《Villainess and Grimoire》Chapter 127 – Training Arc
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I return back inside to resume the training, picking the silver sword instead of the wooden one making Ray smile faintly.
I do some heavy swings with it while maintaining a natural outer layer of mana on my hands and feet warming my body up again.
"If too heavy for you just keep up with the wooden one, no need to pressure your body that far."
"I can manage!" I wave the sword rather freely and then stare into the mirror, at my reflection, and use illusion once again bringing the skeleton enemy back.
"Posture!" Teacher order makes my back stretch fully and I charge mana into the usual spots along with mana coating my sword.
'This time I'll beat you skeleton!'
"For this round focus on parrying the attacks, Iris!"
The skeleton does a vertical cut to which I respond by a diagonal one close to its tip forcing it to go left and my body right.
"Good but try to hit closer to the middle of his sword, it'll require less strength then."
"Alright teacher, I'll attempt it."
The enemy failing to hit me decides to do a large horizontal slash, to what I block by vertically slashing with all my strength, ending up breaking his sword in half surprising myself.
"I assume that wasn't supposed to happen," I gaze at my teacher who adds," well it's not uncommon, since it's an illusion just think of a sword appearing below him."
I concentrate on teacher words and a new sword really does appear, to which I point downwards and the skeleton replaces the one in his hand with it.
'In a way, it wouldn't be weird if the skeleton improved his combat prowess as well while I do too, right?' I concentrate on this thought imagining him like that giving some sort of ego while at it.
The skeleton starts shrieking and then laughs making the mouth teeth hit each other rather violently.
"Uh... did you do something Iris?" The teacher gazes at me noticing the weird behavior watching my face dumbfounded," I see... well might as well give him the ability to talk while at it, so you get used to defeating foes with some emotions and stuff."
"I... think this is creepy enough as it is," both the skeleton and Ray start laughing loudly making me facepalm.
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'Though making him able to talk could be interesting, let's attempt it,' I focus on that thought, and then my eyes open and the skeleton disappears.
Notice: Mana has been completely depleted.
"What now Iris?"
"My mana ended, so the illusion was canceled, it consumes some mana progressively, so I'll do normal swings instead."
"Very well, I'll go to the market buy some food, be back in a bit."
"Alright, take your time Ray, and don't forget some carrots for the soup!" I wave him goodbye as he leaves the dojo after nodding lightly, and then I spend a few hours swinging the sword as he taught me.
'What did I accomplish within these few hours of training status?'
Notice: Mirror is now level five, swordsmanship level sixty-three, sword arts level fifty-two, slight intelligence boost level thirty-five, and posture level eight.
'Oh damn, that command actually worked!?'
Notice: Due to the recent evolution to the unique tier a lot more commands are available.
'Is that so? Well in a way it does make sense, that's pretty amazing and it makes me able to not waste time checking the entire status screen,' I smile happily at the positive changes.
"Hey, blondie are you done?" I look at the dojo entrance in the middle of the wall," yes! Did you bring everything I asked for?"
"I think so, go take a shower and change clothes then you can try out your new recipe."
"Sure mirror revoke," I reply happily,' it's been quite fun living with teacher Ray, at the beginning we used to fight a lot, and he still calls me blondie which I got used to it, since he did it with my mother, so in a way, it reminds me of her.'
I head to the bathroom to prepare a bath,' I wonder how my parents are doing, should see if I can sneak out and visit them even if I have to run forth and back,' I chuckle at the tiresome yet wonderful idea.
Once inside it, I start undressing placing the clothes in a straw basket with no lid, and then rotate the faucet and water starts filling the tub." "I really do wonder what's the trick to make water come out warm or cold, whoever created this must be a genius!" I giggle and then slowly enter the tub feeling the water level rise, and as it does my body is slowly submerged all the way to the neck.
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"Being short has its benefits," I smile happily touching the water with my right hand and then passing it softly on my cheeks warming them up," I bend my legs allowing my head to fall inside the water and then two seconds later I stretch them returning to my original position.
"The worst thing of having such a great element is that purely by just using mana I feel cold from it, it obviously gets a lot worse when I converge my mana to the ice element... Even if I max the ice and cold resistances the odds are that I'll always feel some cold from using it."
I gaze at the ceiling and relax thinking about something peculiar.
'Wondering what witch title would suit me, maybe not something as profound as my sister achievements, I don't want to be a walking calamity, or a death bringer, not interested in being a peerless general either, and lastly but not least possessing unfathomable power whatever that is, I'm way to powerless for that,' I grab a pink soap along with a small scrub a bit longer compared to the one I use for the dishes and start rubbing my body with it.
"Witch of ice? I also use swords so maybe something to do with both? Ice swordsman!" I chuckle from rubbing under my feet," that doesn't sound very witch-like... Is there something that would sound good enough? Witch of coldness? Ah... times like these that I realize my naming sense is terrible, except for the adorable witch, her name belonged to one of the book stories I read in my past world, and once the other ones awaken, I know what to name them," a hopeful and bright smile fills my expression thinking on having more sisters.
"Being able to increase my family thanks to the mistake of the gods, in a way, I'm thankful they cursed my class, even if it's corroding my sanity in the process, I need to somehow surpass the brainwash resistance, just not sure how... I really need to start figuring things out otherwise I'm always depending on others to help me..." I look into the water which is still ending up seeing my reflection, my cute childish face with a small nose, small thin lips, green eyes, round small ears, and short blonde air.
'Perhaps... I need to stop thinking this way and instead of depending on people, I should seek the help of those who know instead, appraise me a solution that enables me to fight this brainwash power.'
Notice: 50 mana has been deducted.
[Suggestion to appraise your cursed skills as each has a special function that can enable your growth.]
'Please do show me everything! I wish to improve somehow!' Hoping that my pleas are heard the mechanical voice starts resounding in my head granting me knowledge.
Notice: 1000 mana has been deducted.
[They will now be analyzed according to appraisal level.]
[Soul Manifestation can be used to create things in exchange for soul power.]
[Endless Growth grants a faster growth of the body, better learning speed.]
[Endless Cap can increase skill potential which has reached the max level.]
[Endless Awakening allows entities and things to awaken.]
[Profane Sealing concedes the seal to block the freedom of entities and things.]
[Profane Connection enables contact with entities and sentient objects.]
[Suggestion to use endless cap skill in the brainwash resistance one, highly advised to do it in the mirror world.]
I bend my legs once more and rub my hair to remove any soap leftovers, then take off the tub stopper enabling the water to flush out.
I stretch my legs and with the support of both my hands on each side of the tub I get up slowly to not trip or slip.
Then allow the excess of the water to fall before stepping out while reaching out for a tower on top of the washbasin, then I start drying my hair and body.
When I finish, I get out and dry my feet, then I head to my room while inside the towel.
Once inside I open the wardrobe and pick some clothes, a long black sleeve shirt, and brown pants, along with white panties, black socks, and small brown boots, making me look kind of tomboyish.
"Mirror," once it appears I began walking to it while speaking," well then time to have some fun with this new knowledge."
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