[Adaptive Combat Technique]

Arthur was once again flabbergasted at the words that came from Zen.

The reason for this was the increase in Zen's attributes. Even with all the benefits that Zen has right now, gaining even a bit of stat was as hard as filling a swimming pool by spitting.

It was because as one's stats increase, it will also be harder to increase it further. And the higher one's stats increases, the difficulty would also continue to increase.

As such, gaining stat points purely through practice was something that even Gods wouldn't do.

Thinking about this, Arthur couldn't help but think, 'What more if he focuses on gaining attributes.'

At this moment, Arthur's thoughts were put to a stop as he heard Zen's voice.

"Oh right, is the combat technique that you were teaching me called [Adaptive Combat Technique]?"

Arthur's shock couldn't be compared to his shock earlier.

This time, he just stared blankly at Zen without moving a muscle, looking like a stiff stone statue.

Zen couldn't bear the pressure and asked worriedly, "W-what's the matter…?"

Unknown to him, Arthur is currently in the process of doubting himself.

'Did I do anything wrong?'

'I made the skill so why is it like this…?'

'Is this kid a monster?'

'No, maybe he has the bloodline of some powerful race…'

'If not, then what the fuck is his comprehension rate!?'

'Even the most talented human prodigy can't compare to him…'

'Well, this benefits the Temple of Fire…'

'But still, what the fuck…'

…

Various thoughts appeared in his mind as he stood there with a blank expression on his face.

"Teacher…"

"Teacher!!!"

Arthur came to his senses and asked blankly, "What?"

"Why do you look like you want to take a shit?"

Arthur looked at Zen and snapped angrily, "Ungrateful brat!"

Zen scratched his head and replied, "Teacher, I still have one last question…"

"What is it?"

"It's because of the equipment that I used earlier… why did I have to use them if I can easily gain stat points through practice?"

Hearing this, Arthur said in anger, "Do you really think stat points are that easy to gain!? Besides, like what I said yesterday, that equipment won't exhaust your potential."

Zen nodded and said excitedly after listening to his teacher, "Understood! Then what will we do next!?"

Arthur smiled and replied, "Training."

The two of them got up and walked towards the area of the courtyard where different training equipment were located.

***

In a dark office…

The door opened followed by a middle-aged man's grunt.

"Ughhh… how dare you threaten me!? I'll make sure that you'll regret all of it!!"

The middle-aged man said with eyes filled with anger.

He is the president of the United States.

Because of what Ren and Rina did to him, he was humiliated earlier.

Remembering the scene of him being threatened by the couple, he couldn't help but tremble in anger.

"Just wait for my revenge! I'll report this to the United Nations!!"

Deciding on this, the president walked towards the table where a telephone was located.

He placed the telephone on his ear and proceeded to dial a number as the moonlight shone on his face through the large window in his office.

"Heh, you think that I will just sit back and silently endure the humiliation you caused me! I'll teach you a lesson!! I'll start with your vegetable child!!!"

"Hehe… hehehehehe!"

Blinded by his hatred, he did not notice that there was someone slowly walking behind him.

Just as he was about to finish dialling, he felt a familiar feeling that was pressing against his temple.

This feeling made him freeze as an expression of disbelief became etched all over his face.

"W-what!? What are you doing here?!"

Slowly using his peripheral vision to look in the direction where the moonlight hasn't shone on, he heard footsteps.

Tap~ Tap~

Soon enough, the figure of Ren was revealed as he slowly walked towards the stunned president.

"Glad to see you again~"

Rina, who was pressing the barrel of her pistol on the president's temple, said sarcastically.

"H-how did you get here!? W-where are my guards!?"

Hearing the president's words, Ren nonchalantly replied, "Oh don't mind them, they are just taking their beauty naps. Now, let's talk about a more important matter."

A serious expression appeared on the couple's faces.

"What did you mean by revenge— what did you mean that you'll start with our vegetable child?"

Ren's calm voice sounded in the room. However, contrary to his calm voice, his eyes were burning with anger.

Bam!

Rina slammed the president's head on the table, making it so that his cheeks were pressing against the table.

"How dare you target our son…!"

Devoid of all the teasing personality she had earlier, Rina roughly took out a knife from the sheath attached on her legs.

With speed and precision, she proceeded to slash at the president's body.

She made sure to keep the cuts shallow, showing the control she had over her knife.

"Hon, that's enough for now."

After slashing the president tens of times, Ren stopped her.

Looking at the president who was full of sweat and blood, Ren walked towards him and grabbed his hair to lift his face.

The president kept gasping for air, as if he was hanging on for dear life.

"W-what do you want?"

Hearing the president's shaking voice, Ren smirked and said, "Well at first, we just planned to negotiate a bit but now…"

Ren grabbed the knife from Rina's grip and slowly stabbed it towards the president's eyes.

Looking at the knife that was slowly coming towards his eyes, the president panicked and said in an almost pleading voice.

"N-no! Please don't kill me!! I won't hurt your son, I swear!!! I wouldn't even touch even the hair of your family, so please…"

The president's voice became weaker as the feeling of death became clearer.

Chiiikkkkk~

The sound of flesh being stabbed slowly sounded in the office.