"Hmph, if that was the case, then why did you pick it up in the first place? You must have been attracted to it, one way, or another," Musashi said with a confident smile playing on his lips.
Caesar nodded his head. He couldn't deny the fact that he was slightly attracted to it when he had first seen the weapon in the treasury. However, due to his common sense, he couldn't see a use for the weapon. Thus, he just stashed it away.
"Hehe, this must be fate, your current weapons aren't even capable of holding nor releasing mana… with this, your fighting capabilities can further evolve," Musashi said while excitedly rushing out of his room.
Caesar shook his head with a wry smile and followed. While walking, Caesar couldn't help but ask, "holding mana, as in what you did with your chains when we last dueled?"
Musashi nodded his head enthusiastically, "that is exactly what I meant. When you infuse mana within your weapon, it becomes more flexible, similar to an extra limb," he explained.
While conversing, they soon made it to the beautiful doors that blocked Musashi's training grounds, he put both of his hands on the surface and released a large amount of mana.
He breathed out a long breath, and suddenly, the doors split, and a gust of wind, followed by extravagant sakura blossoms, invaded Caesar's line of sight.
"Come, come," Musashi gestured for Caesar to enter, to which he obliged. Afterward, Musashi closed the door behind him and strode to the middle of the arena.
He walked towards the northwestern pillar on the training grounds. He opened up the compartment, and those same silver chains he had used to defeat Caesar appeared.
He wrapped the chains around his firm arms, and purplish mana started to visibly seep from the chains, making them almost appear ethereal.
Caesar followed Musashi to the training grounds and weaved his giant Scythe around. He observed the mana seeping out of Musashi's chains and attempted to copy it.
He closed his eyes, and as if he was forming ice in the air, he tried to form ice in the weapon, so-to-speak. Contrary to his expectations, right as he put a strand of mana inside, it was cut off and couldn't enter the weapon at all.
"Haha, don't attempt to use your ice magic. Just use your raw mana; your affinity is within your mana. You don't essentially need to use magic," Musashi explained after seeing Caesar's failed attempt.
Caesar once again put a strand of mana within the weapon, he didn't try to form ice, or anything of the sort, as if he was channeling mana within his body, he decided to do the same with the weapon.
He stood still, for a few moments, the calm breeze making his hair dance within the air. Musashi, at the side, just quietly observed.
Suddenly, the weapon emitted a very faint light bluish glow, although not nearly as apparent as Musashi's. It was still a mark of improvement.
"Haha, you succeeded in the first step, once you are comfortable inserting your mana, then you can move on to more advanced techniques, such as controlling your mana from within the blade" Musashi clapped loudly and grabbed Caesar's attention.
He controlled the chains coiled around his arm without even moving his torso, they floated up in the air and moved akin to serpents, expertly darting through the air.
Caesar squinted his eyes and started to embed more mana within the scythe. Nonetheless, once he overflowed the weapon, he lost connection to the mana inside, and could by no mean control it like Musashi was showcasing. Caesar could immediately tell that this technique was no walk in the park.
"Don't feel disheartened; it took me many years to become so well coordinated with this technique. Let's start off with teaching you how to use the weapon!" Musashi said soothingly while walking toward Caesar.
"Do you know how to use the scythe?" Caesar couldn't help but ask curiously.
"I may not be a master. However, I have seen many techniques involved with this particular type of weapon…" Musashi explained with a wide smile.
Caesar nodded his head in understanding 'how many secrets does this old man have?' he thought inwardly.
"First things first, the scythe has a great reach, radius, and maneuverability, albeit, it is a tough weapon to master… however, it is gratifying to do so."
Caesar nodded, "that much is obvious, at first I had thought this weapon would be awful in real combat, however, if you controlled it with mana; the possibilities are endless," Caesar said while deep in thought.
"Indeed, now, start attacking me with the weapon… if you want to gain full control of your weapon, you must first learn how to use it with your own hands" Musashi spoke as if he was a wise sage, but the excited smile on his lips betrayed his tone.
Musashi entered into a fighting stance and raised both of his hands, preparing for Caesar's attack.
Caesar didn't let Musashi wait too long, he kicked off the ground and swung towards him, to which Musashi responded by lifting his arms and blocking the attack with his chains acting as bracers.
"Too wide, try again," he said while blasting Caesar back with a kick.
Caesar didn't hesitate to rush back at Musashi, this time with a much more refined attack, alas, his effort was wasted, as the same thing repeated itself, over, and over again.
Five times…
Ten times…
Twenty times…
Caesar kept getting blasted back by Musashi's tough defense, not only could he not get past Musashi's chains, he couldn't break the chains either… But Caesar didn't give up, with sheer willpower and determination, he steadily improved.
Musashi corrected all of Caesar's errors while also defending against his onslaught of attacks. Every second, another one of Caesar's attacks would threaten him; his speed was, indeed, extraordinary.
