The 10 Legendary Swords
Calling an Heirloom Weapon

"Not bad ... Young people ..."

Arav brushes aside and dodges every attack from the middle-aged man who is in fact deadlier than he expected.

"I heard that in addition to having a killer air, he still has an heirloom weapon ..."

There are 10 types of heirloom objects in Antasia, certainly only owned by powerful fighters and heroes in its mass, some are inherited for offspring, some are inherited, one of them was the Wind King Sword that this opponent possessed.

"Topan Hurricanes is my nickname ... At least you recognized me from the rumors that were going around ..." The Storm Cyclone took out its Wind King Sword heirloom, then flowed it with a large amount of mana.

At a glance the sword may look mediocre, but in one strike it is able to make the wind blow strong. The impact caused was very influential, especially on Arav who had the ability to fly equally in the Dragon class was having trouble maintaining balance while in the air because of this attack.

"The hurricane belt is at least nine champions in Antasia, at least this ability is at a high level ..." Arav analyzes the abilities of the Stormy Typhoon which is likely to be in the Swordsman class.

This time he landed after flying for quite a while, Arav knew enough of the hassles of facing Typhoon Storm while fighting above the sky because the heirloom at the hands of this middle-aged man was able to create a windstorm that was beyond his expectations.

"There is no other way ... It seems like the only way to deal with it is to exchange styles ..." Arav dissolves in his mind so Typhoon Storm makes him wait long enough.

"It seems to take some time for you to think about your next action ..." Typhoon Storm bertawa small before pointing his sword towards Arav, as soon as the wind blew fiercely towards the young man.

Arav raises his hand, a wall is then formed due to magic which is then shattered into pieces when receiving a second attack.

Masket was quite far away from the scene of the battle and just watched the two swordsmen show strength to each other considering that this opponent was a dozen warriors led by Typhoon Storm, "I hope you're okay and not hurt in the least ..." He clenched his hands hard as this time could only watch the fight without getting involved.

"Crystal Spear ..."

The turn of Arav who attacked and released magic spears in succession, Typhoon Storm did not miss showing its ability by fending off every attack.

"Young people ... I should have praised your excellent martial skills at this young age, but my main mission remains to kill you ..."

Typhoon Storm gets an order from one of the royal members, to finish off a traitor and that person is none other than Arav who wears the identity of Duke Sanjaya.

The problem was that the man did not in detail ask the identity of this opponent who thought Arav was just an ordinary traitor without a strong background. In fact, it's all wrong since Arav showed the style once used by a genius in Antasia but not too sure to conclude it.

During the fight, Typhoon Storm initially responded to every move of Arav's attack with a smile but that was no longer the case since Arav decided to fight more seriously.

Now wounds or scratches are already on both bodies of these fighters and can not be denied again if they both dominate the fight. Typhoon Iron retreated his steps, taking distance from Arav as well as the young man who did the same.

"At least I managed to keep up with it ... I didn't expect this Wind Sword to be like the legend said ..."

Arav had read a book from the Melida library room since undergoing the initial training period, there was clearly written the Wind King Sword does not always side with its users because it requires a lot of energy, because it requires a lot of energy, this can be proven by looking directly at Hurricane Cyclone which is increasingly draining its mana.

This incident actually made his concentration split almost as if the Typhoon Storm's heirloom sword pierced through his body, even worse he could have lost his life due to wrong in acting.

Arav clumped in his heart, "My mind was suddenly like being entered by a girl ..." He thought all this had never happened and returned to concentration on the fight that had previously been diverted by the voice.

"Hey ... Are you listening to me? Hm ... Looks like I have to take you to my place by force!" The girl's tone of voice rose as Arav ignored her.

Not long after just a few moments passed, Arav could feel his body unable to move and his eyes suddenly closed.

***

"You're finally awake!"

Arav opened his eyes and found the 15-year-old girl sitting looking at him, before finding out he was sleeping on her lap.

"Did my appearance always fascinate anyone?" the silver-haired girl was timid herself and tried to look calm.

"Why would I be in a place like this?" Arav looked around when he was standing, not only unable to digest the situation but he had been confused because he was in a room that was entirely white.

The girl calmed down, "My name is Alicien ... But you can call me Alice ..."

Arav who initially always increases alertness to every stranger, but once heard Alice who introduced herself as the first disciple of someone she knew then made her quite surprised.

"Oh ... So you're Teacher Melida's first student ..." Arav is confident in his teacher's current ability is not surprised if he has more than one student, therefore he must be able to become one of the dutiful students so that Melida pays more attention to him.

"Egem ... At least you should respect me ... Call me senior ..." Alice snorted in annoyance, once again recalling her current position.

There was not much that the two of them talked about because Arav was very anxious about what was happening outside if he did not rush out from inside this place. So Arav asked me how to get home.

"You can come back after I allow it ..." Alice describes this place as her dream world and often her wishes can be granted in various ways including by means of coercion against strangers like Arav, "So ... You should treat me like a senior if you want to leave this place ..."

"How can Senior help me?" Arav will not have to obey.

Alice let out a laugh before showing a triumphant smile, for him having a junior like Arav was a fortune to her, Arav's beautiful face made him interested as well as his posture.

"I'll give you some of my spirit energy for you to use to summon one of the heirlooms ..." Alice held onto Arav's palm, then divided the spirit energy in question, she was sure after Arav had overused mana to fight, she was sure after Arav had overused it, his energy was not much left in his body so he decided to do this.

Not many know this technique but Arav is sure able to learn it. Not long after, a blue light shone quite brightly from before his face as an object emerged from a portal.