Chapter 21 - The Mistake (2/2)
”What is it?” Evan was interested in the plant.
”These are the leaves of the Frost Nettle, it will be painful, in return your frostbite will be cured in no time at all.”
Evan didn't know what kind of plant it was, but he realized that it was probably an expensive and rare medicine that magicians use. Evan realized that his root was probably, not the most ordinary plant, either.
He could have asked Margaret about it right then, but he trusted her a lot less than Zak, so he decided he shouldn't rush into it.
”When the ice melts, just put the leaves on your hand and everything will be okay.” Margaret put the leaves next to Evan, closed the door, and left.
Evan smirked and muttered to himself: ”Well, let's see what kind of miracle plant this is.”
After a while, the ice had melted completely and all that was left was pain. The young man carefully took each of the leaves and placed them on his hand.
As soon as he did, he instantly felt his skin literally burn.
”And she hasn`t lied, it`s really a hell, not a cure.” It was quite difficult to endure such a thing. Evan hardly held back from screaming.
A minute later, Evan saw the effects of the Frost Nettles.
He could feel himself getting better by the second, but the leaves, on the other hand, were wilting.
...
Evan felt fine. He could control his arm as if nothing had happened before he was wounded. The whole treatment took him only half an hour. The only downside was that the blue leaves had completely wilted. There wasn't a drop of life or mana left in them. It all went to curing Evan's wound.
Without thinking, Evan left the infirmary and headed straight for the training ground. That mistake didn't stop him in the slightest; on the contrary, he was even more interested in this challenging spell.
<Commander Zak is certainly a master of his craft. To be able to warm up a sword to such a state in such a short period of time, is simply impeccable craftsmanship.>
Evan once again appreciated Zak and his abilities in magic, but Evan was not a simple one, too.
Evan took the sword in his hands and began casting the spell again. His ”Warp” began to rotate, and after a couple of moments a thin layer of ice appeared on the sword.
This time Evan was doing everything much more slowly and carefully. Last time he had hurried, for which he`d paid the price. He wasn't going to make the same mistake twice. We all learn from our mistakes.
The ice only spread across the sword itself, not touching his hand.
Sigh.
Evan sighed heavily and smiled contentedly. The second time he succeeded. Right in his hands was the most ordinary sword and the fully completed ”Ice Veil”.
Evan thought he could have done better, but as for the second try, he was pleased with his result. Now it was time for the most important and interesting thing of all - the strength.
Evan slowly walked up to the iron dummy and struck a diagonal blow with lightning speed, just like Zak had done it last time.
Clang.
”Shit!” There was a loud thud as he struck, and Evan felt an unbelievably strong recoil in his hand. He had underestimated the hardness of the dummy. Evan could not cut it in two, the way Zak had done, but he still managed to do something.
The sword had cut through about a third of the dummy. Evan simply could not go any farther. He didn't know if it was due to his poor physical training or the spell, but he was pleased with the result. If he had achieved that, in such a short amount of time, what would happen next?
<If I had a man in armor in front of me, I'd chop him up in a heartbeat. Of course, I`m still far away from Commander Zak.>
Evan was thinking of his results and didn't notice Margaret, standing on the roof of the mansion and watching him carefully.