Mastery of Sun Breathing × Kikyo's Pregnancy
I see it; the door is still there, but unfortunately, it's locked.
Roy returned to the Sea of Cognition through "deep sleep," noticed this situation, and gradually began to make conjectures.
This door is, after all, an "imported" item. Grandpa Jager's consciousness is the key; only by connecting can it be opened... Fortunately, as long as the door is still there, everything is not a problem. At worst, as Maha said, we can just visit more often.
Ultimately, one must be tempered and trained... The image of that Sandworm bursting out of the ground and stirring up the wind and clouds reappeared in my mind...
Roy withdrew his gaze, pushed open the door to Demon Slayer, and continued practicing his "Swordsmanship."
An old saying goes, "A month for a stick, a year for a knife, a lifetime for a gun."
As the "commander of all weapons," the sword follows the path of unparalleled strength and power. At a basic level, it can cut through stone; at an advanced level, it can cut through iron. The ability to cleave steel in one stroke is enough to earn the title of "sword master." (Note: This is written in the context of Japanese manga, so "sword" here refers to a katana. I hope everyone understands.)
Therefore, to expect to master Swordsmanship overnight without accumulating a great deal of experience is nothing short of a pipe dream.
"September 17th, three thousand strikes without falling rocks, Swordsmanship +30, Sun Breathing +1, Constitution +0.31, Sandworm sparring lasted 17 seconds..."
"September 30th, four thousand strikes without falling rocks, Swordsmanship +33, Sun Breathing +1.5, Constitution +0.4, Sandworm sparring lasted 32 seconds..."
"On November 16th, I completed ' Ten Thousand Swings ' for the first time without any falling rocks, ' Swordsmanship ' increased by 50, ' Sun Breathing ' increased by 3, entering the realm of mastery, my Total Concentration was extended to one hour, my Constitution increased by 1, I lasted one minute in the Sandworm sparring session, and I spoke my first words to my grandfather, Jager..."
"He asked me whose child I was and how I got on the ship?"
"I didn't even know how to answer him before I was knocked unconscious by a flying ship's rudder."
Time always seems to fly by when someone is engrossed in something.
On November 16th, after visiting his grandfather Jager, Roy left the basement and returned to his bedroom. Dragging his tired body, he sat down at his desk, meditating to restore his mental energy while opening the control panel to summarize the gains and losses of his training.
Two months have passed in the blink of an eye, and the progress is obvious...
[Name: Roy Zoldyck]
[Physical Fitness: 71.7 (Note: Average person's score is 1)]
[Sun Breathing: 1/1000 (Mastery)]
[Manifested Aura: D-(170/10000) (Note: Rating is based on Chimera Ant)]
[Potential Aura: D (236/10000) (Note: Rating is based on Chimera Ant Group)]
[Nen Ability form Transformation: 17/100 (beginner),,, nature Transformation: to be activated]
[The Four Major Principles: [Entangle]: lv1 (38/100)...[Absolute]: lv1 (69/100)...[Refine]: lv1 (23/100)...[Send]: To be manifested...]
[Swordsmanship: lv2 (996/1000)]
[Application Skills - Shadow Step: Mastery (278/1000); Rhythm Echo: Proficiency (174/1000); Snake Awakening: Proficiency (783/1000)]
[Title: A promising apple sapling...]
From sprouting to seedling, both "mindfulness" and "swordsmanship" must be grasped firmly and mastered... Roy observed carefully, [practice] still needs further strengthening, Swordsmanship is just one step away from breakthrough.
"Young Master, the Holl family has given birth..."
At eight o'clock in the evening, Gotoh pushed the food cart in right on time.
Tonight's dinner: rosemary pan-fried steak, matsutake mushroom cream soup with a few slices of toasted bread spread with butter, plus a large bottle of milk.
Have you chosen a name yet?
Roy turned off the panel, cut a piece of steak and put it in his mouth. If he remembered correctly, Holl's child, who was also Tsubone's granddaughter, was named Amane.
"His name is Amane... The master got the marriage certificate two months ago. That guy Holl was overjoyed, showing it off to everyone he met, with a smug, petty face that made him angry..." Gotoh seemed to have some complaints about this ex-wife... Indeed, Holl was too slick, not Gotoh's type...
Roy recalled that smiling face, made no comment, and let his thoughts wander...
I vaguely remember that shortly after Amane was born, it was Killua's turn.
"As expected..." the lady is pregnant again. "Master is so happy, every steward in the house will get a double pay raise." Gotoh whispered, "
Not only that, but after birth, their salary will double... and that's for the silver-haired...
"That's good." Roy finished his steak and sipped his matsutake cream soup expressionlessly. "Go buy some useful baby supplies for Holl. After all, he's been with me for two years; I should at least show some consideration for our relationship."
Gotoh pushed up her glasses. "Young Master is just too good to us servants. That guy got lucky and had the good fortune to serve Young Master for a while..."
"Don't say that, just go and do it."
"Yes."
After the meal, Gotoh cleaned up the mess and went downstairs to prepare gifts.
Roy sat blankly at the dining table for a while, then got up and went to the window. Gazing at the night view through the moonlight to digest his food, his gaze inadvertently fell upon two or three figures strolling hand in hand in the garden... It was a woman holding a man's arm. She was newly pregnant, far from showing, but deliberately sticking out her belly, enjoying Silva's company, her electronic eyes displaying a happy heart shape.
"This baby will definitely have silver hair."
Roy could almost hear the woman's thoughts. He watched quietly for a while, and then noticed that the man seemed to sense something and turned his head to look at him. The Sun-Earring Boy turned and went back into the house, slamming the door shut behind him.
Time rolls on, always moving forward, never backward... Rejecting Silva's prying eyes, Roy reminded himself to concentrate and not let irrelevant things distract him.
I took a cold shower, and when I came out, I changed into my pajamas, lay flat on the bed with my hands folded, and closed my eyes to sleep.
A familiar feeling of falling washes over me as I pass through a vibrant, Dream Passage and arrive at the familiar Sea of Cognition...
Roy glanced at the locked "Gate of the Dark Continent" and recalled Jager's words... "Whose child are you?"
With a sigh, he turned and pushed open the door to Demon Slayer.
As usual, he took Asauchi basket and headed deep into the Mount Sagiri to practice his swordsmanship, followed by a group of ghosts.
"No need to hang the gravel today." The master, leaning against the doorframe, called out to him, "Don't forget the feeling of swinging in the air; try to push your limits."
"Good."
The baskets filled with gravel were removed.
Roy led Asauchi, stumbling along, towards the dense forest, followed by Urokodaki Sakonji, who followed at a leisurely pace, stepping in his footprints.
Makomo Sabito circled around the two of them. The little girl glanced at Roy and Urokodaki Sakonji, whispering to Sabito, "Master must think Eiichiro's hand is steady enough and wants to see how far he can go so he can adjust the training plan."
Sabito stroked his beloved sword, his gaze fixed on Roy, and gently shook his head. "No, Master hasn't changed the plan."
"He has been training Eiichiro at ten times the intensity of Giyu."
"It was Eiichiro disrupted Master's plans."
Ten times? Makomo muttered softly, "I always thought it was twenty times."
"You're a girl." Sabito didn't say much, only that... as fellow humans, everyone's limits are different...
Eiichiro is not to be underestimated. Without the restraint of the rubble, who knows what level he'll reach today...
"Could it have already surpassed Giyu?" Sabito narrowed his eyes, filled with anticipation...