Chapitre 10: Aesthetically simple
His first impression on her was that she was polite and sincere. Although she looks simple and very reserved because of her way of dressing he found it likable. He was only disappointed to know that she has not a single drop of zhenqi in her. She was as good as useless in the world of cultivation. Love is blind indeed.
[Henry's trust to the girl must be unparalleled for him to have the guts to bring her in despite her lack of zhenqi.] He thought.
But no matter, he got to get his grandson a wife to continue their lineage. Just as he was thinking about plan B, the young girl took the sword and brought it to him effortlessly.
His jaw almost dropped upon seeing her with the sword.
[don't tell me that this sword took fancy in girls.]
His thoughts about plan B was suddenly replaced with heartache. He felt cheated. Despite his efforts to gain its approval it chose another person instead. He could have accepted it if it chose a more powerful expert than him. But to think that it was now imprinting itself to the girl who does not have any zhenqi he nearly spurted blood.
He gripped his heart and sat down, trying to calm himself.
[relax at least you will have a great grandson. Yes, a great grand daughter would be good as well. It sure is fun if they had may kids.] he consoled himself.
As he calmed down he noticed that the girl, despite of her innocent smile carried the same aura as Henry, majestic and domineering.
"How did you find the sword?" he asked.
"It's aesthetically simple but attractive sir." She replied innocently.
He wanted to ask her what her cultivation technique is but obviously she does not have even a drop of zhenqi. He wanted to ask so many questions.
Just then Henry saw the scene and was equally surprised. He approached them and listened as his grandfather explained the origin of the sword. He complimented Madel for being able to carry it with ease. Then he left the two with a wide smile.
Although Henry's grandfather looked stern and vicious he was warm and kind. Henry on the other hand had a mixture of emotion. For one, he did not know how his grandfather could identify Madel as the girl he was talking about.
Despite being happy he also felt disheartened that she was the one who acquired the sword and felt a little sense of defeat. But wait. Wasn't it the feeling he always yearned for. A competition? He had been on top of the academy for 2 years. Surpassing his peers with leaps and bounds both in academic aspect and strength. It was lonely up there with no one to battle out against.
After realizing it he smiled. The eagerness to train Madel was reignited in him. Now not out of pity of concern but with longing to compete against her or with her. Whenever he felt like Madel could not do it because of her limitations, she always surprises him. That is why, his level of trust for the young lady was very deep.
The next morning, he placed the sword in his storage ring and brought it over to give it to Madel. He handed it to her when they were eating lunch together with Cheska and Helen. He did not want to have a cheesy moments with her alone with all the drama and surprise.
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Going back to that moment Henry realized that Madel did not have a zhenqi. But the feat that she demonstrated as she shattered the rock can only mean one thing. She could protect herself. It was Madel's way of showing him how she defeated the shadows. He understood that there are things that she could not tell.
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Meanwhile on a grand manor in the northwestern villa, sounds of a porcelain can be heard breaking.
"Stupid! are you telling me that you are unable to kill 5 puny students?" The man wearing a green robe exclaimed.
"My lord,... we... its." one of the shadows stuttered.
The man in green robe tightened his wrist and slammed it to the table. Again a wave of powerful aura exploded in the manor. If it wasn't with the help concealing formation, everyone in the city might have felt the dark aura.
"It's the prince my Lord.." the shadows said as they trembled.
The dark aura retreated and and the green robed man took a deep breath. He had a solemn look on his face.
"How dare he interfere with our business?"
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