The Rise of the Sword Expert
Magic Dance

I finally know why being drunk is dangerous.

My eyes narrowed as the sun came in from the window, my head was still dizzy, my ears were ringing. This is my longest waking time. At ten, I skipped breakfast, and rehearsals and other business.

Apparently, this body is not strong with alcohol. It is my fault that Akion, who can drink a glass of wine, can drink as much as yesterday. I smiled at the lyrics. I drop my body again on the bed, today I better be lazing around.

Sometimes youth has to be filled with a little laziness to find inspiration.

"The weak."

It was a familiar voice, but I deliberately didn't see it. The little one must be happy to see me fall helpless. His face must have been smiling in a very annoying way.

"You are very weak with alcohol. How do you enjoy life?"

I still don't reply to him. It's just about alcohol.

"Did I tell you something funny?"

He showed his face in a surprising way, for a second I was surprised. Then I threw my face away from him, rolling the other way.

"This is a story about you."

I knit my eyebrows. It's a little distracting, but I'm holding on not to see it.

"You sound pretty good, Akion." He chuckles.

If my voice was good, he would laugh like that.

"Then your dance was amazing too." Her voice is excited.

"What is the name of the dance .. ngg... Bre... Breakfast dance...?"

"Break dance times."

I immediately shut my mouth. It's amazing my carelessness.

"Yes! That's his name! Where did you learn that dance!?"

I covered my face with a pillow. Damn, it seems like I acted shamefully in front of so many people.

Break dance what? It must have been a convulsive shake like I used to do. I pressed the pillow even stronger. It's so embarrassing.

In the past, it was quite a disgrace that made me unable to look at the faces of others, now it was a disgrace.

Tanka's screaming voice mocked I didn't listen. I shouldn't have drunk that much alcohol, and for them, I'll repay you.

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"Why did Master Akion put on such an annoyed face?"

The weak Verion sound I heard in the training noise this afternoon.

"Push your footsteps. Add another thirty rounds, the knight cannot be weak!"

I shouted, my face firm, the eyes of the predator back again. There was a feeling of annoyance that had enveloped me.

"Mr Akion is creepy. I just saw it...."

Again Verion's voice, his feeble voice sounded like whining to Levian who was just looking at me.

I glanced at them both. Now Levian was staring at Verion, looking uncomfortable with his small whimper.

He took a breath once. He must be feeling uncomfortable, right?

"Ah, you're lucky you haven't seen Mr. Akion in the most frustrating version."

I'm speechless.

must be really creepy...."

Levian nodded, "That's right. Recently Mr. Akion's attitude was a little warm, he was willing to smile. If you were, you would think of running away every time you see Mr. Akion, because it looks like you want to kill."

Alisku. What a shitty talk from my loyal knight.

"Is his face like that?"

Verion hid behind Levian's back which he held tightly. Levian's eyes glanced at me doubtfully, and an unpleasant smile appeared on his face.

Goody. It seems they both realized they had made a mistake talking about me.

"You two are here."

With a low voice, I called out to them, the hunting gaze constantly attached to them. I even know that the feathers I'm sitting on they're standing.

Levian came with Verion still squeezing his arm.

"Aren't you guys too relaxed?"

I looked at these two sinners.

"We've finished the rehearsal, Mr. Akion." It was a subtle rebuttal from Levian, yet it didn't work.

"more. Do it, even when it feels like you want to die." I grinned ruthlessly.

"Okay, Mr. Akion!" they answered simultaneously and they immediately left me.

From the expressions of the two of them, it seems that I look like I have horns and a tail. To be honest, it's not their fault because I'm badmood. But occasionally torturing them is not wrong.

Then, it seems like I will avoid alcohol for a while. I don't like the influence. Watching the disgrace they will remember forever, it was embarrassing and made me regret it.

If only the three knights did not offer his drink. I saw them limping while running, and then I let them. What would they be if I was too soft.

Their breath is heavy. The sky had slowly turned darker, the order I gave them had been executed.

