The roaring flames swept across the river bank, bringing up a stream of steam. Even the river water seemed to be cut apart by an invisible giant blade.
Shana retracted her blade and exhaled softly.
"Not bad. You've made great progress."
Standing on the riverbank and watching the scene in front of him, Fangzheng nodded in satisfaction. Beside him, Alastor's voice was also filled with a sigh.
"The instantaneous destructive power caused by releasing the flames after restraining them is almost no less than my full strength. I didn't expect you to have such a suggestion."
"It's not bad to read more novels and anime."
As he spoke, Fangzheng glanced at the novel in his hand.
"There is no limit to the human imagination. You may think that things used for entertainment are just a waste of time, but many of the inspirations and principles in them are very good. Well done, young lady. You've mastered the Force. "
"Hmm …."
If it was the previous Alastor, he would have refuted Fangzheng's words. But after witnessing all this with his own eyes, he had nothing to say. What was originally just a whimsical description in a novel could actually play such a huge role in the hands of a Mist Warrior. This made Alastor wonder if his previous evaluation of human creations was too low.
"Hmph … .it's not that bad."
"Then next, you still have to pay attention to the training of swordsmanship …. Your power is not just used to release Getta Rays …."
"I understand."
Hearing Fangzheng's words, Shana's expression suddenly turned serious. She clenched the blade in her hand and looked forward again. With a bang, the flames under the girl's feet suddenly erupted. Shana's whole body streaked across like a bolt of lightning. She shouted, raised the blade, and swung it forward. In the blink of an eye, three sword marks appeared on the ground. The blade in Shana's hand continued to slash continuously, easily tearing the boulder in front of her into pieces like a meat grinder.
This was another way of using the power of flames, a form of support.
And the reason why Shana started using this method was also because of Fangzheng's reminder. Previously, Fangzheng couldn't stand the sight of her being too engrossed in using flames to release attacks, so he gave her this suggestion. Of course, in the beginning, Shana didn't agree with Fangzheng's words. In her opinion, the best defense was offense. As long as she could constantly increase the power of the attack, then the enemy would be completely destroyed.
Fangzheng didn't say much. He handed the ring he got from the 'hunter' to Tiria and signaled for Shana to fight.
"Burn as much as you want. If you burn even a strand of hair, it's my loss."
So that day, for the first time, Shana tasted the fear of being dominated by fire.
From then on, the young girl never mentioned anything about it again. Instead, she began to study other ways to use the Power of Flame. Up until now, the combination of flames, the ability to fly freely in the sky, and the shield formed from flames were all techniques that the girl had developed. Although it wasn't very beautiful, it was quite practical. Even Alastor couldn't stop praising it.
"By the way, how's your Comfort Technique going?"
Shana let out a sigh of relief and turned to look at Fangzheng curiously. She hadn't seen Fangzheng practice the Comfort Technique, but he didn't seem to have given up. Because when she met Rami the 'Corpse Collector' before, he also inadvertently sighed with emotion at Fangzheng's wonderful ideas. From the few words that he revealed, Shana could guess that Fangzheng wanted to create a very powerful Comfort Technique. To be honest, she was also quite curious about it, but Fangzheng didn't demonstrate it in front of her, which made her feel quite puzzled.
"It's almost done, but I still need to test it."
"Then take it out and let me see."
"No way."
But Fangzheng shook his head and rejected Shanna's request.
"To be honest, I'm not sure how powerful this Comfort Technique is. It might be very strong, but it might also be very weak. It's fine if it's the latter, but if it's the former … well, I admit that I don't have enough confidence to let you go just yet. So it's more meaningful for me to save this Comfort Technique for when I'm facing an enemy. "
"I see …."
Hearing Fangzheng's answer, Shana frowned a little unwillingly, but she didn't say much. However, she didn't say much. She knew this man very well. He would only act when he was absolutely sure of the outcome. And Fangzheng would never do something he wasn't sure of. So since he said so, she could only listen.
"Okay, let's call it a day."
"Huh?"
Shana was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked at the time.
"It's not time yet, right?"
"I suddenly remembered that I have something to deal with. Let's call it a day. Go back and watch more movies and animations. Maybe there's something you can use."
After saying this, Fangzheng waved his hand, then turned around and walked to the other side of the river bank. Watching Fangzheng leave, Shana pouted in dissatisfaction. Then she took back the Seal, yawned, then turned around and walked into the apartment.
Walking through the shopping street.
Passing through the crowded crowd.
Climbing the steps.
Crossing the bridge by the river.
"The scenery is not bad."
Standing on the hillside, Fangzheng squinted his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him. In front of him was the panoramic view of Yuqi City, and he was now standing on a hillside not far from the suburbs. Behind him was a dense forest. Under his feet was a calm flowing river, but Fangzheng didn't care about these trivial things. He just put his hands in his pockets, looked forward, and then said without looking back.
"Come out."
"Splash."
Following Fangzheng's voice, a figure fell from the sky and landed steadily in front of Fangzheng.
It was a woman with short pink hair, dressed in an ancient maid costume. She stared coldly at Fangzheng without saying a word. The corners of Fangzheng's mouth curled up slightly, and he looked at the woman in front of him with a smile. For a moment, both of them fell into silence. After a while, Fangzheng raised his brows.
"What? Peeping and stalking, you don't even dare to say your name? Are all Mist Warriors this kind of perverted stalker? "
"My name is Will Amina Kamel."
Perhaps provoked by Fangzheng's attitude, the woman replied coldly. And hearing this name, Fangzheng revealed a curious expression.
"So it's you?"
Of course, Fangzheng had heard of this woman's name from Shana and Alastor. According to Shana, this woman had been taking care of her since she was born. The relationship between the two was quite good, and because of this, Fangzheng's anger from being peeped was slightly reduced.
"You're here to see Shana?"
Hearing this name from Fangzheng's mouth, the maid's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Half of it. I haven't seen her for a long time, and I also want to see her progress. But … "
Speaking until here, the maid changed the topic.
"..... After seeing her, I was very disappointed."
"Oh?"
Hearing the maid's words, Fangzheng snorted softly. The maid didn't care at all and continued talking.
"When I parted with her, she was very heroic and awe-inspiring. She was able to recognize her mission and grow in the most appropriate way for a Mist Warrior. For a nurturer like me, she is the most ideal form. "
"…"
Hearing this, Fangzheng didn't say anything. He just narrowed his eyes slightly. The maid continued talking.
"But now …"
Recalling what she had just seen, the maid felt incomparably furious. The Mist Warrior whom she had high hopes for had actually left school and returned home together with an ordinary human. Furthermore, he had even nonchalantly revealed an expression that shouldn't have appeared on her ….
"… But she has fallen. Not only did she forget her duty, but she also mingled with ordinary people. The great vessel that we nurtured with our own hands, the sword of unquestionable mission, is gathering dust in a place like this … "
The maid's expression was as cold as ice. Her anger seemed to freeze the air. But Fangzheng didn't seem to care at all. He stretched out his finger to pick his ear.
"The great vessel?"
While speaking, Fangzheng blew on his finger, then looked at the maid in front of him.
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