*Blade Wielder*🤺 _Chapter_ _Three_ 'Training' Both Karishama and Shakan stood outside at noon a meter apart.She was holding her katana. "Okay firstly I'm going to teach you how to wield a sword",she said and lent him one of the wooden swords. "Hold the handle firmly with both of your hands",she instructed as he did so."Now,come at me" "What?" "Attack me",she said then he launched himself and swang his wooden sword forward and Kashirama dodged aside and hit him on his cheek as he groaned. "You're retarted.You're just launching without accuracy or speed.Maybe I should start by teaching you how to launch first.Put your left leg on front and your right one back.A left leg has more strength than a right one,making it suitable for lauching.Now,try again,come at me",she said.He did what she had told him.He took a moment staring at her then he launched once more and swang his wooden sword with a horizontal slash but Kashirama quickly ducked and smacked him below his chin with her wooden sword. "Aaaghh,what the hell",there were red marks on his chin and his cheek.His tears were on the edge on his eyes.He was rubbing his cheek. "What?You going to cry?",she asked. "Of course I'm going to cry,it hurts,everything hurts.This training,everyone hating me,my parents selling me everything hurts,do you hear me?!!It hurts!!",he exclaimed while he wept.Kashirama approached him and clasped his neck and slammed him against a nearby tree as he groaned. "Of course it hurts!!I get it!!So what are you going to do about it huh?Weep?Will that bring you comfort?Will that bring you closure?Your parents sold you out,people dispised you. They regarded you as unfortunate and feeble,but do you know what I saw in you instead...ambition,power,strength,toughness,compassion.Someone might actually take their own lives with that kind of hate and pain,but you never gave up,you kept on moving even if you couldn't walk even if you couldn't speak. If those people see you now weeping like this,they'll be elated.Be strong,show them what you are capable of Shakan.Set a goal in your life,if you can't then I'll set if for you,be stronger than anyone in these eight nations,anyone,I know its a burden to carry,but its worth carrying for. That is the true way of a swordsman.Let your parents see the son who they sold.What he has become,strong,ambitious,beautiful,handsome,yes I admit,you've become much more handsome than I thought,but that's out of the point.Don't let anyone bully you ever again.Do you hear me?!",Kashirama waited for his responce,he gulped,he was no longer weeping no more and suddenly his expression changed. "Yes,yes I hear you master",he said.Kashirama narrowed her brows staring at him.She then let him go and he was back on his feet. "Looks like I've found the boy I've been looking for",she said and stood back.Shakan didn't respond."Come at me",she said,".visualize your opponent,lock your opponent in your view,don't let them step out of it,concentrate.Take a deep breath and exhale,take another one but don't exhale just yet until you're certain that you've locked target.By the time you exhale that breath that's the same exact time you launch with every speed and power in your being",she said. "Yes master",he said.He followed every single step he was told.He took in his last breath...he took a moment staring at her.Then he launched like a bullet and swang his wooden sword diagonal to the left then Kashirama dodged it and waved to the right as the tip of the wooden sword brushed her hair then she backflipped and stood back a bit. "What the-I barely dodged that.Suddenly he became faster than I thought.Impossible,its his first day of training,How's that feasible?",Kashirama questioned herself with shock.Shakan froze,he couldn't move.He was breathing heavily. "Oh,looks like I haven't told you the most important thing after launching.You're quite aware that when you exhaled your third last breath and attacked me that's when you used up all of your strength right?That's why you're entirely worn out",she approached him and placed her hand on his shoulder."Take a deep breath and exhale slowly,repeat the same process three times",she said,he did so and his breath became serene and he started to regain his strength. "By the time you make contact with your target,take another deep breath but this time you should do it a bit fast,not more than five seconds for your battle will already had started.Inhale faster then control your lungs to trap double the air it should normally trap. After that your lungs will be also worn out after the trapping activity and they would want to relax and rest.When they relax the heat then escape from them and will be transported to the rest of the body and it will be converted from heat to energy and that energy will then enable your strength to be recovered. This happens in five seconds maximum.0.5 seconds of trapping the air,1.5 seconds of expanding your lungs,2.5 