[Silver Ash] - Become The Strongest In Another World
CHAPTER 310: Blood and Divination (2)

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(I thought he was just a useless boy.)

Lying casually on the altar, the Dragon King who controlled the Blood and Divination Seal, Azhar, made a brief assessment of the situation as he watched the figure of the boy who was busy swinging the sword.

Instead of training, the blond boy was busy swinging his sword in a fierce fight against the large group of centipedes, whose size was even on par with his own.

It had been a week since Azhar had made Cryll her student, and since then she had been tormenting Cryll with her crazy schedule and training methods. It was so exhausting that Cryll could feel his life on the edge every time the rest session began.

Even so, whenever Cryll felt like dying due to the weight of the training given, Azhar immediately gave a threat that made Cryll continue his training. This was the vile method that Azhar thought of after she examined Cryll's memories.

(That scoundrel caused this to happen. If he doesn't mess up, then everything will go according to the prophecy.)

Azhar silently clicked her tongue as she thought of the deviation that had occurred.

(Why did he have to meet that bastard? I thought that bastard had lived happily in his seal.)

Just thinking about that black-haired bastard with a black crown alone had already made his mood deteriorate, but he had now become even more annoyed because that figure had messed up his prophecy.

Because of that bastard, the prophecy became invalid, and reality has slid into a different groove than it should.

This should have been a big deal, but seeing as things were still going smoothly, Azhar started to think about it again.

If the groove is completely changed, then there should be a time loop caused by 'the figure', and Charmon will detect it before finally reporting it to Azhar.

But since everything is still running in this groove, then that means no repetition of time.

Unfortunately Azhar has lost its ability to detect repetition or distortion of time that occurs because it has experienced it too often. Right now, the one who can detect it is probably just a Charmon, considering he is a Dragon King who rules Time.

(Shall I report this to Charmon and Ephilus? )

Azhar thought long for a moment, weighing which option was worth taking.

And after considering it further, Azhar chose to save the matter first. There was no point in reporting a half-baked situation to them. Moreover, he could not just leave his place and call him another Dragon King to gather.

Azhar grew bored, and she almost fell asleep while watching Cryll's figure still busy facing dozens of living centipedes.

The sword Cryll used was not the sword he used to wear, nor even the sword from Geist. It was nothing more than an ordinary sword, which he could obtain from the store at a very cheap price.

The quality is very poor, and can not scratch the body of a centipede at all.

From that, it was clear that this training method was like torture that would kill Cryll at any time. But that's not what he really meant.

After memorizing the movements of all the centipedes around him, Cryll immediately jumped back, positioning his legs like he was about to run fast. Then, his figure suddenly disappeared.

One centipede that had been about to attack Cryll suddenly fell stiff on the floor, having a slash mark on the slit of his scales.

(These swords can't even scratch their outermost bodies. But, if I target a gap in his body, it is not impossible to directly injure him.)

The result was exactly as Cryll had imagined. Although hard, each centipede had a very soft and weak body within their 'armor.

From the beginning, this exercise was applied to train Cryll's ability to see gaps. If he wasn't so smart as to realize it, then he would have been fighting jotos with those centipedes by now. Which, of course, is a very futile thing.

After the intensity of the centipede attacks began to decrease as the number continued to decrease, Azhar instantly took out a few more centipedes from her blood which formed a pond on the floor.

She will not stop doing this until she feels Cryll is considered worthy in her eyes.

(Unfortunately I don't understand what Queen Phantasmal is thinking and planning.)

Azhar let out a heavy sigh as she began to devise hundreds of possible scenarios. However, none of that could lead him to the 'possible truth'.

Queen Phantasmal is completely unpredictable. Azhar herself did not understand why time was constantly being repeated.

For all he knew, there was one time loop that was very influential, and it would turn the future in a different direction. It does not escape a future that has already happened.

A future filled with chaos, a timeline in which even dragonoids were wiped out. You could say, it was the apocalypse.

Perhaps Queen Phantasmal wanted to avoid that route by repeating time hundreds, or even thousands of times. Azhar does not know the exact number.

And maybe because you want to avoid that route too, the Phantasmal Queen had to give 'premonition' to the Dragon King who controlled the Blood and Divination Seal.

Of course, if the reason was not to avoid the apocalypse, Azhar would not have complied with Queen Phantasmal's wish to keep the prophecy.

But everything is different now.

Everything has gone a different route than predicted.

This was indeed puzzling, but Azhar had no choice but to continue.

Even if his predictions missed, he should still try to keep the future from being too deviated from the path that Queen Phantasmal has provided.

And to do that, Azhar has created a plan that she thinks is pretty good.

The prophecy of the Phantasmal Queen had completely missed, so that what came was not 'her destined'. Even so, at least Azhar gets compensation in the form of 'people close to her who are destined'.

As soon as he read Cryll's soul, Azhar was immediately startled by a fact he had never known before.

