Chapter 18: Cyan training

Arlom has woken up in the same spot, which he had fainted yesterday.

It has been a few hours since he could not stay awake for much longer, because of the wounds he had received while he was fighting his own dark-self. These wounds, were only in his mind and were nothing more than illusions, nevertheless, the pain he felt was very real.

Unlike any physical wound, this ones, can’t be healed back by just using potions or by using the body own regeneration capabilities; they can be healed, but only, through the use of his own mind and willpower, and this is why, he was having problems to stay awake, to be able to fix his mind, he needs to enter into a deep slumber.

Arlom could only give up the silly thoughts that he will recover after a day of sleep, but now he has other more important matter to care about. Getting back on his feet, finally, the 4 day has arrived, and now, it should be around 5 am.

Arlom thought that, the clock inside Cyan, should be waking him up, in around about 2 hours or more, and he wished this to be with half an hour of margin of error, but sadly, that was never the case.

[Arlom]: “That damn stomach of Cyan” Was the only thing Arlom could say to himself, the stomach of Cyan was doing a scarily precise job, which would put any clock into shame.

Nevertheless, he still needs to pretend he was unhurt, and to do this, he has to put his everything is fine mask, and try to act like, he is not wounded at all in front of Cyan, just to try to fool him. And even if he has recover somewhat from his wounds after a night of sleep, it would still take a few more days, to make a full recovery, but he still needs to think a way, to keep training Cyan while he recovers.

Keep throwing rocks at him?

Arlom could only thought was ‘Don’t joke with me’.

He can barely stand while trying to act like normal, let alone, going all around while throwing stones at Cyan. His stupid disciple, would take notice that, Arlom was not in top health if he did that. Letting out a sigh, Arlom could only shake his head while he started to clean out the kitchen.

How should he be training Cyan right now? Keep training Cyan speed was still a must, and the speed of Cyan was increasing each day, in a nice and predictable rate.

Cyan movements still need a lot of polish, but that was nothing to be worry about right now. What Arlom was most worry about, was Cyan understandings of the laws, which was progressing in a scary and unpredictable rate.

For someone that was claiming, that, he has come from a planet, were, they don’t teach you how to use your own mana, it sure doesn’t looked like that at all to Arlom, and let’s not start talking about his understanding of the other laws, like the law of Name, and the law of Gravity.

In the end, the overall rate which Cyan was growing, was totally outside the scale charts in this regard. That’s is why Arlom felt that Cyan was cheating him somehow, but, each time he thought that, he would see that stupid… I mean, stunned and honest expression in Cyan face, when he has made a breakthrough in his understandings of laws. Arlom could only give up, on that silly idea.

Arlom could only assume now, that Cyan was a top genius and he should be feeling proud about that; any fifteen to sixteen year old kid, in any of the six surrounding Kingdoms, would be left behind in the dust, nevertheless, this has its own issues too. Now that Arlom can’t ‘just’ keep throwing stones at him, how Cyan should be training from now on?

Teaching him how to use mana? That was a sure way to keep him busy, but, if he does something stupid, which, Arlom can guaranteed that, something dangerously stupid will definitely happen, when that happen, he will not be able to save or even help his disciple in his current broken status.

For example, let’s say Arlom teach him about using mana, to cast a summoning spell for Cyan to form a contract with a partner which whatever things he summons.

And then, Cyan summons an uncontrollable beast, which would wreak havoc inside the cave, with the possibility of hurting or even killing Cyan in the process. Arlom would be powerless about it.

Arlom could only shake that idea off his brain. He could totally picture Cyan summoning a stupidly huge dragon.

This was the kind of stupidity that Arlom was most worry about, Cyan hurting or killing himself just because of his huge amount of mana, and scary grow rate would become uncontrollable at some point, and without Arlom being able to protect him right now, it would surely end badly, for the both of them.

However Arlom could not just give up and do nothing about Cyan training, he knew, the kind of stupid kid his disciple was, he can’t just say stay here and rest a few day, without Cyan doing something stupid.

But, most of all, they are in a tight schedule, only 26 more days for the protection of the Monster king to end, and after that, every hunter and every monster, would come after their lives.

Arlom could only put a serious face, while he was doing the chores and he was thinking what to do. He needs to make Cyan ready to combat, for when that time comes, and because of that, they can’t just waste any time, just because he was lightly hurt, and could not personally supervise Cyan training for a few days.

In actual fact, Arlom should be in bed, sleeping in a comatose state while recovering, rather than, cleaning the kitchen, that’s how bad his wounds are, but, he still was forcing himself to stay awake while he could.

He only needs to fool Cyan for a few hours per day, and, even if he can’t fool Cyan in the end, he still needs to think a way to training him, he can’t just leave the helplessly weak Cyan without anything to do… but, with a soft voice, that Arlom could only heard, he speak to himself.

[Arlom]: “‘This won’t do, I am protecting him too much, and I can’t train him by myself now, maybe, it was my mistake thinking like this all long, in that case, there is only a way now…”

Arlom could not keep putting this act in front of Cyan for much longer, he needs to buy time for himself, and he needs to train Cyan at the same time.

