The day had co to an end, the scorching sun had given its place to the moon.
In the training grounds, Daniel held the sword The Heavens Honor in his hand, performing a series of particular movents. These movents weren’t battle techniques but looked more like so kind of dance.
Fino sat on the branch of a tree, watching his father from afar.
Daniel’s sword moved as if it was dancing within the moonlight, becoming an extension of his very existence. Each swing and each step was a dance of power. His movents carved a distinct image into his elent.
With every twist and turn, Daniel felt the rhythm of the world itself, the wind blowing past his ears. From a distance, anyone watching would think he was fighting invisible enemies. His senses sharpened, his heart beat in rhythm with the symphony’s flow.
As the moonlight grew brighter, his dance reached its peak. With one final, uplifting flourish, he ended his performance.
He exhaled, lifting his gaze to the moon. In truth, there were two reasons why he wasn’t doing these strange but beautiful movents without purpose.
The first reason was, of course, because he wanted to test the sword’s power. The Heavens Honor had completed its evolution just last night, and he wanted to see whether it had changed in use or not.
And indeed, it had. The sword now felt far smoother, sharper, and more ruthless. What he truly wanted was to test it in a real battle of life and death.
Especially, he wanted to test the innate ability that the sword had gained after its evolution.
The second reason was simple—he was currently testing a new swordsmanship technique he was personally creating. Though it looked like a dance, it had many more practical uses.
Still, it wasn’t yet complete, and he was still thinking about which of his Laws, besides the Law of the Moon, he should incorporate into it.
Clap Clap Clap
Hearing the sound of clapping, Daniel slowly turned his head and, with an indifferent face, looked at the young girl standing only a few ters away.
"The dance was truly amazing. Honestly, I never thought a dance could carry so much emotion." She was a girl with short light-brown hair, ordinary brown eyes, fair skin, and an average height.
"Thanks." Daniel was a little surprised. He hadn’t noticed her arrival. With his current senses, he shouldn’t have had any problem detecting the presence of others, especially those weaker than him.
But he still failed to notice her entrance. In other words, either she possessed so skill or was being protected by so kind of artifact.
"Can I ask your na?" the young girl asked, her tone full of eagerness.
"If you want to ask soone’s na, you should introduce yourself first," Daniel replied indifferently.
"Oh? Sorry. My na is Olivia. I’m from the Chromal family of refiners."
"I’m Daniel, just a simple passerby," he answered with a smirk on his face.
He paused for a mont, recalling what he knew about the Chromal refiners. He rembered hearing their na in one of the reports he had read.
It didn’t take him much effort to recall—they were, after all, extrely famous. They were a family of refiners, known for generations as so of the best in the craft of refining weapons and magical artifacts.
But what truly made them special was their bloodline. The Chromal family were the only hybrids born from both humans and dwarves.
That’s right, a hybrid race between humans and dwarves—sothing completely extraordinary and unique. They were the only existing beings created from both humans and dwarves.
Because of this, they were even condemned by the entire dwarf race, who considered them the greatest insult to their kind.
Even so, the Chromal family was still one of the best refiners in the world.
"So that’s how it is, then you’re that famous guy," Olivia smiled. With every passing second, her curiosity toward this boy grew stronger.
"Famous? I didn’t know I was famous."
"Well, just today you arrived here and beat up Lorak, even going as far as almost killing him. No one here dares to do such a thing to Lorak because of his identity."
"On top of that, after what happened to Young Lord Andreas’s previous subordinates, no one expected him to take in a new one. Even that elf girl is only his friend, not his subordinate. That’s why you’ve beco so well known."
"Interesting. But who told you I’m his subordinate?" Daniel smirked.
"You’re not?"
"Who knows? Nice eting you, goodbye." Daniel had no interest in spending more ti with her.
He wasn’t a fool. Clearly, this girl had been sent by soone to test him. He had no ti to waste on such things.
"Wait! What do you think about a duel?" Olivia clenched her fists.
Daniel glanced at her. For her age, she was actually well-built. Not overly bulky, but her muscles were still noticeable.
"What’s in it for ?" He didn’t care why this girl wanted to fight him. Though he could already guess the reason.
She wanted to gauge his strength and potential. Most likely, she had been sent either by Tormyn or perhaps one of Andreas’s other rivals.
"Huh?" Olivia stared at him blankly, her expression full of confusion. She really hadn’t expected such a question.
"Nothing? Goodbye."
"Wait, wait! What about a tour through the area under my family’s control? I can even promise you a good weapon!" She had nothing else left to offer.
"Fine." Maybe what she suggested sounded foolish, but in reality, it wasn’t. Especially since the Chromal family lived alongside dwarves.
It seed completely foolish—why would two sides that hated each other live together? Even from Daniel’s point of view, it was strange.
He was sure there was a hidden reason, though he had no argunt or evidence. It wasn’t really his concern either. Still, he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity and use it as an excuse to approach the dwarves.
"Great! Just a training match then. No skills, no mana, no Laws. Only pure physical strength, agreed?"
"No problem. What weapon will you use?"
"A spear." Daniel walked over to where the weapons were stored, picked up an iron spear, tossed it toward Olivia, and then grabbed a wooden sword for himself.
"You’re going to fight with a wooden sword?"
"Yeah."
"But isn’t that unfair?"
"Yeah. But it’s unfair for you." Daniel’s tone was indifferent, but an undeniable sense of absolute confidence radiated from it.
If it ca down to physical strength alone, he had no doubt he had no rivals at his rank, or even one rank above.
As for why he wasn’t using The Heavens Honor, naturally, that would only turn the fight into a one-sided slaughter.
Besides, he had his own plans for this girl. Though he still needed to investigate her a little, for now, simply crushing her arrogance and pride would be more than enough.
Olivia didn’t know whether to laugh or get angry. The way he said it, he was practically mocking her.
"Then when you get beaten half to death, I hope you don’t cry." This was the first ti anyone had insulted her like that. She hadn’t wanted to go too hard on Daniel since she sowhat liked him.
But after such an insult, she had no choice but to teach him a lesson.
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