The Author's POV

If there was anything that changed during the two years I devoted to training, it was my combat approach.

Even while I continued to use the Keiki style as I had in the past, I was able to modify it in my own unique way.

I didn't need to grip my sword and hang on to the sheath like I had in the past.

The only thing I needed to do now was to gently tap my finger in the air.

When I sheathed and unsheathed my sword, the speed at which I could do so increased to the point where those of a high level could no longer see it with their unaided eyes. To those on the outside, it appeared as though I was simply pointing at my enemies and killing them, but in reality, I was actually doing the same movement as in the past, but a lot faster.

But it wasn't just that.

I was also able to tap into a new power.

Mana agglomeration.

Typically, one would form an armor when reaching this level. Sort of like Monica with her shining orange armor.

...I knew this because she tended to show this off quite often. Liam could also somewhat do it, although his armor was a bit strange.

How could I describe it? ...Let's just say that it is severely lacking in the defensive department with gaping holes everywhere.

In any case, it was different for me.

Unlike them, I never created an armor for myself. Rather, I came up with something else.

Mana aggregation functioned by physically bending the mana in the air to your will and controlling it in such a way that you could make it into a tangible material that could be used to cover the human body as armor.

I could now summon actual sword energy out of thin air by bending the mana in the air to my desire.

Due to my two-year research of the psyon composition in the air and the pill I took after returning from the conference, I was able to regulate my psyons to an extreme degree, which was necessary for my new technique.

In a way, I was confident in facing any opponent of the rank range without feeling the littlest of intimidation from them.

"Hm?"

I was jolted out of my thoughts by the presence of several shadows in the air. Squinting my eyes, I casually tapped the air.

Thump! Thump!

The two shadows fell from the sky after I pointed in their direction, revealing the figures of a couple of demons.

They crashed against the hard ground, sending dirt flying in the air.

At the moment, over ten different birds, each with a different size and strength, were circling the skies above us. I glanced at Ava as we walked silently side by side in their direction.

"Quick question Ava, how many beasts can you control at the same time at the moment."

"About forty."

Ava replied, leaving me impressed.

beasts at the same time…that was practically

a lot of progress over the past

sparred with because she was out searching for monsters to tame, unlike the others who didn't need

also explained why I didn't know how many beasts she could

rank is ,

"Right."

head, and I fell into

on the flute that was

to unlock the third

"Mhm."

Ava confirmed.

rank, I will be able to break the next seal

were hints of visible excitement in her voice when she said the last words. Clearly, she loved the

I was naturally pleased with this

keep up

I heard someone's

fortress and castle in the distance.

who seemed a lot more comfortable walking

coming to a halt, I thought for a moment before shifting my attention toward

"Call for him."

"Got it."

solemn look on her

***

the same time, in the said

halls within the castle

of them were the highest ranking members of the orcen race left

on a big throne at the opposite end of the room. The hall was completely or at least partially surrounded by

belonged to none other than

delegates attention was currently fixated on Omgolung, and the entire room was dead silent. The arrival of the former chief caused some people to express

they all focused their

"Khrrr…khrrr…"

resonated across the space, shaking it

"Prepare yourselves."

his deep and

both of his hands on the side arms of the throne, he slowly stood up from his seat and scanned everyone in the hall with his

a deep green tint that heightened the tension

as they

words stirred the

us

toward Omgolung,

the army going forward as its top general. He'll be running the army, and his words will count just as much

stirred as they looked at Omgulong, a figure

the presence he gave out did not lose out from the one Silug

happily accepted

"Yes."

representatives

left satisfied