Flowers

Zegrod: - You could try better than that.

I'm touching the various swords with my fingertips for almost 10 hours now, but they disappear as soon as I touch their hilts, I'm not even halfway there, although judging by the number of swords, if this continues, there's no chance I'll be able to finish this tomorrow south.

Mizeya: - Could you help me with some advice?

Zagred: - I'm afraid not, kid, these are your feelings, you have to find them, I can't give you any advice on this.

I've tried almost everything, but there are so many of them, it's impossible to go through them. I should stop blindly searching, but I can't feel anything from the blades, not even a tiny sign, they are all the same and empty.

Suddenly, a strong burning sensation grips my right hand.

Mizeya: - Faina?

"Telepathic Communication"

Faina: - Use my power to find the right sword.

Mizeya: - How do I use your power anyway? I just got it not long ago.

Faina: - Just stretch out your arm, then feel the attraction between your grip and the sword, I will know the answer by looking at it, a sword that will capture your whole life, together with you.

This complete concentration completely jolted me out of reality, as if I were in a dream, reaching for the umpteenth sword. The tension between my fingers and the hilt is getting better and better, so I don't have to search for long, I feel the presence of the sword more and more, which seems to fade, damn it.

A couple of hours later, but it's already nerve-racking, as I feel that I'm getting closer and closer to the right sword, the more it moves away from me, what should I do now? Faina...

The Claymore blade on my back suddenly moved by itself to a sword with a refined and elegant handle on a huge drum, and then the two swords melted into one before my eyes, WHAT?

Mizeya: - Awgh.

It's a pretty sharp sword, I only needed the tip of my fingers to touch it, and it cut me almost instantly, this blade has an interesting shape, it doesn't even look like the old one, this shape, and form are completely different, it's more like a katana, which used by outstanding swordsmen. I can swing my little old huge sword, which I could barely lift yet, with the lightness of a feather, don't worry, I'm here, you're not going anywhere now, I feel you.

I found you, you were here the whole time, only your form was different. You have united, you are finally what you wanted to be.

Look at me now with fatherly pride, Zegrod, with that mysterious and unpredictable face.

Zegrod: - Looks like you found it.

I was lying on the ground with my legs and arms outstretched, this feeling, so light, I could only smile at my new sword, staring in wonder at its edge and handle, this sophisticated sharpness, impressive.

I hardly blinked once or twice at him, but I found my body lying in the shadow of a huge figure.

Eudemon: - I see you managed to find it and just in time, then I think we can see it for the next stage, it won't be so easy.

Simple? I had a hard time with this task too, would the next task be so difficult? I thought to myself.

Eudemon: - We don't have much time to be precise, we have 4 days, and at that time you will hardly be able to learn even 1 technique, but at least we can take over the basics. Pay close attention to my every move, this technique requires quite a lot of concentration.

He pulled his sword out of his grip, then suddenly bent forward and cut the tree in front of him with an incredibly fast cut, I didn't even see that he swung his sword at all, he was amazingly fast. He took a different position, then right before the sword strike, he turned his blade and now he struck the tree next to me with the dull side, then following the movement of his wrist, he turned the blade over to the sharp end, creating a centripetal force behind him, thanks to which he drilled into it his sword into the wood, leaving a huge hole in it.

Eudemon: - It was 2 techniques, the swordsmanship style is called Rising Hidden Flowers, and the previous two techniques I showed you are called Rose and Hyacinth, these two will be quite useful swordsmanship skills for you.

He explained to Eudemon which one to use when, since this swordsmanship style has 6 more techniques besides that, but he won't be able to teach them in that time, so I'll get by with these two.

Rose is a sensing attack, which is my foot forward, I have to put my full body weight on it, then I have to stay in a basic position and wait for my opponent, if anyone gets close to me within 3 meters, my body automatically responds with a huge cut to the intruder of my territory. The other use is that I can detect murderous intent and danger with it, I just need to place my sword on the ground and say the technique.

Hyacinth is a fairly fast attack, which requires excellent timing and a good sense of openness, as this technique consumes quite a lot of physical strength, unlike the rose, which is as effective as possible depending on concentration and only mentally exhausts you, this is completely different, here you have to control centric force towards the target, as quickly, efficiently and accurately as possible. The use of the other one is completely different, if I constantly switch the sword to the edge and the blunt end, thus generating even more centric force with this, the blow will be much greater, but it takes time, so I can't just use it.

