Capítulo 425: Plans for the Future

Tycondrius' hurled fruit was fast enough to kill a normal human. 

Centurion Zenon Skyreaper was a passably handsome gentleman, only slightly less attractive than himself. But with the pride of the handsome, steps must be taken to ensure its integrity: healthful eating, proper rest, and regular exercise were the three most important. Properly defending one's face from thrown projectiles was... somewhere in the top ten. 

As a credit to his training, Zenon deflected the fruit with supernatural alacrity. He also had the foresight to empower his wooden weapon with wind mana. The firm, unripe fruit might have damaged it, otherwise. 

"Whoa. I... I almost missed that," Zenon chuckled. 

He sounded slightly less confident than a few minutes prior. 

"No, that was good!" Tycon praised. He had to perk up the Centurion's spirits as the training continued. He began picking up several more choice pieces of fruit, all equally lethal. 

"Optio..."