Chapter 271: Training With The Griffiths (2) (1/2)
Mason finished his chant and took a deep breath, looking at the two sitting figures below him who were clearly struggling with tender eyes.
After all these hours of training, he could finally relax. It was not that he was tired, no, far from it, it was simply due to him keeping up his seriousness since he was not at all used to showing that side to his daughter.
”Ryan, how do you think she's doing?”
He lent back on the wall, grabbing and drinking a metallic seethrough water bottle.
”Jayden's very rusty indeed… She has a long way to go… I was curious to see how the boy would stack up to her but that can wait for another time or when they both wake up,”
”Yeah, I'm very curious to see that too. But, they should be experiencing internal struggle for the next 2 hours or so, so we must wait until then,”
He nodded back to his butler taking another chug of water.
”Anyways, in the meantime, are you up for some chess?” Mason continued, making a large smile appear on the face of the old butler.
”Mason, you have yet to actually beat me in a game of chess. Have you forgotten I'm a super grandmaster who's ranked top 10 in the world?”
Mason laughed at Ryan's words before continuing.
”Doesn't mean I can't beat you!”
”Very well my lord, it shall be done then. But I won't be lenient with you, expect me to laugh at every blunder you make,”
”Do whatever you want! We'll see how it ends this time!”
Mason continued, pulling out a chessboard from his storage ring and placing it on the bench that Ryan was sitting on.
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”HAHAHAAH! Queen C3 is mate in 1! How did you miss that!?”
Ryan could not hold in his laughter, just like he promised as he slowly and casually held and dragged his queen over in that direction.
”And that's checkmate!”
Mason's eyes grew wide as he held his hands over his head that was under his laughing subordinate.
He was by no means bad at chess, but after losing so many times in a row, his brain deteriorated to such a level. It just went to show how talented and smart his own top butler was.
They had played non-stop rapid games and completed seven-teen matches, and out of those seven-teen matches, not one time did he win; for a matter of fact, not one time did he even get close to winning.
Yet, despite that fact, Mason was not yet ready to throw in the towel, that was simply the kind of man he was.
”One more ti-!”
However, before he was able to say what he had to say, the ground suddenly began to tremble and the chessboard the was previously on the bench fell on the ground, scattering all of the pieces far and wide.
When they looked over at the source of the disturbance, they noticed Moby who was still sitting cross-legged, now with a black aura shooting up to the ceiling, surrounding and consuming everything around it.
Looking closer on him, small spots of black energy were moving around him in obscure ways like it was trying to form something only for it to fail.
The aura was unlike anything they had ever seen before in their life, part of them even doubted that it was mana, but if it weren't mana then what was it? Mana was the only explanation so they had to stick with what they knew.
Mason's eyes immediately shifted towards Jayden who was sitting directly next to him and noticed that she was completely unaffected, making his heart feel more at ease.
”Mason! Should I stop him?! What's going on!?”
The butler dropped everything he was doing and stood up ready to knock Moby out.
”No! Leave him be… I've never seen this happen to such an extent, but it's necessary for his evolution… His inner spirit is not normal… It's an absolute monster… It seems like the rumours about him might be true after all...”
The worry and surprise on Mason's face were no more, instead replaced by excitement and anticipation.
And so, not long after the aura sprouted, it immediately subsided, like a massive wave going back into the ocean it came from…
Slowly, Moby opened his blurry eyes and checked his surrounding… Looking to his left to see Jayden still sleeping and directly under him to see the black king from a chess set right underneath his feet.
”Hmmm?”
*Ding*
[System Alert! ]
[New skill unlocked!]
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[Draconic Spirit (Infant Stage)]
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Note from Avilia: I have no clue what the hell this is or what the hell this does, probably some sort of mini form from when you transformed against that shalker. You're on your own to figure this one out...
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Moby's eyes suddenly sprung forth, the blurriness immediately going away as he read what Avilia had to say.
However, before he was even able to take everything in, he was interrupted by a clapping sound from his right, making him put everything that he just saw to the back of his mind and worry about it at a later time.
*Clap* *Clap* *Clap*
”Wow! That was absolutely amazing! What exactly was that?”