Daniel’s enlightenment!

He shook his head and went up to the guy fallen on the ground, breathing heavily.

"It was a great match," said Oliver as he extended his hand forward. "Here, take it."

painfully, "Fuck yes. It was the most awesome match I ever had."

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He took Oliver's hand as he got up with some difficulty.

"You are crazy, dude." Daniel said as his smile broadened. "Never ever have I seen someone directly receive the strike from [Thousand Provisions] head on."

"Is that so?" Oliver nodded.

"You don't think? My father, who has mastered this technique, slayed ten thousand demons with one move of his using this same technique."

Oliver shivered slightly as he imagined the full power of such a terrifying strike.

He was really tempted to bind with Daniel however the system did not recognize him as a suitable target.

It was highly likely due to the fact that Daniel had originally died in the perpetual plane.

Maybe changing that future might change this situation too?

If possible, he would really like to have a strong weapon technique from the Sacred Swords Clan, the master of weapons.

After all, they had some of the best weapon techniques in the whole world.

Oliver helped Daniel back to the chairs to rest.

He could feel the others looking at him dazedly, he could only shake his head.

"Oliver, was that [Six Thoughtful Steps of Spirit]?"

Evelyn came to him and asked, she was curious.

"I am curious about it too!" Daniel could not help but add, he was amazed how proficient Oliver

"That footwork? That's right, it was that." he replied simply.

"What!? How is that possible!? I also have learned that footwork, it's just a common and basic footwork, how can it be so powerful to match up with [Thousand Provisions] technique?"

Daniel almost would have stood up if he could but his body barely responded at the moment.

Seeing his surprised face, Oliver pondered whether he should tell him how wrong he was about the footwork or not.

The [Six Thoughtful Steps of Spirit] was an incomplete footwork technique, the original footwork was extremely power, literally giving insane speeds to the individual.

Nonetheless, it was not a trash technique at all. But he still had to say something.

He looked towards the eager Daniel and said in a serious tone.

"Daniel," he started, "No technique in this world is weak, it's the user who is weak due to which the technique can not realize its full potential."

"T-That's what my father said too!" Daniel stuttered as his eyes widened in disbelief.

"So from now on, I am your dad."

"Huh, what!?" Daniel asked as he could not just comprehend what was said.

"Nothing." Oliver laughed and dismissed it. freёweɓnovel.com

"But still, thanks to you, I have now realized my mistakes. Thank you very much, Oliver!" Daniel bowed deeply as he gave a heartfelt thanks.

"Hmm? What did you understand?" Oliver asked, curious that if Daniel had enlightenment, he might hear it as well, it might come in handy at some time.

"No technique is inherently weak; it is we, the practitioner where the true fault actually lies within. I heard the same thing from my father, but I had forgotten about it, however, after hearing from you, I have now realized how important this was."

Daniel looked at his longsword as he said this while seemingly lost in deep thought.

"As practitioners, it is our responsibility to master the technique to its full potential. If the technique seems weak, then it simply means that we are not looking at it correctly."

'Umm? That's not what it should mean…" Oliver looked at him, speechless at how he had concluded this from his words.

However, Daniel wasn't finished yet.

"If we aren't able to bring out the technique's true potential, we simply need to improve the technique itself!" Daniel concluded in a resolute tone.

"Ah, that does sound like a great point, Daniel." Evelyn nodded in understanding.

"I know, right? From now on, I will never forget any advice I hear from my father!"

"What a filial son!" Oliver patted his friend's shoulder and nodded.

"…"

"Anyways, I'll go rest now. Alphonso, mind escorting him back to his room? I don't think he has any energy left to walk his way out," Oliver turned to look at Alphonso, who was reading a thin booklet about runes.

Apparently, it was something he had been rewarded by Sigfor back then.

"Sure, leave it to me."

"Thanks, dude," Daniel thanked him from afar.

Alphonso closed the book and stored it back into his storage ring and gave Daniel his shoulder, leaving the room with him.

"Hey Nadia, how about we spar again? I really like your techniques and tactics!" Evelyn approached Nadia, who was sitting alone in a corner with an emotionless expression on her face.

"…" Nadia glanced at her, contemplating.

"Nadia, you should! Your control over the ice element is beautiful! I want to observe it again too," Amber joined them from behind, encouraging her.

"Fine," Nadia said just one word before getting up and walking towards the stage.

Oliver sighed. Over the few days, he had tried his best to let other girls approach Nadia and become familiar with her.

She really deserved friends, and despite her cold demeanor, he believed that with the help of gradual interactions with others, she might change slightly.

To be honest, he could already see some changes. Earlier, she wouldn't talk with others for even a moment, but now she would at least reply to them and engage with them for a few moments.

Although it wasn't too big of an improvement, it was still better. Part of him also wanted to show his previous display of strength to motivate Nadia to work harder.

As they were instructed by the clan elder, Nadia needed to establish her dominance over the other clan heirs, but her indifferent attitude made that naturally impossible.

And it was far better for her to make friends rather than make subordinates.

He feared that if she was left alone, Nadia's mental state might turn into something worse.