Slowly, Caesar's movements became more fluid, and his familiarity with the weapon improved by leaps and bounds. He even started rotating the scythe in the middle of combat to make his attacks unpredictable. And just like this, a few hours went by and the moon illuminated the ground.
A pair of gasping men were in the middle of the training grounds. One was an older man carrying two chains on his arms. He was sweating profusely while barely keeping his arms up. While the other, was a young and overly handsome young man, with long white hair sticking to his face from the large amount of sweat on his body.
"Okay, that's enough for today… My old bones can't keep up with the young bloods anymore," Musashi said with exasperation, but in truth, Caesar was probably more exhausted than he was.
Caesar nodded his head blankly and put his weapon back in the storage ring, throughout the entire training session, he wasn't even capable of landing a single hit on Musashi. While his techniques improved, they were by no means at a masterful level.
"Sigh, it's unfortunate my physique didn't evolve in the last battle…" Caesar whispered with dissatisfaction. In the beginning, his physique leveled up at an astronomical pace compared to now.
Caesar breathed out a deep sigh and calmed himself. He knew that rushing perfection was impossible; it was better to stay calm and slowly improve.
He walked towards the training room door and exited before Musashi had the chance, "I'll be leaving first, I have some plans for tonight" he said before abruptly stopping his footsteps.
"Also, thank you for training me. I truly do appreciate it," Caesar said thankfully before quickly leaving.
Musashi nodded his head in satisfaction and sat down on the training grounds, staring up at the night sky with a thoughtful look… "so that cold bastard was even capable of thanking me, huh?" he said with a loud chuckle. Unfortunately, Caesar wasn't here to listen in.
Caesar quickly made it back to Renee's room and entered the already prepared bath. If he remembered Renee's words correctly, she said she would see him tonight after her grand bath. Thinking to here, Caesar's lips curled as he scrubbed his body more meticulously.
CHAPTER THIRTY
Caesar lazily stepped out of the bathtub, letting the small droplets of water attached to his long hair trickle down wit
hout a care. He reached for a brush lying on the nearby sink and began brushing his hair.
He brushed his hair until it looked smooth; he then wrapped a towel around his waist, perfectly hiding his large package and further emphasizing his toned body.
As he was about to leave the bathroom, the sound of a door opening caused him to halt his footsteps.
Caesar heard the door open and be locked afterword. He could hear the person who entered quietly tiptoe around the room, creating a tiny creaking sound every time they walked.
Caesar squinted his eyes as he turned the doorknob and entered the room, right as he entered, he could see a shocked figure standing over Renee's bed. The person had long cloak covering their face, making their gender and appearance undecipherable.
"Who are you?" Caesar asked demandingly, to which the person in question didn't respond. Instead, the person just continued staring at him.
The cloaked figure didn't waste any more time, and almost instantaneously, a dagger appeared in each of their hands. The mysterious person threw the knives at Caesar with great precision and dashed toward the door.
Caesar's eyes flashed as he dodged the daggers flying towards him with ease, but he didn't stop there, with his superior speed, he grabbed the handles of the daggers while avoiding them and threw them at the cloaked figure.
All of this took a mere second to accomplish. The daggers pierced the air and stabbed into the door, which the cloaked figure was about to breakthrough — momentarily halting the person's actions.
Although Caesar wasn't currently wearing his storage ring, he prided himself in being capable of fighting with most objects. He kicked the ground, and a relatively long but thin plank of wood shot up; he grabbed one end of the plank and stared at the cloaked figure.
"I'll ask you once more, who are you?" Caesar said threateningly. However, his near-nude appearance just made him look more seductive rather than threatening.
The cloaked figure, once again, didn't answer Caesar and made a break for the door. Caesar furrowed his brows while he kicked off the ground, appearing in front of the cloaked figure in a mere second. As if time stopped for the cloaked character, they could only watch as the plank of wood in Caesar's hand move towards their abdomen.
The person's abdomen indented as they were sent flying to the bed, precisely as Caesar had calculated. They coughed up a bit of blood and were clearly immobile.
Seeing this, Caesar couldn't help but lick his lips and slowly move toward the bed, he straddled the figure and tore off the cloak, revealing a woman. She possessed an average face and a voluptuous body. She stared at Caesar coldly. It was clear that his charm did not affect the lady.
Likewise, her charm did not affect him, either. Caesar leisurely moved his long and snow-white hands to her neck and wrapped around it. He then moved his face closer to her and peered into her eyes as if he was looking at an ant.
"What were you trying to do in Renee's room?" he asked coldly while squeezing his hand tighter, however, contrary to his expectations… the woman's expression didn't change in the slightest.
Caesar's expression darkened as he grabbed one of the daggers tied to her waist, he twirled it around his hand dangerously but still seeing no reaction he tossed it aside and started inspecting the girl's body.
