I believe," he affirmed, his voice filled with conviction.

"I refuse to accept that these ancient styles are truly lost forever. With dedication and perseverance, they can be rediscovered and revitalized."

"So, what about the style in the scroll from my box?" Oasis inquired, his gaze fixed on Sir Elias with keen interest.

"It seemed different from any of the seven you mentioned."

Sir Elias's brow furrowed slightly as he considered Oasis's question.

"That style is indeed a mystery," he admitted, his voice tinged with curiosity.

"I have neither heard nor seen anything like it in all my years of study and practice."

"It appears to be a unique and enigmatic form of swordplay, perhaps lost even to the most seasoned scholars and warriors," Sir Elias mused, his thoughts drifting to the possibilities contained within the ancient scroll.

He paused for a moment, his eyes glinting with a newfound excitement.

"But that's enough lessons for today," Sir Elias declared, his voice filled with enthusiasm. "It's already late, and your training begins tomorrow."