23 The beginning of my funny life part 2
It has been 2 months.
In which I have been training hard to increase my stats, which I achieved.
[ STATUS
Name - Kylo Stormcrest????
Age - 10
Race - Human?
Class - None
Knight Level - 5
Mage level - 0
Attributes: Darkness
Traits - [Demon King's Body], [Imperishable], [Regeneration Supercells], [????], [Sealed],
Aura - None
Skills - None
Stats:
Strength - 25
Speed - 20
Endurance - 40
Perception - 5
Mana - 30
Luck - ??
Charisma - 9
Intelligence - 9
Perseverance - 10
Physique - 25]
(Beautiful...)
These are pretty impressive stats when you consider I got them in 3 months, especially my stamina with a wonderful number of 40, almost on par with a 1-star knight, which usually have a number of 50 or higher.
(Although I guess it's thanks to the new instructor).
After the previous teacher left, the sub commander of the royal guard took on the role of training us, of course her trainings were much more demanding, but for me, whose traits required my body to be pushed to the max, it was very beneficial.
(She was kind enough to give me extra lessons)
According to her, despite my lack of "talent", she liked my determination and will, so she offered to give me extra lessons in the afternoon-evening, and thanks to those Spartan lessons, I have managed to catch up with others in stats.
My relationship with Elara is becoming much closer than I previously anticipated, even getting to the point of having a lot of "skinship" in increasingly blatant ways
(Should I give it a try?)
She was too young and didn't want any trouble with Frederick either, or so I thought before the very bastard started picking on me about Adelina.
Yes, the bastard is already completely in love with Adelina, even going so far as to ignore Elara just to please her.
Fortunately, it seems that Elara doesn't mind or rather she allows it, since this way she will have more time with me.
As for Adelina's behavior, it was something I already saw coming, I mean, it's the safest route for her to flirt with the targets of her route.
(If I had the misfortune of being reincarnated as her, I would honestly do the same).
Why face dangers, when you can laugh at a bad joke and gain resources, especially now that we're in reality.
And lastly, my relationship with Luna... although it hasn't progressed much, we still have some weird conversations from time to time.
(I'm really surprised that she still talks to me).
Luna is not one to talk to people my style, even when you're the male lead, she just says a few sentences to you and starts ignoring you.
Now, going back to Frederick's behavior, apparently the guy wants to show Adelina that he is much better than me, even going so far as to make joking comments about my past body condition.
Can you imagine a guy with an icy face, making those kinds of jokes? Sometimes it amazes me how much of an idiot someone can become for loving someone.
At first I was hesitant to give him his comeuppance, because at the end of the day this guy is still a kid, but there are times when you have to act and in a very forceful way.
Which brings us to this day, a day of practical combat, where we will duel to measure our bodily evolution.
Half a month ago, we were taught the art of the sword; we were not taught much, but we learned what was necessary for the arts of our respective families.
"Everyone, please pay attention," said the deputy commander.
She was a female knight, one of those who would not be intimidated by anyone. Her short, dark brown hair gave her an air of confidence and security, and her hazel eyes reflected her intelligence and determination.
Her dark brown skin highlighted her natural beauty, and her athletic build showed her discipline and strength. She was wearing gym clothes, comfortable and practical, which fit her figure and allowed her to move with agility.
Hearing her call, we all stopped what we were doing and gathered in front of her.
"As I told you last week, we will be doing practice duels today and I will be assessing all of your shortcomings," he said very seriously.
"I guess it's time for both men to step forward for the demonstration," he said looking at both Frederick and me.
We headed to a separate field and got ready.
(Your look is very obvious, you bastard).
Ever since the sub commander told us that we would have a confrontation, the very bastard was giving me provocative looks, expressing his confidence that he could win me over.
(I'll give you a reality check, which you'll never forget).
As a skilled Aerial Chronicles player, defeating this brat wasn't too complicated, but I want to enjoy this moment.
---
The training field was silent. After all, the spectators were only four people.
Kylo Stromcrest, a black-haired boy with purple eyes. He was the only male child of the Stromcrest house.