At the end, he has to come out with one solution and fast, and maybe he knows a way.

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Cyan was waking up almost jumping out his bed.

He was full of energy after sleeping for a whole day in a comfortable bed, and after recovering from all of his wounds and fatigue, he was ready for anything that Arlom would throw at him, in the literal sense.

Today was the day, he was ready to dodge each and every stone that his master would throw at him, while he was aiming for the perfect score 100 of 100 consecutives stones dodged, after all, Arlom has promised him, he will teach him magic spells if he just managed to do that somehow.

After waking up, Cyan notice that, his master has not come yep, to wake him up, unlike the last time, nevertheless, Cyan did not minded, as he just continue doing his morning routine like he always did.

And like always, while he was doing some light exercises his stomach started to growl at him with angry and imaginary voice, which sounded just like his own voice, Cyan could only think it was saying something like this

‘Hey stop ignoring me, and lets go and eat breakfast, I very am hungry, hey!’

And like always, Cyan would ignore that voice, and continue with his morning program, what was more important? Of course having a healthy body that is.

[Cyan]: “1 2 3… 1 2 3…. 1 2 3…. 1 2 3… and done, now I am ready for a new day, but first, let’s go and eat something before we start training today”

Cyan was very hype up today.

The stomach of Cyan could only be grumpy about being ignored but, whatever, at the end of the day Cyan would always deliver the food for him, and that’s the only thing that matters to him

‘Let’s go, you are too slow, my grandma run faster than you’, ‘you don’t have a grandma’, ‘shut it’.

Cyan rushed to the kitchen, he could smell the delicious food made by his Master in the mornings like always, it has not being long but, Cyan has grown fond of the breakfast time with his Master that was also his Father.

After opening the door, he could see his Master behind the furnace while giving his back to him, in the same way as yesterday.

While watching the busily Arlom doing the breakfast, Cyan still could not believe he had slept for so long, should he not feel slowest and stiff? Then why, his body felt so refreshed and full of energy?

He even felt very happy at something, like something good has happen to him last night before he went to sleep, but he could not remember what it was, in the end Cyan could only shrug that feeling of having forgotten something off his mind.

Before taking a sit, Cyan took the time to talk to his Master while giving him a morning salute.

[Cyan]: “Good morning Master, did you had a good night of sleep?”

Arlom only nodded his head as a reply, without turning around, Cyan could only think his master was a man of few words after all.

Because it was as perfect time as like any other, Cyan started to talk Arlom about what he thought last night.

[Cyan]: “Master, I am sorry for not being of any help for you, I would feel better, if you let me help you, to gather the food from now on, no, rather, please Master, allow me to help you, from now I also want to gather food, it is a humble request from your disciple”

Arlom could only let out an inaudible sigh, while shaking his head.

Even his Cyan was at his back, Arlom was very aware that, Cyan was, once again, bowing down his head to him.

It hasn’t been 4 full days, and Cyan was already requesting him to be allowed to be put to help, but, for him to be asking a food gathering task on his own, Arlom could only sighed to that, after all, food was very sparse in this forest and the competition for it was very strong and ferocious.

In other circumstance, Arlom would had not allowed Cyan to step out of this cave, without training him a lot more, but, he has realized his mistakes now, and, this ‘humble request’ of his disciple fit quite nicely with Arlom own agenda for the day.

It was actually, quite funny, how each time he was thinking how to make his disciple do something, Cyan himself would come running to him, begging him to do exactly that, without Arlom asking him to do it.

‘Well, at least it would be easier to fool him now’. This was Arlom only thought, there was not need to think a way to fool a fool, because they fool themselves in the end.

Arlom turned around to take look at the face filled with anticipation and eagerness of Cyan, which was wanting to be of any help for him.

Arlom could only nod his head as a sign that as he agrees with Cyan ‘own’ proposal.

For Cyan, even if Arlom had the same calm-serious expression he has almost-always, he could understand that, Arlom was feeling delighted of his disciple own proactivity.

[Arlom]: “Alright, but it is too late for you to help me with the food for breakfast because it is already done, but, after we eat breakfast, I will request you help me to gather and prepare the food for lunch and dinner”

[Cyan]: “I understand, and thank you Master”

Arlom could only shake his head side to side.

[Arlom]: “There is no need for you to give me your thanks, because you will be eating from that food too”

That’s right, why Cyan was such a silly person that would say thanks, when he was allowed to lend a hand and be put to help, he was acting the same as his own Mother would. Arlom could not help but to be reminded of her because of Cyan actions.

A while after that, the Master and disciple sited over the table, while sharing the breakfast food.

This time around, Arlom has not put out any poison for training Cyan resistances, at the end he only put out, mana control, and mana refining pills, mind development pills and muscle as well bone strengthening pills.

Arlom has already explained to Cyan about those pills beforehand, and which were the side effects, and he should not be too eager for eating a lot of those for a while, after today, because he would grow dependent on them in the future.

Nevertheless Cyan could not help but to ask about the missing poisons pills.

[Cyan]: “Master, why is there not a poison pill today too?”

Arlom nodded his head, this was a valid question, because increasing the resistances against poisons and pain was an important part of Cyan training after all… but, this won’t do this time around.

