17 Chapter 17 – The painting (1/2)

Breakfast for this day was very eventful for Adam.

After everything had calmed down Yuki and Adam had shared a long breakfast. This was mostly because Adam would not stop eating.

He was like a man starved for decades. Food was continuously served on the table and plates would be picked up just as quick.

Yuki took the time while he was eating to explain a few things to him and give him a few pointers.

Yuki had never talked about her past but from her pointers, it could be easily seen that she was highly experienced in the way of adventuring.

She first asked him to go through the recording crystal that he was given.

The ranger class encompassed a wide range of weapons and the first assignment he had was to choose one weapon to master. The recording crystal would have recordings of the different weapons. It would give him a practical example to help him decide.

The monk class was a lot more straightforward.

The second thing that she had pointed out was getting gear. He was young and he would grow very quickly. Buying training gear would be sufficient. Investing in gear would be a fruitless waste of funds as he would outgrow them continuously.

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Taking his mother's advice Adam was currently in his room in the left end corner of the lodge. He was going through the recording crystal.

Most of the morning had gone into him watching the crystal. The crystal was a very handy item that projected pre-recorded images or videos.

The only downfall was that it had to be viewed from start to end without interruptions. There was no way to skip to parts in the recording.

Within the first hour of watching the recording, Adam had still not even gotten to the monk or ranger class recordings but he was already dissatisfied.

'The movements and actions are so crude.' Though they were not of the same class when he compared the movements with those of the man and woman in the painting of the cards, They were like a beginner showing off his slight gain's with pride in front of a master of the craft.

If anyone else were to know of his thoughts they might puke blood in agitation.

These were recordings of senior adventurers who had trained for years. The biggest reason for most people taking on the initiation was acquiring this crystal. It was a treasure that would save years of training through trial and errors.

Even though he was already on the verge of swapping and watching the painting in his card, he still hoped he might gain something from watching this crystal so he persisted through.

It was a fool's endeavour.

Frustrated he started meditating and went into his soul world.

Standing in front of the painting he realized just how big it was. The last time he had only peered into his soul world. This time he was standing before it.

It was approximately 8 feet in height and 10 feet in width. Adam with his meagre height felt like he was watching a movie in a cinema.

The size of the card itself could be imagined.

Putting all his distracting thoughts aside he began to analyze the two people sparring in the painting. They were truly tireless.

Adam's eyes were darting around the painting trying to capture every scene that unfolded before them.

'Exquisite! Their movements are so much more refined. They sometimes move so fluidly that it seems like time is slowing down around them.' His admiration only grew with every moment that went by.

'The lady uses a myriad array of weapons. All of them are masterful to the extreme.' He could not figure out which weapon to choose because every weapon she used was a masterclass to him. In her hands, everything seemed supreme.

'Huh…wait. Those curved daggers. Whenever she gets into a tight spot she uses them.' He realized very quickly that those curved daggers she had on her were different from the other weapons.

Not only did she use them when she was in a slightly tight spot but she also had a bunch of them on her belts all over her body. There were a lot of other weapons but none of them was in the multiple of more than two on her body at all time's.

'She specializes in curved daggers!' if he had not noticed the peculiarities. He would have most definitely been fooled to believe she had no specialities but was a supreme master of all weapons.

'Curved daggers huh? They can not only be used in close combat but also as throwables.'

'Show me all the recording's of her using curved daggers.' He willed his sentient mind. The last time he had almost lost himself in viewing the painting and didn't want to miss anything so he had ordered the sentient mind to record the proceedings of the painting.

Bloop! Bloop! Bloop!