Training

Although Daedalus had never truly met his cousin he held a great familial bond with the rest of his family. This caused him to sink into a depression for a while. Luckily this didn't stop him from trying to increase his strength and skill but rather forced him to work even harder so that he wouldn't have to feel that sort of pain ever again.

Every morning within the palace gardens Daedalus could be seen practicing with his spear and sword. By this point his spearsmanship was as good as his swordsmanship if not better. As he had been constantly sharpening his skill in the two weapons Daedalus body was adapting to be able to maneuver in ways that it had previously been unable to at the same time his muscles which had previously been undefined compared to some where now clear and defined.

Daedalus never wore a shirt after the first few days, even though it was winter, as he would practise until the afternoon which would cause the shirts to be covered in sweat. Occasionally Rudra or Danforth would join him to spar and Daedalus would even occasionally take the two on at the same time. This inevitably led his body down the more flexible and swift path, which forced him to change his tactics somewhat.

Previously he had worked to make it so that every strike was filled with power, but now although it definitely still held that power it was leaned more towards being fast and vicious. At the same time he had reduced the amount of movements required and removed all of the fancy looking attacks. Each and every attack he made was a blow meant to kill.

Daedalus had of course realised that he was unable to fight to the best of his ability against Rudra and Danforth so he left the capital and began to wander the wilderness and fight. At first Daedalus had found it difficult and didn't sleep for more than an hour per night. Eventually however he simply meditated rather than sleeping quickly outpacing his previous cultivation speed.

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Now Daedalus was walking through the forest towards a city he had seen from the top of a larger tree. It had been five years since he entered the forest and he had long ago returned to using animal skin clothing as it was easier to access than anything else.

While he was travelling and fighting in the forests and plains Daedalus had also begun to use his body refinement techniques. The masochistic body refinement method and the blood technique he had discovered on a former disciple of the Storm-Wind sect the Infinite Blood Deity technique. Because Daedalus was constantly fighting stronger creatures he obviously didn't let their bodies go to waste so he used the blood technique while he ate the beasts, which allowed him to use their entire bodies to further his own strength.

Putting his thoughts to the back of his mind Daedalus placed his spear on his back and covered his face with a leather mask. He was the nephew of the elven empress after all, he couldn't go and ruin her image. To be fair though, his body had long since finished reverting to a previous age. Surprisingly his elven features had also developed a bit more causing his ears to lengthen slightly and he became slightly taller.

After placing the spear on his back Daedalus began the short walk to the city in front of him. It was the capital city of one of the human kingdoms Northline.