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After he showed him the basic stances he wrote all of profound truths that he had found within the qi circulation art and than he gave parchment to Ivar.

Ivar was grateful to old man. He was happy. He now finally had the chance to bring wraiths of vengeance upon his enemies .

He than bowed to old man. Priest didnt expect it . in his old age Frollo saw many people that bowed for little or nothing but this was truer than everything that he ever saw." I am so sorry i cant give you dimensional ring old priest wont allow it but at least i could help you with your future "

Ivar proclaimed :"Teacher for the day , father for lifetime. "

When he said it,The frozen shadow nobody noticed smirked: "Finally our creed have decent successor i just wonder will he be rabbit snake or mighty ice dragon".

He stayed couple of more days in frozen fortress of the temple , He needed to gather his strength because trip back to the village was dangerous one . So he stayed in the gardens, he marveled at ice butterflies that gathered on the white diamond flowers.

But time was passing and week had already passed and he regained all of his strength he was now firmly stepping on the road towards his island fort .Maybe it sounds strange but he still had family there .His father and mother may be arrogant and uncaring but that place was still only home he had.

His ride was ice pegasus - last gift of the priests and it was fairly swift .He could cover 500 to 1000 km a day at standard pace but harbor was still over 30 000 km away. Last time when he journeyed to frozen wasteland it was done by ice griffons that could travel the cold northern winds. But now with no money he could only take the long way and slowly go toward his village .Ice griffons were noble war beasts and they had their speed slower only to ice kirins and frozen dragons but those to species were to rare and no one saw ice kirin for ages and ice dragons were mounts of ice gods.Ice pegasi were slower but still grabbed attention all the time on the roads.They had another big problem . As species that was rare and only exclusive to ice temple of Northern wolf empire they had to be fed pure ice and could only survive under 2 months with no ice qi.

On the first day of the road he decided to try to hunt ,But he didnt have any weapons on him .Monks had the killing arts but still decided not to kill. It was not in their nature .Maybe they served cold and merciless gods like Skadi but they did not see sacrificial killings as murders .,Many of the people that were chosen and were willing to be sacrificed for greater good . That was just way of life and that was always same from when the first god entered first heavenly pavilion until now .It was solution with benefited for all sides .Gods needed souls and flesh of willing humans to rekindle spiritual sense,humans needed favors from gods and sacrificed , well nobody cared about sacrificed- they even saw it as great honor.

He saw rabbit in the hill but with his experience he could not do anything he searched and searched until he found rock that was shaped as an arrow head . "Finally a weapon" he exhaled .

He was searching for the suitable rock for not more than 10 minutes but already his sweat drops clouded his eyesight . He needed a rest after 10 minutes of work and that information had hit him like thunder but he clenched his teeth as hard as he could until there was a faint mark of blood and continued the hard work.

He with his limited hunting experience knew about some traps and open hunting skills. In his past life he did enjoy it but all of his animals kills were "served" to him by his clan guards even that famous rescue of his ex-friend Gaius Agrippa was all done by his family guards. He just took credit for it.

How HE regretted it right now in two lives he was more useless than servant boy he could not even make himself a meal.The fire was also a problem but he with made it after several tries now he needed something to eat. The hunger came to him and his stomach echoed trough the small valley and pegasus neight as he ate the frosted grass on a spring night .

Early in the morning chirping of the birds had awaken him from his deep sleep .Pegasus found a small river and was having a bath in it. First time he tried weird qi circulation method .He felt like an idiot as he recalled how easy the dance seemed as was performed by old priest Frollo. Now he found out that this dance is lot more difficult that it seamed .After one hour he managed to do one circulation of the first stance , it was so crude, so unnatural than it looked like and idiot catching imaginary friends not snow storm that was slowly gathering on the horizon. But it still had to be done like this ... He was not a genius. He was just lucky mortal that stumbled upon good cultivation art. So he had to work harder than everybody else , Also he passed golden age for basic cultivation and was far behind of every decent warrior and he needed not only to be decent warrior but shining diamond to avenge his family and clan.

So he continued and after first circulation came second , third and so on. He decided to spend his days in practice .He decided to sleep only for eight hours and to spend all the rest of the time practicing his qi circulation manual and later dragon sword stances.

On the eve of the second day he found some fruits in nearby wood. Hunger got best of him and he ate them fast not thinking that they might have poison in them .In late night fever awoke him. He needed water and he jumped in nearby river to clench his thirst and to relive his hot body.

After half of a hour he was safe . This time he was to close to death and he cursed himself again for being clueless and idiot .

Next day he did the same circulation routine but when he tried the basic dragon sword stances he noticed something changed.He was faster - clearly lot more faster than yesterday.

"Could it be the work of that fruit?" he muttered to himself , probably it was but he could not find the tree that had fruits yesterday. Even he found it he was not sure if he had guts to eat it again.

Now with his speed increasing he could try and catch some meat for dinner .

He found a small hole in the trunk of the rotten tree . It was perfect for for trap and it was well hidden from small eyes of rabbits and boars .

He stayed in for 2 hours and no one came. Then when he was finally ready to stop with the effort ,Rabbit jumped in front of him . His white paws we shining under the moonlight and his perky ears where checking for danger in nearby bushes .

Now on never! Ivar thought as white stick flew trough the air and rabbit tried to dodge it but was unable to do it. Red blood spattered oh his fur and he struggled as he did not want to die. Ivar was restless , it was his first kill after all . Never he took life before and he felt disgusted with himself but it had to be done . It was to kill or to starve . As bunny died and from dragon tattoo on his left shoulder small dagger arose . It was made off blood but solidified into the copper dagger than was similar to spear that pierced his hearth in his past life. On the edge was written in strange letters ;" Those who bring death upon themselves will be granted dominion upon the blood of the others".

Than dagger jumped and tried to drink the blood of the rabbit , Ivar was startled and reached to in trying to pool it away, Only after it was filled it stopped and some of its bronze rust was gone .

"It is inside my dantian and it drinks blood?" he asked himself looking at dagger with puzzled expression .He heard furies when they mentioned god artifacts but he was not sure what god artifact was and how it is connected to him. Only one name Sword of Ares was ringing loudly in his mind..