Frederick Roman was a boy with blue hair and blue eyes. He was the heir to the Roman house, someone who in the future would be considered a prodigy.
Frederick despised Kylo for keeping such a kind and beautiful woman as a servant. His goal was to humiliate Kylo in order to completely win Adelina's heart and, as a proud nobleman, he did not like to be overshadowed by anyone.
The duel began with a whistle from the sub commander. The two contenders lunged forward with their wooden swords, which pretended to be real swords.
The sound of wood clashing against wood echoed throughout the field, as the spectators watched intently and expectantly.
Clack!
Clack!
Clack!
"Come on, Frederick!" exclaimed Adelina from behind.
(Save your breath for words of consolation, bitch), Kylo thought.
Swords crossed swiftly and precisely, creating imaginary sparks. Kylo moved with grace and speed, dodging and blocking Frederick's blows with ease. His face showed an expression of confidence and amusement, as if he was enjoying the duel.
(It's time you learned that swords aren't your thing, you little shit).
His sword was an extension of his arm, and he wielded it with mastery and precision. He was constantly looking for a breach in Frederick's defense, to deliver an accurate blow.
"Ugh! Agh! Oof!" Frederick would take Kylo's blows to the chest, arm or leg every time Kylo found an opportunity, making him recoil and groan in pain. Frederick moved with strength and determination, attacking Kylo with fury.
(Oh, I like that face, ha, ha, ha, ha).
His face showed an expression of anger and frustration, as if he was suffering from the duel. His sword was a heavy and awkward weapon, and he wielded it clumsily and impatiently. He was trying to resist Kylo's onslaught, to avoid a humiliating defeat.
"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!" Kylo taunted Frederick with hurtful words, which caused him to lose his temper and make more mistakes.
"What's the matter, Frederick, are you out of breath, or are you just scared?" Kylo would say to him with a mischievous grin.
(Give it up, you're just humiliating yourself).
"I'm not afraid, Kylo. Just disgust. Disgust of you and your attitude," Frederick replied in a trembling voice.
"Disgust? Of me? What about you? You're a child who flirts with other people's maids," Kylo replied with disdain.
(Actually, I've been with your fiancée a lot lately too... but I'm sure you don't know that, do you?)
"You're a bastard, Kylo. You treat a beautiful innocent flower like a servant and do unspeakable things to her," Frederick countered angrily.
(What bullshit did that bitch come up with, innocent, I wonder if you'll think the same in the future).
"What's the matter, did it really hurt you that I warmed my bed?" stated Kylo with an arrogant laugh.
"Grr! Grr! Grr!" Frederick couldn't take Kylo's taunts any longer, and launched into a furious and desperate attack. His face was turning tomato red, and his hands were shaking like leaves in the wind.
His breathing became more agitated and choppy, and his eyes filled with restrained tears.
(HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, look at that face, you poor, poor jerk, but don't worry, I'll humiliate you with more style).
Kylo knew he had the duel won, but he wanted to end it in style. So he decided to make a risky but spectacular move: a reverse sword strike.
It consisted of releasing the sword with one hand and swinging it over his head with the other, while jumping backwards.
The sword described a perfect arc in the air and fell on the opponent's neck from behind, taking advantage of his blind angle. It was a difficult and dangerous move, but also very effective if done well.
"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!" Kylo waited for the right moment, when Frederick was distracted and unbalanced by his suicide attack. Then, he executed the reverse swing with the sword, with amazing skill and elegance.
The sword spun above his head and swung towards Frederick's neck with impressive speed and force.
"Crack! Aaaah!" came the sound of the impact, followed by a choked scream from Frederick, who fell to the ground like a broken doll.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha" Kylo landed on his feet and picked up his sword with a triumphant smile. He had won the duel with a masterstroke, knocking Frederick unconscious and humiliated.
He raised his sword to the sky and said, "I am the winner!".
Elara looked at him approvingly, while Luna narrowed her eyes.
And Adelina? She had a "worried" look on her face as she hurried over to where Frederick lay fallen.
---
Pov Kylo Stromcrest
It was an awesome duel, it was like my old days as Spectre. The taste of humiliating a poor bastard who thinks he's a hero of justice can't be described in words.
