Time Chamber In DxD

Chapter 10

"If what my daughter said is correct..."

His mind briefly flashed to the conversation he had with Akeno, of how Igor still treated her normally despite her heritage.

"...then yes. I'll trust the brat."

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|DxD|

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It was around 10:00 in the morning. After settling the little squabble Igor had with Shuri and Akeno, the young blonde had taken to going outside. He didn't know if Baraquiel did it on purpose, but his weighted clothing was still left at where he dropped it off.

Shuri had offered him one of Baraquiel's jackets but at a rare moment of respect, Igor had replied:

'Sorry Aunty. My father taught me that a man does not share clothing with another man. Even if I am not a proper man yet, I am not his son. I am a son of Dimori. Therefore, you giving me, the son of another man, his clothing, would be the same as slapping him in the face.'

To say Shuri was upset at being called 'aunty' was an understatement. But she stomached this resentment in favour of acknowledging his reasons for not wanting any clothing.

This left the blonde with only his torn and worn pants. However, he didn't have a problem at his current state. Being topless and barefoot was already how he mostly was in the time chamber when he was meditating.

So repeating what he usually did when outside the time chamber, he scoured the yard and found a nice tree to sit down and lean against.

Crossing his legs, he began meditating. He calmed his breaths in line with his raging ki. The moment he breathed in, his ki surged enough to create a faint blue aura cloak on his body. But when he breathed out, the aura retreated into his body.

He repeated the process over and over again. Each time when he breathed in, the aura of ki surrounding his body would grow thicker and opaquer and when he breathed out, it would retreat into his body completely.

What Igor was doing was a ki-control method of 'Push-and-Pull'. Everytime he breathed in, he would power up in stages, circulating his ki faster and more forcefully. When he breathed out, he would draw in all that ki as quickly as possible within the time of a single breath. If all his ki is withdrawn into his body, then he can ascend to the next stage and power up further. If there is even a faint outline of wisp of aura by the end of the breath, then he will have to stay within that stage and hone his control. It also works the same way for drawing in breath. If he winces during the process of powering up, then he must remain within that stage until mastery.

Although this exercise seems pointless or time-wasting on the surface, it was extremely important in that, mastery over this exercise can influence battles in an instant. In fights, the one who can masterfully control their energy output can instantly power up to deliver crucial blows, or decrease that output to maintain their stamina.

'Fighters who can maintain a higher energy output without leakage will have a higher chance of winning, even if their opponent is more powerful than them.' -Nakamura

It was one of the few things Igor picked up from Nakamura's book. Training his body served to increase the capacity of his ki while meditating like this served to hone his control over it. However, Igor had started to see diminishing returns in his training.

In the last decade(year), the rate of his strength increases had decreased by almost half, causing him to have some concerns. But a quick analysis simply told him that he was reaching the limits of his current physique.

That is why even while meditating, Igor had a plan of action in mind.

[I'll spend one last year in the time chamber before hiding somewhere in the Himalayas and wait to grow up. Although it pains me, maybe six-years will be needed before I can build up more potential. Once I reach age ten, I can boost my body's strength even further. If I remember correctly, things should start getting hectic somewhere before the 2010 world cup, right? My memory's shaky after so long. But I do know I must keep an eye out for some red-dragon...guy? Wait. It was the red-dragon...what was it again?]