"A human?" Caesar exclaimed to which the girl's eyes twitched, albeit slightly.
Confirming his suspicion, Caesar couldn't help but burst out in laughter, the woman had callouses all over her hands, and her body was riddled with scars, coupled with her young age. Caesar figured the woman was trained ever since she was a young child.
The life in her eyes had long disappeared; thus, knowing that torture was useless, he simply knocked the woman unconscious by hitting her in the back of the neck and further scanned through her clothes. He found a strange bluish marble and a pack of what looked to be tobacco of some form.
Before he could examine the small, rectangular box, the door opened. Renee, who was smiling widely while also dressed magnificently, opened her eyes in shock, seeing the scene in front of her.
Caesar, who was practically nude, only having a towel covering his waist, was currently mounting an unconscious girl while stripping her clothes.
Caesar turned his head and looked at Renee with a wry smile, "this may sound cliché, but it's surely not what you think" he said with exasperation to which the corner of Renee's mouth twitched and her neatly arranged hair floated in the air.
Seeing this, Caesar's brows furrowed, he had expected like any normal girl, she would just run out of the room with tears in her eyes, and after which, he would chase after her and explain. Still, the scenario playing out in front of him is not what he had imagined.
Dark blue flames circled Renee's palms, and three, white and slender tails poked out from her behind. The mana contained in each tail was immense. Her eyes flashed, and the blue necklace hanging around her necks glowed, ever so slightly.
"Now wait just a god damn second, darling, the woman, was clearly an assassin. Look at the daggers stuck in the wall!" Caesar said while pointing to the daggers stuck in the wall.
Renee looked to where Caesar pointed and could indeed see the daggers embedded into the wall, she glanced back at Caesar and noticed his still dripping wet hair which made her think maybe the assassin tried attacking him while in the bath.
Her anger visibly died down, and her hair fell to rest on her shoulders, her tails, however, still poked out of her neat, Chinese fashioned, dress.
Caesar sighed in relief 'at the very least. My woman still understands words even when enraged. Then again, it did seem like she wanted to kill me at first,' Caesar mused to himself while heaving the unconscious assassin to the ground as if it was a death trap.
"If the assassin had planned this, I would say she did a pretty good job!" Caesar exclaimed jokingly, but Renee was still pouting.
She walked toward the woman on the ground and gently kicked it a few times in irritation; her perfect and romantic plan was utterly ruined. It was going to be their first time being alone since reaching her clan, and with all of the stress gathered from the upcoming tournament. She wanted to relieve some of that anxiousness with her partner.
Thinking to here, Renee's face reddened, and she walked back to the bed to sit down.
"Who is she? “Renee asked after taking a few moments to calm down.
"My guess is that she is a skilled assassin, she has lots of scars and many different signs of abusive training. While taking into consideration her young age, I guess that she was trained since childhood," Caesar explained while looking at the unconscious woman on the ground.
"If she was so skilled, why would she come in here while you were still present?" Renee asked doubtfully.
"Well, this is your room, I assume her target was you and not me… the only people that know I'm staying here are your little maids and grandfather. It would appear that your maids are somewhat trustworthy," Caesar said after a few seconds of thought.
Renee nodded her head in understanding, and silence ensued. Renee glanced between the assassin and Caesar with frustration. Noticing this glance, Caesar chuckled and stepped out of bed.
He dragged the assassin by the arms and brought her out of Renee's room, at the end of the hall, a few snoring guards were present.
"Oi, take this intruder to the prison… Make sure she doesn't escape!" Caesar roared and woke the guards up.
The guards glanced around fearfully and walked towards Caesar, who was still semi-nude; they looked at the woman curiously. Yet, after seeing Caesar's death glare, they immediately handcuffed the assassin and brought her to a nearby jail cell.
"Let's put her in that same cage we put that other human warrior…" one of the guards said to which the other one nodded in consent.
Seeing them walk away, Caesar breathed out a deep sigh and walked back into Renee's room… where Renee was waiting with crossed legs at the foot end of the bed. He walked towards her, who was refusing to glance a
t him and raised her chin with his index finger.
He peered into her glowing, yellow eyes and moved his mouth closer. Before Renee could even react, he stole her lips.
He inserted his tongue and intertwined with hers, engaging in a deep kiss… while still kissing, he subtly moved his hands towards her chest and started massaging her mound — Immediately changing the previous, awkward atmosphere into a scorching one.
He suddenly parted from her lips and moved to her ear, "Is this what you wanted?" he asked in a deep, seductive tone. Renee didn't answer right away, but her glossed eyes and red cheeks provided him with the answer.
He pressed her down on the bed and moved his fangs next to her neck… "since that's the case, I'm going to go wild," he said while licking his lips, to which Renee's body shivered with anticipation.
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