Chapter 182: The Little Swordsman

Chapter 182: The Little Swordsman

Inside the Underground City. A Valkyrie swung a thick greatsword in an empty training ground. She had the characteristic attractiveness usually found in Valkyries. But what stood out the most about her was the extremely short hairstyle she had. It seemed as if she cut it a few months before, but being from the Thynne family it was more likely that she suffered at Raverias hands. She wore a simple outfit consisting of a sleeveless shirt, grey pants, and leather sandals. She handled the greatsword that was clearly denser than normal with one hand.

The growth of Valkyries depended on understanding the intricacies of combat as well as a mastery of fighting with their preferred weapon which, more often than not, reflected their core personality. A heavy greatsword could be associated with a brash or hot-headed Valkyrie who was quick to anger and even quicker to fight.

After obtaining enough skill, energy could be projected through the weapon allowing for some devastating effects.This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

Some of the Valkyries sought to pierce through foes while others thought to cut down their opponents. As for the Valkyrie handling the sword? She wanted to cleave through her enemies.

She swung the greatsword once again and an ominous sound filled the air.

Valkyries were usually strong but any great feats of strength were performed by temporarily enhancing their bodies with mana. It was useful but it wasnt a technique which was commonly used unless one used an extremely heavy weapon.

The greatsword being used by the Valkyrie was one such weapon as it weighed more than one hundred pounds based on the sound it produced when swung.

Maevyn. A voice called out and caused her to stop what she was doing.

Aunt Casey, Maevyn greeted.

Youll be in charge of a prospect coming from the temple. Its a young half-dragon whose shown a high level of talent from what Ive heard. Ira personally approved her training so Ill leave it up to you.

I understand. Maevyn stabbed her greatsword into the ground a puff of dust spread out from the impact.

Thats not all, weve decided that youre to be married to Sidryn, that ancient dragon Ira brought here, Casey said while examining Maevyns expression.

Maevyn issued a slight grunt of discontentment but didnt complain. Ill try not to kill him.

She wasnt against the marriage but rather, she didnt feel like having children at the current moment. Though Avery, her cousin, was way younger than her and already became a mother so she couldnt use that excuse too effectively.

No one would mind if you did kill him since that would mean your level of skill increased. Though try to restrain yourself since I would have to ask Ira to get another dragon and Ive been told hes killed a great deal of them, Casey replied.

What about the other one, the Vulpes? Maevyn asked.

Weve reached an agreement with Sylun and hell be married to her daughter Sylvia, Casey answered.

I see, Maevyn was about to grab her sword when it began to vibrate. A high-pitched noise emerged from it and it seemed to be crying. Caseys sword did the same and soon the high-pitched noise could be heard from everywhere.

What is this? Maevyn asked with shock as weapons from all over the Underground City cried together in a haunting metallic tone.

Casey thought to herself in silence before she raised her head. It has to be Avery.

Shes giving birth? Maevyn asked.

If its what he wants, Ira said while moving the sword toward Valeryn.

Valeryn freed his small hands and reached out to the sword and then something strange happened. The sword and scabbard were slowly absorbed into Valeryns chest but the infant didnt appear to be hurt. If anything he appeared to be extremely comfortable with what was happening.

Unfortunately, the other people in the room werent as their jaws dropped out of sheer disbelief. The cries of the swords that were filling the city reached their climax as a high pitch screech turned into one of despair before they slowly died out.

For a moment, the entire room became silent and except for Valeryn who showed an Ira-like smile which exposed his gums while squealing in delight.

What did you just do, Valeryn? Ira asked but the infant couldnt answer at all.

Valeryns only response was a tired yawn and innocent blinking which followed it.

Inside of Valeryn, the Paradox Sword changed its form. It became a long single-edged saber with a very minimal guard that slightly protruded out. The saber didnt curve except for at the tip of the blade, but other than that, the flat of the blade was perfectly straight.

Valeryn wasnt conscious of the significance of the changes but if the sword changed by itself it meant that it was something he desired in some part of his young mind.

Ira looked at his son and didnt know what to make of the situation. I guess he likes swords.

Strange, Avery said. It seems he inherited some Valkyrie-like qualities. She explained.

The mixture of Averys Valkyrie roots, the mysterious blessing, and Iras ever-adapting bloodline, it seemed that Valeryn gained some type of control over swords. It was hard to tell and they could only speculate until he grew older.

Avery began to get excited as she thought her son would be more enthusiastic about training then Raveria was.

Can I hold him? Raverias voice interrupted Averys line of thought.

Sure, just be careful. Ira reminded her.

I know, Raveria huffed. She accepted Valeryn into her arms and began speaking. Im your big sister, ok? That means when you get older you have to listen to me and play the games I want. I hope you can run faster than Harper.

Hey, Harper protested but Raveria ignored her.

Also, you have to give me a piece of your mooncakes because dad never shares. Raveria continued with her list of demands, each one went into Valeryns ear and out the other.

He yawned again and darted his eyes toward Ira who took his son out of Raverias hands.

Alright, I think he understands, Ira said.

I wasnt done, Raveria grumbled.

You can continue later, hes tired. Ira smiled at his daughter before handing Valeryn to Avery who accepted him carefully.

There were more questions than answers about the nature of Valeryns abilities but there was no urgency to find out.