Chapitre 16: Pioneer of Energy Part 1
After explaining everything to Robin, only he and the queen remained. "Robin, what do you plan to do next?" the queen asked. For a moment, there was silence as the queen wondered if the information had been too much for Robin to handle. Then Robin spoke up. "I plan to focus on healing magic since my dark mana keeps going berserk sometimes." Everyone was aware of Robin's situation but didn't want to pry, considering he was still a child and seemed to manage himself well.
"I can help you with that," the queen said, a swirl of green mana forming in her hand. Robin looked at her, surprised. He had always thought of her as just a normal person and had never sensed mana from her before. The energy felt like life itself.
"Robin, this is druid magic. Unlike healing magic, which can provide instant recovery, druid magic is closely tied to nature. Healing happens gradually; for example, if you break a bone, it will reconstruct itself over time. If you cut yourself, it can boost your body's regeneration ability. It's also useful in combat because you can harness the power of nature itself. The more you fight, the stronger you become, and your healing abilities will improve," the queen explained. "Would you like to learn it?"
"Absolutely, yes," Robin replied enthusiastically.
One of the biggest issues Robin faced was managing his energy output. He had grown stronger too quickly, which seemed impressive, but it made him a ticking time bomb in battle. If he ever reached level 4 in any energy type, he might not be able to handle the output, especially with his gluttony skill. Additionally, he struggled to use the spatial storage skill effectively and often had to ask Malsa for help when storing items.
"Get ready; we'll start training tomorrow, and it won't be easy," the queen said with a smile as she left.
"Malsa, is there another way to manage the energy output?" Robin asked.
"Master, the current way is to raise your body level," Malsa replied.
Robin felt disappointed. Improving his body level was significantly harder than raising his magical level. Although Robin was a genius and Malsa helped him learn quickly, he still faced challenges.
He realized he needed to find a way to make this easier for himself. Theoretically, even with a Diamond Knight body, it would still be difficult for him to manage the energy levels, especially as he continued to discover new forms of energy in the future.
RRobin decided to go to his bedroom. He sat on his large bed, took a meditative position, and focused on the magical circle. The first thing he wanted to try was to completely replace the mana he rarely used with the actual energy. Unlike mana, which could be sensed, the energy in the current world was undetectable, so he was trying something different. From his conversations with Malsa, he learned that to sense energy, he first had to differentiate it. Currently, he used energy only through skills, so he lacked independent control over it, unlike mana, which could be sensed quickly if one had talent.
"Aaaaah, why is this so difficult?!" Robin muttered in frustration. "Mana is a byproduct of energy, so I should be able to sense it in the same way." He continued trying for the rest of the day but faced repeated failures. "Malsa, can I just survive on skills alone?" Robin asked, but Malsa did not respond.
Knock! Knock! "Master, I have brought your dinner," Aria said.
"Come in, Aria," Robin replied. The door opened to reveal both Ann and Aria.
"Robin, what have you been doing all day?" Ann asked.
"Well, just training," Robin answered.
"Sigh... just don't push yourself too much," Aria said as she placed the food and plates on a nearby table in the bedroom. They all sat down on the couch and started eating.
"Robin, I won't be joining the Empire Academy. Mom and Dad have refused," Ann said.
"Well, it's not an easy place to be. You'll be much safer here," Robin replied.
As Aria focused on her meal, Robin noticed that it included meat. He thought elves didn't eat meat, but Aria seemed to enjoy it. Curiosity got the better of him, and he exchanged glances with Ann. Just then, Ann blurted out, "Hi Aria, I thought you elves loved nature. Why are you eating meat?"
Aria looked up, surprised by the question, and Robin watched as Ann's eyes widened in realization. "I—I mean, I thought..."
"Well, um... it's part of nature to maintain balance," Aria replied softly, her gaze dropping as she continued to eat.
Robin smiled, trying to ease the awkwardness, while Ann sat there, momentarily dumbfounded, unsure of how to respond. "Oh... right," Ann finally managed, quickly changing the subject. "Also, Robin, do you know that after you shared all those recipes, especially for baking with 'wheat' as you call it, merchants have been coming a lot? The queen and Luke are handling all the business."
"Oooh, interesting," Robin said. He felt happy that the kingdom seemed to be heading in the right direction, but he worried about how it might handled incase of a population growth due to limited farmland in the future.
After dining and talking Aria and Ann left his room as Ann told him that she would be spending the night in the castle.
Robin quickly fell asleep, knowing he'd be training with his mother in the morning. In his sleep, he mumbled, "I'm hungry! I'm hungry!" and rolled around on his bed. Occasionally, dark strands of mana drifted from his body. As the sun rose, Robin woke up, drenched in sweat and feeling an intense hunger. He immediately called for the steward. "Bring me some food right away," he ordered.
A large breakfast was soon brought, more than his usual portion. "Master, the gluttony skill seems to be pushing your body level higher, but your body can't handle it," Malsa said.
That explained a lot, Robin thought as he ate. "Malsa, is this a problem? And can you temporarily stop the dark energy intake?"
"At the current energy level, not yet. The only way would be to use life energy to suppress it," Malsa replied.
After finishing breakfast, Robin quickly prepared and ran to the training ground, where his mother was waiting. When he arrived, he found her in the center of the training ground, dressed in training clothes and holding a thin branch.
"Good morning, Mom," Robin greeted.
"Morning, Robin. We'll start your training today, and no using any of your divine skills," the queen instructed.
"Yes, Mother," Robin replied.
"We'll begin with a spar," the queen announced, as Robin took a stance. She swung the branch, and as Robin threw a punch toward it, he was immediately knocked back into the wall. The walls, reinforced by magic, absorbed the impact, but what shocked Robin was his mother's strength—and that he still couldn't sense any mana from her.
"Oh, it seems you have a strong body, my dear. Looks like I'll need to put in more work," the queen said with a smile. Robin, still stunned, thought, _I have a Golden Knight body... how is she this strong?_
The queen lunged toward Robin, snapping him out of his thoughts. He tried to dodge the branch, but he couldn't avoid it, and each strike sent him crashing against the walls. He began to realize just how weak he was without his skills; there was so much he still needed to learn. As he tried to stand, his strength gave out, and he slumped back down.
"Robin, what have you learned?" the queen asked.
"You're strong, Mom..." Robin replied, starting to regret agreeing to the training.
"Let me heal you first," the queen said. Her healing was different from ordinary magic—green mana surrounded his injuries, and he felt his insides shifting, with the pain and fatigue slowly fading. "Aaaah," Robin groaned as he felt his broken limbs reattaching, the pain almost making him faint.
After a few minutes, the queen finished. "Robin, how do you feel now?" Dalia asked.
"I actually feel great, Mom," Robin replied, feeling completely restored, as if his body had been reset to its original state.
"Mom, you're so strong," Robin said.
"Hahaha, so you thought I was weak all this time, huh? Well, you should be asking yourself how someone with a Golden Knight body could be beaten with a branch," Dalia replied.
Robin was shocked; he thought he'd hidden his strength well.
Dalia continued, "Watch what happens when I release the stick." She held up the branch, then released it, and Robin's eyes widened as it vanished into the air, scattering like leaves in the wind.
"That is druid magic," Dalia said, her voice barely more than a whisper. "You have much to learn, my son."
A shiver ran through Robin as he realized that this was only the beginning.
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