Chapter 296 (2/2)
(The holy beast did mentioned he will be giving me extra portion of power, and yet somehow... I get this feeling it isn't an increase in my water and by extension ice magic) [Savel]
This sensation, this strange sensation and feeling that I get right now. Only one way to find out
”Singa. Can you spar with me for a bit? I would like to test something out” [Savel]
”Are you sure? I can easily beat you back then, and right now, you're making my job easier” [Singa]
”Ohh! I remember you're the one always kneeling on the ground after I beat you!” [Savel]
”Say that again!” [Singa]
The two of us rush straight to the training ground. I can see the maids and butlers trying to stop me from moving, some telling me to get some rest. Even the soldiers under Singa's grandfather try to say the same thing. I would agree to them, but I really want to test my new power and beat Singa up for good! In the end, I just drink a cup of tea and some breads to convince them I am doing just fine
Taking our weapon, me with my usual broadsword and Singa with his trusty claymore. Both of us are a magical swordman, albeit unlike Rean, maybe we rely more on our physical side of the spectrum, taking full advantage of our gifted physiques
Nodding to each other, we start the battle. Singa as usual, a used of light magic with specialization on space magic begin by teleporting toward me. This time, he teleported right In front of me. I use ice wall with spikes containing strong mirage magic that can disorient those who touches it, my favourite defensive technique, and both of us can tell one thing
((The ice wall, it's stronger!!)) [Singa, Savel]
I'm pretty sure of it! Even though I just wake up and barely have a proper meal, I can tell the thickness and the defensive capability of the ice wall actually jack up
”Impressive! Show me more!” [Singa]
With his brute strength, he plow through the ice wall, like it's made out of butter... Man, he's strong, that I have to admit, but
~Clang~
The two sword clashes. He is strong, but so am I.
(Still, with my condition, I will be the one to be defeated... Have to think fast) [Savel]
With each strike, I can feel that my grip is becoming weaker and weaker. Knowing this, Singa relentlessly increase the frequency of his strike. I can tell that he's actually going easy on me, which actually makes my blood boil, and
”Dragonewt racial magic: Dragon roar!” [Savel]
”WHAT!” [Singa]
A loud roar that shatter the glass, and even leave a crack on the training ground. Wait...
”Dragonewt racial magic! Since... Since when? Could, could it be...” [Singa]
”WAIT... Is this what Reshir meant when he said he will give me more portion of his power!?” [Savel]
The lost art of dragonewt racial magic, dragon transformation. Just like beastman, us dragonewt supposedly can use racial magic to turn to, only to dragon, not anything else, but no one is capable of doing it, making it a lost art... Until now