Chapter 26 - Imparting Knowledge? (2/2)
”Sharp young man, I have indeed come for another reason, and that is to reward you. This quest was not supposed to come with any rewards really but your performance impressed me, especially your resolve. Even the most experienced of mortals find it difficult to focus on training repetitively the way you did, not to mention you intentionally suppressed two of your most powerful abilities to further your training. That took a lot of resolve, and by itself. is far more impressive than the short time it took you to achieve a true strike. Talents will always be there at some point, but talented warriors with resolve are much rarer than diamonds.”
This was without a doubt the first time that Modus made Will feel good about himself. Indeed, what Will had done was not easy, repeating the same strokes over and over again, for months on end, not to mention the fact that he was still a teenager. Even Modus was impressed and chose to show up himself when he could have just sent Adelda. Will did not fail to pick up on that.
”Now then, your reward will be a piece of advice. The advice is quite simple as far as I am concerned, but to you, it might be quite profound,” said Modus with a cough. His back was upright and his entire demeanor changed. Will knew what was coming was important so he focused what little of his mind he could so he could take in as much as he could.
”...”
”...”
”...”
The ground-breaking profound advice from a powerful Immortal Will was seeking did not arrive. On the contrary, an awkward silence persisted between the two. At first, Will assumed Modus was just sorting out his thoughts. But as time went on, the awkward expression on Modus' face
became more evident.
”Wait, do you even know the advice you want to tell me?” said Will with a small tinge of sarcasm.
”Of course I do. Its just...I'm not sure how to put it,” said Modus as he scratched his head. This odd atmosphere made Will speechless. Modus was a complete mystery. Will was finding it difficult to know how to behave in front of the man.
Should he act servile? Should he act relaxed? Should he simply be himself? Will couldn't make heads or tails of it all, and now this seemingly all-knowing immortal was stumbling for words. As the awkward silence persisted, Will could no longer bear it.
”I thought you were supposed to be an all-knowing immortal. Giving simple advice shouldn't be this hard for you, should it?”
”Young man you are mistaken,” Modus expression became more serious,
”Yes the knowledge I wish to impart upon you is simple, but that is only
from my perspective. From your point of view, this will be very difficult to even fathom. Tell me, Will, how does one teach a dog how to read?”