And now he's taking advantage of that, by making Cryll his apprentice. If Cryll can become as powerful as Azhar hoped, even if the flow of this world does not work as it should, at least there are still pawns that can maintain its route. And Azhar's goal is to maximize the potential of the piece.

Azhar silently smiled as she watched Cryll finish off all the centipedes one by one.

(I hate to admit it, but I've lost because that bastard has pulled the boy to his side first.)

(I will not accept this.)

Azhar stood up, and her figure instantly disappeared.

He reappears right in front of Cryll who is getting tired from a day of fighting against centipedes.

"First lesson, never let your guard down."

A powerful punch was instantly launched into Cryll's stomach, making him spit out all the air in his stomach and lungs out.

The blow was not as strong as the one Azhar gave at the time of her first encounter with Cryll. The blow this time did not make Cryll fly away. Or maybe it's because Cryll was able to hold it? Azhar doesn't care.

He walks over to Cryll quietly, and while Cryll is preparing, he disappears again and immediately appears right behind Cryll.

"The second lesson, you're a beginner, so always assume you'll lose if you don't put all your strength out of the fight."

Azhar dealt a blow with the edge of her hand right at Cryll's neck, and it made Cryll spit out blood due to a sudden attack.

Not stopping there, Azhar then jumped up a little and gave a powerful kick after spinning once in the air.

Cryll flew away, but he tried to hold it in his own posture and strength.

"Lesson three, don't rampage indistinctly when you lose, but try to think hard to develop better techniques for you to win next time."

Azhar suddenly transformed into a cluster of centipedes the same size as the one that attacked Cryll earlier, and this time she darted rapidly towards Cryll.

"I'm used to this one! "

Cryll raised his sword, preparing to attack the weakest part of the centipede. However, he had not had time to attack, one of the centipedes suddenly moved out of line and was already wrapped around his body from behind.

His body could not move, and an amused sensation ran through his entire body as the centipede's legs tickled his skin.

The other centipede crept through the air, trying to get close to Cryll, and one by one they began to show a strong aura of intimidation as their thorn-like legs scoured Cryll's neck.

"The fourth lesson, given the enemy's attack pattern might be good, but it only works when you're fighting an honest being with a low level of intelligence. Always assume that you're going to face an enemy who's smart and cunning, so they don't outwit you."

Indeed, most people lose to those who are cunning. Cryll just realized that now.

Those who are cunning, whether they are humanoids or monsters, tend to have a myriad of tricks to defeat opponents.

By showing a constant pattern of attacks, their opponents will assume that they can win if they make certain moves. However, the opponent would not know that it was actually just a trap.

When an opponent moves to adjust the strategy to their movement pattern, then that is where the opponent loses. Because their movements have been completely controlled.

Worst of all, most of them will not realize that they have been controlled. Well, in the end it will all lead to death, so there is nothing that can be done as well even if they understand his cunning strategies at the end of the fight.

Cryll doesn't really understand about this because he's not used to it yet.

So far, his opponents were people and monsters who always fought with all their abilities. He had by no means met with those who possessed cunning sense with a myriad of dirty tricks.

Now Cryll understands it.

"Thank you for telling me! "

The twists of Azhar's centipede body still made it difficult for her to move, but Cryll was now able to move her hand even if it was only a little.

And by relying on that, he pointed the sword down, then dropped it by adding a little more power.

The tip of the sword slid straight towards the gap of the body on one of the centipedes, but the sword itself never got there, but instead was captured by the foot of the centipede which quickly squeezed the sword to shreds.

The twists on his body also became stronger, and made Cryll inevitably have to wriggle in pain.

Azhar suddenly transformed into her humanoid form, and instantly kicked Cryll back to the altar.

"Last lesson, somewhat contrary to the third lesson; find as many solutions as possible, use all means so that you can win. Never fight with the same person twice, but be sure to beat them in the first try. Your experience won't grow by beating the same enemy over and over."

Listening to it all without missing it in the slightest, Cryll now understood why Noelle had never tried to be serious against him.

(Because he won't thrive, huh? )

At the thought of it, annoyance instantly flashed in Cryll's head. He could not accept that humiliation, but at the same time also could not help but admire the person who would not bother to waste his time fighting with the weaker one.

Now she remembered, Noelle had never fought the same figure repeatedly, except that it was for the purposes of experimentation and sparing practice.

"That damn bastard …."

Azhar who saw Cryll slowly stood up and took out Geist inevitably smiled.

It is not as strong as the boy in the prophecy, but this one is also not inferior.

(Their unlimited potential is quite similar to each other.)

What sets them apart is the way of life and the method of training. If both were trained with the same method and portion, then the development of their strength would always be balanced, with no one winning or losing.

In the end, Azhar got a pretty good piece now.

(Let's see, whose student will win. Me, or you, black-crowned bastard.)

Azhar secretly declares her war on a foreign entity called Noir.

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