67 Are this good enough (1/2)

Zatiel was sleeping in his bed and his head was resting on Sophia´s lap, she had brought him here when she found him sleeping in the ground.

Sophia was looking at Zatiel sleeping face and in his eyes, you could see untainted love and devotion accompanied by a beautiful smile as she caresses his hair and plays with his face, occasionally pricking his cheeks, making her giggle.

”Your face is so handsome when you're are sleeping,” Sophia had always found Zatiel attractive, but when he is awake his expression always is one of someone focus and alert, even when he is making a joke that was still present, but now he was so calm that his charm was released entirely.

As Sophia continues looking at him, she starts to chuckle and a mischievous smile rises on his face as some dark ink appears on his finger and was going to drop on Zatiel´s face.

”You are having a little too much fun, don't you think,” Sophia was like a cat you steep on his tail, as she hears Zatiel voice in his head and saw a smile that appeared on his lips.

Zatiel was laughing as he stands up and stretches his body, making cracking sounds due to having stay in the same position for ten days in a row

”When did you wake up!” Sophia was embarrassed as she has been acting like a little girl all this time and wanted to know how much Zatiel saw.

”Don't worry, I was wakened by your spell. Whenever there is an increase in energy around me, my consciousness perceives it and makes me regain my focus. It is a little trick you learn with time.” Zatiel makes it sound simple but having your subconscious always active with the task of scanning all in your surroundings and having it send a signal whenever something happens, takes a lot of training.

”You better be telling the truth. Since you are awakened, I must tell you that Heinz came here to look for you, due to some people of the empire coming about a business transaction.”

”When did he came?”

”Seven days ago, you were so focused on your work that I didn't dare to disturb you.”

”He came way faster than I thought. This will be troublesome.” Annoyance could be seen in Zatiel face as he thinks what will happen, due to him not showing up.

”Do you think Heinz will bring you trouble?” Although Heinz has been acting friendly with them, Sophia has known him for a very short time so she didn't exactly trust him.

”If he was the type of person that goes against his words, he would have never reached his level as a cultivator or understand a law so direct as killing, so he really sees me as some type of brother and of course, he wouldn't bother me for something so insignificant as a couple of days of wait. The problem comes from the people that came from the empire.”

Zatiel knows that most people that are part of a powerful organization see themselves as someone better than the rest, even if they are weak, so those two people that came must be displeased that they were made wait by some ´unimportant character´.

”Whatever, let's end it fast, so I can go back to training.” Zatiel grabs his runes and use the crystal to contact Heinz.

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Heinz was training with his sword making different attacks against an immense wall. A red glow fill every attack and created different sword marks, every attack was different creating divers phenomenons, like a red rain that generates holes of fifteen centimeters with every drop, or a concentrated sword beam than when it landed, generates thousand of small laceration in his surroundings, filled with killing intent. And despite their differences, every single one created a window for an endless amount of possibilities.

After Zatiel told him about creating a sword-art of his own and having contacted the people that handle the business contracts, he dedicated all of his time to this.

Although creating a sword art of your own is hard, Heinz had hundreds of years of practice and with the insights that got of the fight with Zatiel and his immense cognitive abilities, he was able to have a part completed in a matter of days, and although it will take a long time for it to be perfected, the foundation was already made.