20demayo Chapter 94 - 94
Chapter 94 - 94
A few days after the intense spar with Faris, Klaus found himself feeling more alive than ever. His body, now fully accustomed to the changes it had undergone, felt almost invincible. Every movement was fluid, every breath a reminder of the newfound strength that coursed through him. In his past life, Klaus had never experienced such a perfect body, even though he had been twice as old as he was now. This body was a gift, a powerful tool that he intended to wield with precision and purpose.
Each morning after breakfast, Klaus would sit in the garden, sipping tea and enjoying the serenity of the early hours. Sometimes he was accompanied by all the girls, including his mother, Elisabeth. On other days, it was just him and his mother, sharing quiet moments that were both comforting and grounding. And then there were the days when it was just him and Helene.
Helene had become a constant presence in his life, more so than the other girls. There was something about her that made Klaus feel at ease, a rare feeling for someone who had lived through as much as he had. She had told him that she wanted them to become friends, and though it had felt awkward at first, Klaus had eventually accepted her offer. Since then, she always made it a point to seek him out, staying close to him whenever they were in the same space.
Helene was a talker, always the first to start a conversation. She would tell Klaus about the latest rumors circulating on the continent, not just about him but also about the other so-called "geniuses" who had emerged. Klaus listened, intrigued by the stories but more interested in the way Helene’s eyes lit up when she spoke. It was clear that she enjoyed their time together, and Klaus found himself looking forward to their conversations.
As for Faris, the boy had not left his room since their fight. Klaus had expected as much. The beating he had given Faris was a lesson, one that the Zagerfield heir wouldn’t forget anytime soon. When the day finally came for the guests to leave, Faris made sure to avoid Klaus, departing early in the morning for the Royal Palace, where the gate to his clan’s lands awaited.
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The day Klaus began his official training as a Lionhart trainee was also the day his guests were to return to their respective homes. The goodbyes were brief but meaningful. Klaus waved to Briana and Mary-Claire from a distance, the exchange polite and distant, as was expected. But when it came to Helene, things were different.Nôv(el)B\\jnn
Helene approached Klaus with a determined look in her eyes. Without a word, she stepped closer and wrapped her arms around him in a hug. Klaus was taken aback for a moment, surprised by the gesture. He could feel the coldness of her body, and instinctively, he channeled dark flames to warm her. It was a subtle gesture, one that Helene might not even have noticed, but it was enough to make her smile.
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Erina Davoss, though blind, could perceive the world with a clarity that surpassed sight. She could see the energy that surrounded Klaus, the way it pulsed and flowed with the rhythm of his breath. It was unmistakable—Klaus had become a Swordsmaster, a feat unheard of at such a young age. This was news that would shock not only the continent but also the Lionhart family.
Klaus walked to the podium with a grace and confidence that was impossible to ignore. He faced his fellow trainees and the two instructors, his presence commanding the attention of everyone in the room. Rick and Erina stared at him, their mouths slightly agape, unable to process what they were witnessing.
Klaus took a deep breath and began to speak, his voice calm yet powerful. "During these next two years, I want each of you to strive for one thing and one thing only—surpass me. I am a wall, no—a mountain—that you all should aim to overcome."
The words hung in the air, heavy with meaning. Klaus didn’t linger on the podium; he simply turned and walked back to his place in line, his expression unreadable.
The trainees were left in stunned silence, their minds struggling to process what they had just heard. Klaus had not just issued a challenge; he had set a standard, one that seemed almost impossible to reach. But that was the point. Klaus was a mountain, and they were all climbers, each one striving to reach the peak.
As Klaus stood among his fellow trainees, a small, satisfied smile tugged at the corner of his lips. He had set the stage for the next chapter of his life, one where he would continue to grow stronger, not just for himself, but for the future he intended to shape.
And as for the others, they would have to decide—would they rise to the challenge, or would they be crushed by the weight of the mountain before them?