seconds of relaxing the lungs and 0.5 seconds of the heat conversion to energy.So there are three stages,the breath stage,the expansion stage and the conversion stage.You are a tough quick fox but you still got a long way to go,it seems I should start with the basics on you,this is too early,you'll end up straining your muscles",she explained. "Yes master",he replied.Kashirama trained Shakan for half a year with basic beginner chest,abs,arms,legs,full body to intermediate then to advanced.For another one and a half year he was taught to fight with martial arts and sword wielding.From katana sword to machete sized swords then to large blades.Shakan always questioned Kashirama why and how it was essential for training of large blades but she didn't tell him yet,she insisted she let him know when he's ready.Kashirama had her daily routine of hunting demons at night for her past motives every single day.They received news about other demon attacks in villages and expansion of other nations including the nation of Meitake,Y-crest and the most rich nation Saltenia.Another six months passed,they stood at their usual training spot at noon.Shakan was holding his own katana with his stance forged by the blacksmith known by Kashirama. "Put that away",she spoke,Shakan's face was printed with confusion.He threw aside his katana.Kashirama took off her rings,he looked at them in her hands for a moment then she tossed them to him as he caught them both.He gazed at them astonishingly."Put them on,the silver one on your fore finger and the gold one on your middle one.He put them on and clenched his fist looking at how well they fitted his fingers. "What's going on?",he asked.Kashirama sighed. "I-I think,that you,your heart is compatible of wielding the great demi-god's swords",she replied. "You think?" "W-uh-well its...quite obvious,I mean tell me,who do you hate?" "Uhmm no one",he said. "Mmm,are you worried or angry or sad?" "Mm no,I'm....quite elated actually,how much strong you've made me and how I have reached this far". "Haha,then there you have it,your heart is pure alright,which means the demi-gods's swords are waiting for you to call them out" "Wh-what,but didn't you receive those burn marks from them?",he asked. "Yes precisely,but that was because my heart was full of rage and vengeance,my heart is not pure" "Ohh,so um....how-how do I um,call them out or anything?",he asked. "Stick your hand out,in horizontal or vertical or however suits you" "Ookay",he said and he stuck his hand out in horizontal."Like this?" "Precisely,...now,close your eyes and open your hand.Call out the silver tongue blade.Call it out with your heart" "Um okay so,like come out?Or I summon you?Or out!!",he said. "Just do what you feel is right",she said.He then focused with his eyes closed. "Silver tongue,the blade of the demi-god Siere I summon you",he called out with his heart as the silver blade formed out of thin air from its handle in his hand all the way to its tip.It was 1.5m long in length,sixty centimetres in width.Extremely sharp,silver and ancient symbols and markings and at the same time,beautiful.He opened his eyes and looked at it while it was still forming,he was entirely amazed. "Grrgh",he held it tighter,it was heavy just like Kashirama said."Ugh its freaking heavy",he groaned. "Precisely,they're demi-god blades,I'll teach you how to master them perfectly.Now close your eyes and imagine it evaporating back into your silver ring.Concetrate",she said.He did so as it began to fade from its tip to its handle and faded. "Woah,astonishing",he said and closed his eyes again. "Hey wait!What are you doing?",she asked. "Um....calling out the golden angel" "No,not now,not here,call it out when you are to face a much powerful demon" "Oh,okay,I hear you master".Kashirama trained Shakan to wield the blade for another half year.He had evolved in terms of combat,his agility and stamina had increased along with his speed of launching.He was now faster just like Kashirama.Meanwhile in the nation of Lepone in the kingdom of Tiska.A royal servant of theirs came in rash and kneeled to the their King. "My Lord it goes without saying that the child of Phillip and Martha,Shakan,the abomination child still lives and he's now stronger than ever surprisingly",the servant said as the people mumured. "What?!",their King Loffe exclaimed and stood up rashly. "Precisely my Lord" "That's....impossible!!How in the world did he even evolve on his own?",he asked. "I guess that's my task my lord,I'll find out real soon",the servant said. "I wouldn't ask for anything more,I'll have my finest swordsman recruit tag along with you",he suggested. "Understood my lord,but I ought to ask,who is this finest recruit?If I may ask?",Gary asked as the recruit entered and kneeled. "My lord",a female voice spoke behind Gary and he widened his eyes. "No way",he said as he turned around. "I'm at your service",Tammy spoke.