But for someone, it wasn't enough.
"It was a good fight, but you have a lot of shortcomings, especially that last attack," the deputy commander said.
The sub commander summoned me after today's lessons, which is normal, since I do her personal training at this time.
(Well, it was too voluminous and risky after all).
"I understand, sub commander. I will train hard to cover my failures," I said seriously, although inside I didn't have the same opinion.
(In just a few years, I'll be able to take down anyone, the only thing I lack is stats).
"Master Eloise, you will refer to me like that when we are in this training," she replied in a strong tone that left no alternatives.
(?, I guess I gained a bit of her trust... though it's weird).
"Yes, teacher Eloise," I answered seriously.
She nodded and led me to a warehouse where swords and all kinds of training tools are kept.
(Are you going to teach me a new trick, well, I'll pretend I'm impressed).
Just as we arrived, she locked the warehouse with us inside and then said some shocking words to me.
"Now, undress, I will see the condition of your muscles, so I will know a more optimal way to train you", said teacher Eloise with determination.
(¡¿¿??!!)
I couldn't help rolling my eyes, and my brain started thinking at incalculable speeds, coming to a conclusion: this is a joke.
But his next words dismissed that thought.
"I'll get naked too, to show you what some muscles should look like," she said, as she took off her gym clothes, exposing everything.
Glup!
I couldn't help but swallow.
And at that moment, the devil's whisper appeared.
[Mission of Chaos: Mom would be proud.
Description: Didn't I tell you, you can't escape your blood, and now this generous woman offered to examine your body thoroughly.
Starting Conditions: Cooperate with this woman and discover how fascinating the human body is.
Startup Reward: Undoes the seal on your locked trait.]
I couldn't help but exclaim, "Mom?"
--
In a different, somber place, a woman was sitting on a beautiful gold throne, listening to the boring report she heard every day.
"Achoo!" At one point, she couldn't help but sneeze.
(What, did I sneeze, who's the bastard cursing me?)
"Mother," the young woman who was giving him the report asked.
"Nothing, you may continue," she replied, lazily leaning back on her throne.
The young woman nodded and moved on to the important point. "Mother, the spirits in the mortal world are very jubilant."
(Jubilant...was a genie born?)
"Any in particular?" the woman on the throne asked, since depending on whether they were spirits of a particular element, this could be normal or urgent news.
The young woman hesitated a bit before answering "They are the spirits of the Light."
The woman tilted her head in bewilderment before asking again "Light, are you sure?"
"Yes," the young woman replied.
The woman on the throne reflected.
(If these particular spirits are so jubilant, it means a hero was born recently...)
"Celestia sent something, didn't she?" the woman asked, since every time a hero was born, all the existences of the higher plane made a temporary truce.
This is because the arrival of the hero meant that something would soon arrive on the mortal plane, something the world itself does not like.
"Yes, but crucial information has recently arrived, mother," the young woman replied with her words denoting her urgency.
"Something more important than a hero?" Puzzled, the woman couldn't help but ask.
"Not only the spirits of light are jubilant...," the young woman said carefully.
"The spirits of darkness are too, and they are more active," she continued.
Hearing this, the woman on the throne immediately sat firm, since she knew what it meant.
(The birth of a... demon king as a natural disaster)
If the birth of the hero meant an extreme threat, the birth of a demon king means that the world itself is not liking the current state of the mortal plane.
In such cases, the demon king plunges the mortal plane into an era of chaos and death, all for the sake of a new order.
(The fact that they were both born in the same era is unusual, but not impossible, which only leaves one question).
"How strong are the resonances of the spirits?" sitting up straight, the woman on the golden throne asked.
The young woman again hesitated to answer.
"Speak," losing her patience, the woman on the throne repeated, but this time in a stronger tone.
The young woman took a breath and answered, "Horus, the supreme spirit of light, and Eclipse, the supreme spirit of darkness, have awakened."
Hearing this, the woman on the throne stood up abruptly.
Those words meant that not even the higher plane would be spared from the chaos.