Eudemon: - I pretty much told you everything and you could see all my moves, now it's your turn, you have to learn at least the basics in 4 days.

I saw it as training for him, which I diligently began to practice, I even tried to polish my movement to at least approximate Eudemon's mobility. I can't believe this, I've tried so hard, but it's already been that long. Somehow I felt that time was passing quite quickly, but so much? The sun was shining almost blindingly all day, almost all my sweat and tears, which had accumulated due to the imitation, dried up near my mouth, and then I almost started to swallow that salty, bitter liquid, similar to water, but not at all delicious.

Mizeya: - It's time for me to sleep.

I entered the door and walked along the river, at the end of which the door of my room smiled at me.

Demigra: - Oh, good night Mizeya

As I looked at the boy, Eudemon made him sweat, although I didn't expect much from him, since he is my sister's successor and also my future husband. Demigra thought to herself.

Mizeya: - Even from my first day of Eudemon's training, he can't stand me.

The boy smiles at me, this feeling... then my heart skips a beat, what should I say to him? I'm too confused.

Demigra: - I..I'm glaaad.

Mizeya: - Are you happy?

I told the girl looking strange.

Demigra, you idiot, he already had inhumane training on his first day, so I could tell him I was happy for him. I'm going to sleep now

Mizeya: - Okay...

Well, that was weird, never mind, I'll continue tomorrow.

I knocked on the door, but no one opened it, then I opened it into the room and to my surprise, I saw that the boy was not there.

Eudemon: - Oh, Simon.

Simon: - Huh?

Eudemon: - Didn't you see Mizeya?

Simon: - I don't.

Where are you Mizeya? Eudemon thought to himself.

Some time passed... Eudemon went to see and took the boy to train.

Eudemon: - Zegrod!?

Zegrod: - So you are also looking for Mizeya.

The two went to see if it was there but were shocked to see as they got closer and closer to the place that there were huge holes in almost every tree there. This is incredible, it was enough for me to show the boy once, and on the second day, he was able to master Hyacinth almost perfectly, a real monster...

Eudemon: - What?

As I looked at the boy, the signs of fatigue and complete exhaustion were visible in his eyes, I thought he was going to collapse again, so I rushed over to him, but I shouldn't have worried at all, he was just getting ready for the next technique, Rose? The air around him was almost ice-freezing quiet, and there was this palpable pure calm that emanated from him as if he had been replaced. What happened to you, boy?

I put my hand on his shoulder and then I could only smile at him.

Eudemon: - It was nice.

Zegrod: - That's right kid, you're nothing, maybe you should stay with us instead of going to the nobles of Tirinia...

Then the boy thought for a moment, then pushed his sword back into his hilt and headed straight for a base.

Eudemon: - Now where are you going Mizeya?

Mizeya: - I have some work to do, but tomorrow I will continue where I left off.

I want to go after him, but Zegrod stops me.

Zegrod: - Let him go, I think he has already exceeded your expectations.

Eudemon: - If you say so, I was really surprised.

I went back to my little room, then sat down on my chair and started to write my letter home, I forgot that I've been here for 5 days, time flies... I hurried to train early in the morning so that I could find time to write, I'm sure my sister and Yoriko are already worried about me.

I was completely immersed in my thoughts, I was just clutching the piece of paper, I was a little unsure, what would it say? Why didn't I contact you sooner? Do you know how I'm still alive? I was so engrossed in these questions that I just kept my pen in my trembling hands, which are slowly slipping out of sweat, what should I write? Where do I start? Through a sudden feeling, I already know, I have it, it will be good...

Harlot: - Knock, knock.

Mizeya: - Come on.

I see the boy in front of me, but it's not quite what I imagined, I was curious to see how he is what happened at the meeting, but I didn't count on that, he's clutching a letter and staring out the window with tears in his eyes.

Harlot: - I don't want to disturb you, are you okay?

Mizeya: - Of course, I only wrote a letter to my family, don't let them think I'm dead.

Harlot: - Demigra is looking for you, but I can tell her that you will get to her later.

Mizeya: - You don't have to leave it.

I walk out of the building and see Demigra.

Demigra: - Well, you're here, I need to talk to you about something...