Villain's Valor: A Noble Fantasy Resurrection

62  Chapter 62: Success

"The best way to know where your enemy is is to feel it, expand your senses beyond the normal to be able to identify even the slightest disturbance of the air around you, to be able to identify it with your eyes closed, and for that, I have the best training method," Anthony explained slowly to Elsa with a small smile about the next and final phase of the training.

Elsa, with a furrowed brow, listened attentively, trying to absorb all the information she could. She had clearly changed in this month of her training. Her physique was no longer pitiable; her flexibility in her body had undoubtedly improved a lot. Now she was slimmer and a bit taller than before; the baby fat on her face had completely disappeared. She was a completely different person from her former self two months ago.

"Is this another method you learned?" she asks, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, according to my master, it's called the blind bird. The truth is, it's very simple: I'll give you a rag and blindfold you, then proceed to hit you all over your body."

Elsa shuddered slightly. She still couldn't get used to the pain, although neither could I; I'm a bit more tolerant... n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Are you ready?" I ask Elsa, and she nods. Taking a handkerchief from a ring, I place myself behind her and cover her eyes. The handkerchief should completely block her vision at all times.

"Okay, now we can start. As I told you, I'll walk silently around your position and attack unpredictably. Your task is to defend yourself from all my attacks. We'll be busy with this all week, and at the end, we'll take a step to awaken your aura." The reason I didn't try it before is that I wasn't sure it would be a good idea, so I waited until this month ended and tried it. Technically, there are people who managed to awaken their aura without possessing bloodline. Looking at Elsa, who was standing in front of me with her sword at the ready, I unknowingly started walking around her. My steps couldn't be heard anywhere.

Moving the sword slightly, I land a blow on her right arm.

Elsa let out a small groan of pain, gritted her teeth, and bit her lip.

I continued to walk around her all day; all that could be heard were Elsa's cries of pain.

I'm not going easy on her. That would only be counterproductive for her; ultimately, it leads to nothing. I'm being as serious as I can, although it hurts to see her suffer. I convince myself it's for her own good, and indeed it is; sometimes, having compassion only harms the person. Although I haven't applied all my net force either; so far, I've only used half of my total strength. After all, my goal isn't to break her bones...

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We were in the same guild room. We've spent almost a month in this place. In the center was Elsa in a lotus position. Her eyes were closed; there was no sound except for Elsa's steady breathing. Her clothes were torn to shreds, a total mess; her face with a bit of dirt. Bruises could be seen in small areas all over her body. Today was the last day of training for her, and consequently, the time had come to try to awaken her aura. After another hard day of training, the dark night came. I indicated to Elsa to sit in the center. I didn't give her a recovery position; it's better to be in these conditions to awaken the aura. After all, it's a technique exclusive to people who handle weapons. As we expel our mana from our bodies, it changes color according to its owner. Mine, being black, changes the color of my hair and eyes. The mages, on the other hand, have the ability to manipulate mana inside them, spreading it throughout their bodies as a physical enhancement and means of protection. When they perform this ability, their hair starts to shine, just like their eyes. Although our abilities are similar, they're not at the same time; mages can be said to be slightly stronger than swordsmen. Of course, this would be true if we didn't have the ability to produce aura. We find ourselves in a small balance, in perfect harmony. We complement each other, thus covering all our blind spots. Our representative, the being of sacred rank, is human; his main weapon is the sword. In the empire, he is known as the "God of the Sword." He's a magic swordsman.

In the novel, I didn't have the opportunity to know what his face looks like or what his appearance is. I didn't get to that part. I don't know any of the 3; only their nicknames were mentioned, and that they're of sacred rank... They're another enigma to me.

With my gaze fixed on Elsa, I realize her concentration has reached its limit. Standing behind her, I slowly place my hands on her back. We've already talked about this to be very sure it will work; I decided to help her.

Closing my eyes, I clear my mind of useless thoughts. Right now, all my concentration is on the process I'm about to perform.

After some time, I start to rotate my aura around my hands. The black flames behave according to my mood. Now I'm so calm with only one thing in mind: I need to pass my aura into her through her back. The black flames, according to my feelings, behave obediently, surrounding my hands all heading towards my fingertips.

Opening my eyes slightly, I apply more aura, watching as it disappears as soon as it enters Elsa's body.

"She groans with a bit of pain, closing her eyes again. I send my aura to her mana orb. What I want to do is a bit complicated: I want to generate a reaction by colliding my aura with her mana. This obviously makes her uncomfortable since I'm forcing her mana to leave her body. Arriving at Elsa's orb, it easily enters the interior. This process would be impossible without the owner's consent. Of course, there are some illegal means to force entry, but this can generate a violent reaction from the mana, destroying it on the spot. That's why I talked to Elsa about the type of procedure we'll be doing.

My aura, as black as darkness, enters her orb. Her mana wavers a bit when seeing a totally strange energy in her house. This can be interpreted as an unknown child entering a house where children who know each other live. Obviously, they'll feel somewhat doubtful that a stranger is entering their house.

My aura accumulates in his orb little by little. His mana, on the other hand, stops flagging and heads towards the intruder. Since they couldn't feel any hostility on his part, they decided to get closer. Little by little, my aura mixes with Elsa's mana. Her mana is light blue. Elsa, at this moment, cannot lose concentration at any time; she is allowing her mana to not react violently to the energy. If she loses concentration, her mana will quickly become chaotic and she will regard my aura as a potential threat. Mana behaves like a little girl and Elsa like her mother. I see how my aura mixes with the mana harmoniously. There's no problem for now. The two types of energy begin to rotate at an incredible speed. I feel the body heating up more and more. We've already gone through the most difficult process of all this. If something had gone wrong, all the work would have gone to waste.

Now, with Elsa's help, we have to slowly draw the mana combined with my aura out of her orb, in order to create a space where it can come out, as long as Elsa activates her aura. We have to treat Mana like a child and somehow get him out of her house. Little by little, the energy moves away from the center of the orb. His body heats up even more. Touching the wall, Elsa feels even more pain, clenching her teeth. The awakening process is very complicated if you don't have someone to help you. The two energies pass slowly through the orb. Finding myself sweating deeply is also a mental burden for me. This entire process is in my hands. I can't fail now.

The energy, after a few minutes, finally manages to completely leave the orb. Quickly, the energy starts flying all over Elsa's body. Mana quickly leaves her body. Elsa's aura takes on a dark blue color, but undoubtedly, the dark one stands out more. Well, that might be my fault...

The aura surrounds Elsa like a cocoon. I can see her hair color change from celestial to black. Little by little, the black color reached the tips of her hair. Her celestial eyes also changed color to a deep black. Somehow, she looks more adorable...

But the process was undoubtedly a success...

"I'm tired right now," with a deep sigh, I think internally.

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