God´s Eyes Chapter 416
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He was not sure if becoming sentient was something common for soul weapons, but Jason noticed that Byakur could barely transmit emotions and not think actively.
There had only been one transmitted word, which was its name!
Other than that, Jason could only feel its joy, which slowly substituted, replaced by emptiness.
'Weird…' he could only think, unsure whether his assumption about Byakur being a sentient soul weapon or not.
"Maybe, it was a once in a lifetime occurrence because it had awoken?'
Because he was unable to tell what was going with his soul weapon, Jason could only look at his masters and Haepha who were looking at him.
"You're awake?" Dalia said with a faint smile as Haepha jumped up from the chair she sat on.
"Did the soul weapon just release joy?" She asked without waiting for Jason to speak up as she had already appeared in front of him.
Taking a look at Byakur, she could only scratch the back of her head
"No..that's not it…" She had hoped that Jason's soul weapon had awoken sentience but that didn't seem to be the case.
"Pseudo-sentience?...or is it something like Artificial intelligence? ...No, that doesn't make sense either…"
Haepha was aware of the fact that imprinting inanimate materials and objects with one's soul was as if one would split a minuscule part of it.
This part would be transplanted into the desired object and as long as it didn't repulse the soul imprint it would gain something out of it.
Those gains were in most cases a firmer connection with both the wielder and the weapon or that the soul imprint allowed a weapon to act by itself for a short moment.
However, there hadn't been something like sentience awakening caused by a soul imprint yet. The most, there were certain abilities a soul weapon would attain after binding with one's soul.
"Can I test something?" Haepha asked before asking if Jason could hand over his weapon for a short moment.
Not sure what Haepha wanted to test out, he nodded his head as he was about to hand her Byakur.
Yet, what Jason did not expect to happen, was that Byakur tried to push away Haepha with faint mana currents it suddenly released.
It was as if it wanted to stay with Jason and nobody else.
Haepha expected that because this repulsive behavior of soul weapons was not an unique characteristic.
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Trying to insert her mana into Byakur she noticed that it was not possible, which was also to be expected.
All of that was not worth being surprised about and she took a look at the runes that were still activated, trying to find a connection between them and the weird sensation she had received from the scimitar a moment earlier.
Haepha handed Byakur back to Jason, who tried to insert mana into it in order to get to know his new weapon.
It was something completely different from what he had used before.
From daggers that were his first weapons, he had switched to a thin, light, longsword and now he had a broad longsword, scimitar mixture of a weapon in front of him.
Byakur was still light, but other than that his new weapon was completely different in comparison to his other weapons.
Those differences were advantageous and if Jason had to say one disadvantage about Byakur, it would be its length.
However, just when Jason thought about that, he noticed that the amount of mana he was supplying to Byakur intensified as it demanded more than it did in the beginning.
Only a moment later, one of the large runes and the three soul imprints that originated from the three raw materials he had imprinted, began to glow faintly.
The rune had been manifested and Jason noticed that Byakur's size was decreasing.
This astonished him greatly and he couldn't even hear what the others around him were saying as his complete focus was on Baykur and the fact that he had no idea what he was currently doing.
Just as he thought that the weapon should have the same size as his daggers, Jason perceived that Byakur's size changed within a moment.
It had used up a large margin of mana that Jason had injected into it, but that was not a problem.
Instead, Jason smiled brightly as he saw that his soul weapon had such a unique ability before he noticed that Haepha had already gone back to his masters.
They didn't seem to care much about his soul weapon's ability which Jason found weird as it was a huge contrast to Haepha's behavior when Byakur released its joy.
'Is it normal for high-grade soul weapons to have abilities like that?' He asked himself, only for Shane to clear his doubts.
"From your expression, I can tell that you're confused right now. The ability to adjust its size had been manually added. You can see the manifested rune in the center of the weapon? It was a little bit frustrating to inscribe this rune while combining them with all those other runes, but its effect is great, isn't it?"
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Jason could only nod his head, not sure why he had never heard of such a rune.
He had become too confident in himself after being able to perfectly purify grade-3 ores, only to find out that his knowledge has yet to catch up with his forging ability.
Yet, when he thought about that, this was also not necessarily the truth. The only task he was able to accomplish at a high degree, was purifying ores, and this was something he would have been unable to do without his mana eyes and Solaris!
As such, without unique factors, his blacksmithing skill might be superb but not as great as everyone estimated them to be!
Just at that moment, Jason heard that Haepha had been talking to him as he understood her last words
"...that's because of the perfect purified ingots you've returned as payment. As such I'm in your debt instead of the other way around. If I were to forge a weapon with the Yvaldranite and Affanyr ingots you purified, I should be able to create something extremely powerful, maybe even a grade-4 weapon?
It will definitely not be as well as your soul weapon, but still more than enough to make a huge profit. That is if I were to desire wealth…
I'm in your debt! Tell me what you need and I'll give it to you!"
Jason didn't expect to hear something like that and could only look at Haepha in confusion as he remembered the other ingots he had perfectly refined to.
'I can request something from her?... But what do I need right now?'
Jason was sure what he needed right now, however, it was not like Haepha could give him time.
Time was something Jason required a lot! He wanted to improve his strength after all. Other than that, he had everything he needed!
After his bloodline awakening, Jason was sure that he would need a new weapon, as the pseudo-mana grade-2 light longsword wouldn't be strong enough to cope with him for a long time.
If he were to think about it, a pseudo-mana grade-2 weapon should be able to cope with him up to the Mid Lique stage that was comparable to the late Grandmagus rank.
Until he would reach this kind of combat prowess and mana to insert into a weapon, some time would have to pass.
Yet, after he received a new weapon, Jason was sure that he would be able to use it until he had attained the Mid Prismar stage!
As such, he couldn't help but mumble
"I just want to rest for one day before refining my physique…"
Suddenly he got an Idea as he added
"How about you give Shane and Dalia something? I've never thanked them for taking me as their disciple, this could be considered a small gift!"
When Shane heard this he couldn't help but smile lightly thinking that Jason was just unable to tell what he needed right now while Dalia smiled brightly.
At the same time, it seemed like Haepha had an idea as she said
"I will give both Shane and Dalia one item they desire if you spar against me! It's not important whether you'll win against me after I've adjusted my strength. Your only task is to spar with me. Doesn't that sound nice?"
She wanted to find out multiple things by sparring with Jason which included Jason's strength as a halfling, who had undergone a bloodline awakening.
At the same time, Haepha wanted to see how powerful Jason's new weapon was.
Jason would never decline a spar against an Old one because he might be able to learn lots of things he was unaware of before.
However, he couldn't help but think that he should be unable to control his aura during the sparring, which would mean that others might notice him.
After he explained the problem he thought off, Haepha took out a small cube before saying
"With this, you won't have to worry about anyone!"
With that being said, Jason accepted Haepha's request to fight.
He had yet to find out how strong he was too!
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