Chapter 22: Increasing Strength Rapidly
Kranos felt everything slow down vividly. He could clearly see the cunning glint in Eric's eyes—like a viper, those eyes flickered with calculation, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Eric approached slowly; he could feel Eric raise his hand to pat his head. Instinctively, he dodged; he felt that there was everything wrong with this.
As soon as he dodged, he realized that time seemed to resume its normal pace.
"Huh, what's the problem, son?" Raphael asked Kranos in surprise, not expecting him to dodge. After all, it was just a pat on the head.
"It's nothing," Kranos said quickly. He immediately decided that he would use the previous 'danger sensing' talent he lied about to tell his father about the intense sense of danger he felt.
"You have a good son, Sixth Brother," Eric said from the side, following which he chuckled at Kranos before vanishing. After that, the other princes came forward, but Kranos couldn't shake the unease he felt towards Eric. I feel like I need to kill him!
Although I have never killed anyone in my two lifetimes, the urge to eliminate him is almost irresistible. Kranos shook his head to get rid of his thoughts; he felt that it was a certain impulse taking over so he didn't mind.
After the congratulations from the princes, the elders followed suit. When the ceremony was over, Kranos and his father returned home to a splendid feast prepared by Anna.
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In the blink of an eye, more than two years passed. During this time, Kranos's days were peaceful. He spent his time comprehending the way of the sword, his time techniques, and improving his cultivation. His routine was simple: eat, practice, sleep—repeated day after day.