[Arlom]: “That’s because, you will be start doing another kind of training starting today and I afraid that it would only get on the way if I gave you the poison, so, it is to prevent you for getting hurt by it, or even worse you may lose your life because of it, if that were to happen, it would lost its purpose as training and it be stupid of my part to try to force training your resistances”

Cyan was almost stunned by Arlom revelations, a new training? What is this all about?

But Cyan could only nod to his Master explanation, that sounded quite logic. A new kind of training, were it would become too dangerous, if he forcefully keeps training his resistances, against poisons and pain.

A training that will kill you, was not training was not training but suicide, If that was not that putting the cart before the horse then, what is?

Cyan could now understand his Master intentions, and Cyan could only grow fonder of his Master, that was worrying about him.

Even if the new training would be dangerous, by not giving him the poison, it would not put him in any mortal danger, no in a million years; refusing to take out the poison after Cyan has asked for it, was all the proof he needed, at least that’s what Cyan thought.

Cyan was very proud of his own caring Master, but at the same time he was getting a little nervous, what new kind of training would be this time? What he would be doing now? Dodging even bigger rocks?

Cyan could not help but to ponder about it.

‘Maybe he will teach me how to use mana spells this time around’, Cyan eyes could only start to shine like starts, and his imagination was going wild, thinking about cool new ways to use mana for.

At the end Arlom needed to put stop to Cyan own imagination, because reality would always be far more fantastic than one own imagination after all.

[Arlom]: “Stop imagining weird things, and eat your food before it gets too cold”

Cyan was brought back to reality with the hard scolding of his Master, nevertheless wanted to know more about this subject.

[Cyan]: “Master can you at least tell me a about new training we will be doing?”

Cyan was still almost jumping out of his chair.

After watching Cyan, Arlom started pondering what he should be saying, to this energetic disciple, about the new training.

In the end he made the choice not to say anything, because it will be more fun… I mean effective, for Cyan training, to keep him guessing about it, maybe he can train that brain to think little bit too, while at it.

Arlom nodded his head.

[Arlom]: “I will be telling you, after you help me gathering the food for lunch and dinner, now, eat your food”

Cyan grew exited over the subject, he could not wait, even if wasn’t long he have arrived here, after a few days of training he felt so strong now, that he was wanting to keep training even more.

A new training, a new way to become even stronger, with his Master guiding him, he had nothing to be afraid of. What about the monster king? Cyan could only laugh at him in his mind, with his Master teachings, in a month time, no, rather in a 3 weeks, the monster king would be just a bug for Cyan to step on.

Cyan could suppress his excitement and go back to a correct sitting position.

[Cyan]: “I understand Master”

Back in his chair, Cyan started to eat the breakfast, which his caring a loving Master has prepared for him this morning,

The food compose of a pair of eggs of a unknown species, it was unknown from where they had come because they were green and red, nevertheless, by the smell it was giving off, Cyan could not help but to give them a try.

Not to his regret, even if the eggs were rather funny looking, the taste was exactly like back home, like how his father from earth would do it himself, it was nostalgic feeling.

Cyan eyes were becoming a little watery, but he could not be crying again in front of his Master, over a pair of eggs, he would be called stupid again, ‘no that can’t happen again’, Cyan steeled his mid and suppressed his tears while carrying on eating the food.

In other aspect, even if the eggs were rather funny look, Cyan stomach was not a picky eater after all, if the taste was good then everything was fine. Cyan wanted to retort back at his own stomach if he would eat poison if the taste was good, but this has already happen before, and the stomach refused to throw the poison out, so he could only give up to his stomach.

Over the table, there was also a soft bread that melted in your mouth, and there was even butter, ‘they have butter in this world? Even more, they have butter in this Death forest? Are you joking with me? Is not Arlom the perfect Master or what?’ Cyan could only think to himself.

To procure such abundant and tasty food for him, Cyan could not help but to feel even more moved by Arlom dedication, and his eagerness to help him to gather food grew even more. After Dark-Arlom was gone, Arlom the White, has come out at full fledge, at least that’s what Cyan was thinking to himself.

Before Cyan could reorganized his feelings, his Master having remembered something, started to speak to him again.

[Arlom]: “Oh right, before I forget, here take this”

Moving his hands under the table, he took out something and presented to Cyan as a gift, it was the inventory bag, an epic utility item, with 18 slots to put items in; it was an amazing gift to give and received.

While Cyan was being amazing by the inventory bag, in the other side of the table was Arlom.

He has already finished reviewing the [inventory] word, that Cyan has teach him, and after being sure it was as safe, if no more, than his old inventory bag, and that it can hold even more stuff, it is that, he regretfully choose to separate from his old inventory bag and gifted it to Cyan.

After all, Cyan [inventory] word was sealed, and Arlom could not transferred his [inventory] word to Cyan, but he could give him his old inventory bag.

This thing was already Arlom best friend, letting it go was very hard for him, if he could, he would had start calling this inventory bag after a name, but, giving a proper name to objects was rather uncommon and very hard to do.

Arlom could only let out a sigh that was not reflected in his face.