They did not budge from his place, not a single one of them left the training ground. It's because they're still waiting for my orders.

Muscles and strength must be forced, but to develop they must rest, so that their bodies understand and repair the damage, so that it becomes stronger again.

When the knight passed me, they lowered their heads with a smile. By the way, they knew that they were the cause of this harder exercise.

I know, Levian told them not to mention my shock dance.

I let out a breath. Embarrassing. But for a second I can't put on a tired face.

It was amazing for a leader.

"Mr Akion...."

His breathing was breathless, I could clearly see his chest rising up and down strongly and quickly.

"Verion, can't you use healing magic?"

"Yes, a little bit, Mr. Akion." His breathing was not stable either. At least all the knights here had their physiques trained, in contrast to Verion.

"Use it on your body."

Verion saw me startled.

"Why? Can't do?"

As far as I know, there is no problem with that, isn't that some kind of buff that can increase your strength and make your body healthy?

"I never did it."

"What about other people?" I was very curious about the answer. Does this mean anything different to what I read on Earth?

"Nobody ever, Mr. Akion. If we want to do it, then we'll ask someone else for it,"

"Just like sanctification."

I rubbed my chin once. That's the answer I don't want.

"What's the reason?"

"Because the energy in the body is like a magnet. When we use healing magic on our sick selves, it is not the energy that will come out will be negative and make the energy collide. It makes me even more tired" he explained.

"Superficial...." My voice came out without me knowing. I was a little confused by the concept.

"Have you tried, Verion?"

Verion. He looked like a disciple who was too obedient to his teacher, and stiff. I think being elastic is better.

"Verion, you seem to have forgotten something." The look I gave her confused, her mouth a little unsealed as it stabilized her.

"You're a witch basically. Why not use energy from the outside?"

He was still listening to me.

"Maybe neither the witch nor the priest, the principle of her power is the same, that is, like a magnet. But you forgot, the magnet was used to draw the power from the outside."

"It's related to the magic cup, Mr. Akion."

I'm nodding. These guys are too fixated.

"Indeed the magic cup cannot be enlarged? What's the sure thing about the size of the magic cup?"

Yeah, he can't answer. The knowledge of the magic cup has not been 100% true%. No one said that the magic cup could not be enlarged, they were just busy declaring that witches and priests were born with it.

"Think about that analogy, the cup and the magnet. Something that I think is already available, you should be honing well."

I pat Verion on the shoulder.

"Sometimes need to do things differently, Verion."

I don't know why I suddenly want to talk about magic. Maybe I remembered one of the scenes in the movie, where the witch could heal herself, and it was very good if Verion could do that.

She was my age, yet she was always full of admiration for me. Looked at me carefully, and thought about my opinion.

People who often smile, and have these two characters.

I don't know what the original character was. However, as I know, Verion is someone to be reckoned with for Sanktessy. Beyond the greatness of his father, this boy has potential.

I know he often practices quietly at night. His magic was unique, a type of fire. Even if it is small, fire is always dangerous.

"Thank you, Mr. Akion. Your input is really great."

He held my hand as he conveyed his gratitude. I cleared my throat once, it's awkward. He doesn't have to flatter me. Especially we are the same age.

"Call Akion only," I replied.

"Isn't that disrespectful? I'm here under your supervision, Mr. Akion."

I glanced at him, "Here you are, we are the same age and you are also the Marquis's candidate."

"Call Akion alone or I'll return you?" I threatened a little. Verion is the type of man who admires talent. He tends to respect her with a grand feeling that makes me awkward.

Moreover, I like him more as a friend, if he calls me master, then there will be some distance to us.

He finally nodded.

I smiled, "Yes, that's it, aren't we friends?"

"Friends? You consider me a friend?"

"Verion was my friend from the beginning."

She smiled warmly at me, her eyes slightly glazed over, perhaps moved by my words. We just got together, but it doesn't matter if we make friends. Socialization needed. Especially for someone like Akion.