15 Special Constitution

Albert couldn't deny that the kid was kind of a weirdo smart ass. He nailed when he said about how he was acting to satisfy his broken ego, but so what? The old soldier felt that he didn't need to pass for everything again...

He tried to keep drinking but the boy gone away at the end of the afternoon, and he planned to drink all day. Albert tried to keep the conversation away but the boy irked him so much. 'That presumptuous prick, he has guts to pass me a fucking homework. Ahh, he will see how much...' and he stopped his thoughts after realizing the trap that the boy set up.

After a long time he sighed. The boy was right, he really wanted to train another talent. He felt that is a way to apologize with the world for lending so much crap to students and a traitor.

Actually, Albert was really surprised with himself. 'How could I let the boy mess me so much?'. Thinking about it, he sighed again. After a few minutes of self reflecting he stands up of his desk and walked to the balcony.

He looked for Calypso and said "Calypso, my love, today the sun is sad. Bring me a special one for me and another to forget that prick, Arthur Smith".

Calypso was startled for a second, but quickly smiled again and asked with her melodious voice: "Dear Albert, how much times past since you needed to drunk to forget a nagging boy?"

Albert, looking annoyed, explained "Don't misunderstand. I became just a bit curious and now I cannot drink in peace. When you finish, please bring it to my table, make me the stronger special you have, God knows how I need to drink."

Calypso made a note and walked away with an amused smile and a different glow in her eyes. She thought a little about who will serve and decided that Albert deserve the better.

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Arthur now was training in unifying the Luke Set (all the manuals prepared for him by his father). His job isn't do the theory thing, that he was worlds apart from his father. Luke already build all his manuals to give him the most solid base that he could have with only cheap and common herbs and a little of Alchemy skill. More than that, his father already confessed that even in his homeland none of the big families had a safe, complete and all compassing set of manuals.

He needs to use his new methods naturally. Naturally, he could do that for a time but when he was under pressure his body converted to the natural way of breathing, move and rest.

At this evening he was sparring with his mother. He asked her to help him under the house rules, that means that she will only punish him when he made mistakes about the intent of training. The punishment consisted in an increase in exercises on the next day.

He liked to fight his mom more than his dad. When he fought with his mom he felt that she was an insurmountable wall, and he is a little slug. His dad gives him the complete opposite feeling. He KNOWS that he is stronger and faster than his father, but he never could even touch him, his hits felt like were made underwater.

His father told him that his chosen stile is Tai Chi, where the weak part diverge and control the strength of his adversary. And this is the best fight stile suitable for his wrecked body.

Beth is a Tai Chi expert too, and that's why she made the best spar partner. His father body don't allow him the luxury of let be hit.

The sparring section was formed by Arthur and Beth fighting and Luke observing.

Swoosh - The sword of Arthur finally got a decent strength after 3 hours of fight.

"FAULT" Yelled Luke for the hundredth time "You could use more strength because at the moment that you prepare the attack you let the breath go".

"Oh Gosh dad. My mind knows what to do, but mine instincts act faster... What to do?" Asked Arthur desolated.

"You know that a let many secrets in the manuals to help you improve your insight, but last night I was revising (again) and made a major breakthrough. Let me present you the final version of Luke's Manuals, I liked the name you gave. This last version of the manual have some little adjustments that will strain less your tendons and help you multitask. I plan to contribute this manual to the Town Lord in exchange for merits and cultivation resources for you, but I will not give the Soul Method." Said Luke.

His dad keeps talking: "Not only that my son, I was revising your training logs and made some calculations. Apparently, your body is 10~20% naturally better than a normal person in almost every way. That means that even without training you can be stronger the most people. You were really blessed disguised. You were born with a strong soul, a strong body and the only major problem is your blocked meridians. Even if you can't be a cultivator you can be the strongest martial artist in history".

Arthur didn't tell his father about his Mental Clock and his Calculator. Not because of lack of trust but because there was so many mysteries and doubts about his gifts that if his dad knew he may get obsessed by this new knowledge. He deserves a little break.

"It's time for your medicine bath and meditation. Tomorrow you have lots of exercise to do, go to the library and look for Albert".

Arthur gone to his training / resting thinking about his body.

He wasn't arrogant, he knew deep inside that his body was just a small leverage, and he will have a hard way to even tray to become a cultivator. He can be the king of commoners, but this isn't what he dreams for.