Fabled Weapon | [Book 1]

Chapter 13 | Venturing

After the Slime Monster are defeated, the dungeon now have a new king, which is Boreas the Fenrir. He decided to stay in the cave for a while, as his new home, and while also Recovering his injuries.

Boreas and Timor were just having a conversation in the bottom floor of the dungeon, and a rather loud one.

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"What!?" Exclaim Timor in confusion.

"You are free to go, Timor. I am not able to teach you anymore." Explain Boreas.

"But why??" Asked Timor again.

"You have learned my Shikai without me even teaching you. I say you are ready for dragons on your own." Explain Boreas again.

Timor thought back on their battle against the Slime.

(That time, I Was only helping Master Boreas by restoring his mana, and helped him for only two times. After just that now he said I'm ready?? Well, I guess I did learned Shikai rather fast, in my first try...)

Timor is confused and surprised, he doesn't think that learning Shikai would make such a difference.

"Why so surprised? You still don't believe in yourself?" This time Boreas Asked Timor a question, and small smirk on his lip.

"Well.... I mean, I didn't do much in the battle, I'm just a little confused...." Answer Timor while looking down, still pondering on what did he do to deserve this.

"Hold on, you said "didn't do much"? Should I remind you on what you did?" Said Boreas as the smirk grown wider. "Firstly, you hold off the Slime while it's flying towards me, second, you pinned it against a wall,  third, you managed to learned Shikai in mere seconds, and lastly, you shoot the Slime while it's jumping around! And the Slime is faster than me!"

Boreas looks down to Timor with a proud expression.

"Timor, my disciple, you. Are. Ready."

After Boreas said that, Timor finally can feel a little bit proud of himself. Timor smiles at the reminder of what he have contributed to the battle. He opened his mouth, about to thank his master but Boreas spoke before he could.

"And stop comparing yourself with me, it's not fair for you." Said Boreas bluntly.

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Timor left the cave with a new found confidant, ..... *Growl*..... and a grumbling stomach. Timor had spend a night in the cave and now it's morning, the sun are bright and the air are fresh.

(I'm alone now, but it's fine. I'm ready!) Thinks Timor.

Timor walks in the forest and looks up around the trees, searching for fruits. He finds a bunch of apple shaped fruits but have a blue color, hanging on a tree, ripe and fresh to eat.

Timor climbs the tree with ease, and picked one of the fruits. He then takes a bite. The taste of sweetness invade his mouth after he takes a bite.

While munching Timor sits at the tree branch and enjoys the morning scenery, as his mind wonders.

(It's been months... And I'm already this strong. Wow, it's really scary. I'm scary)

Timor chuckles to himself.

He stops and stares at the sky.