After breakfast, Sven always practiced swordsmanship with Herman, mastering the Leocard family sword techniques. Herman did not trust the Leo technique; because of this, runes were drawn on his back that prevented him from using it on people or outside the Leocard estate. These same runes also allowed him to be issued commands through a stone artifact.
Right now, Sven was sparring with Herman. Herman's movements were refined and precise, without a single wasted motion. Sven's technique, on the other hand, was fast and loud, but still riddled with unnecessary movements.
Sword training always began with a run, followed by strength exercises, the honing of specific forms, and finally, live sparring.
Sven stood leaning on his sword, the back of his shirt completely soaked with sweat.
-Shall we finish for today? - Herman asked.
-No, we have to keep going - Sven replied.
If Sven had one flaw, it was that he didn't know when to stop. He stood sideways to his opponent, gripping the sword in his right hand and hiding his left behind his back. "Kata Four: Thirty-Two Petal Thrust."
The space between them vanished. Sven unleashed thirty-two thrusts at Herman's body, shredding his clothes. Herman couldn't parry them all, allowing Sven to bring his blade to rest against Herman's neck. "It is a pleasure to see that you have defeated me," Herman said.
Sven stepped back several meters and sheathed his sword. "Thank you," Sven said. "This is our last lesson. I have taught you everything I know. I hope you will continue to practice in the future," said Herman. "I'll keep your words in mind," Sven replied.
After training, Sven went to his room, sat at his large desk, and opened his books and notebooks. He took out his phone and unlocked it via biometrics. He opened "DeepVideo" the monopoly among video-sharing apps. He liked the channel "Shamaning Orc," especially the playlist titled "Magic Theory Basics." Sven started a video: Lesson 158. Sensorics Course, Part 14.
Sven had already read many books, such as Spell Mechanics, Fundamentals of Kir, General Theory of Sensorics, Grimoire of the Summoning School, and many others. He had been taught these subjects for ten years at the boarding school.
["Today we will again look at sensorics and how to improve..."] Sven took notes on every word related to the topic. He watched for an hour and a half, absorbing the material. ["...In conclusion, I advise you to drink a decoction of Longlong mushroom and meditate."]
Sven got up from the desk and flopped onto the bed. He opened "DeepNovel" and began reading a story called The Red Prince. ["Vlad delivered a circular strike with his blood sword, killing Keltra the Centaur..."]
Sven lay there for two hours, wrapped in his blanket. Suddenly, he slapped himself on the forehead. "Oh, damn it, I forgot to put on the ring artifact. If I don't, that flying condom from the book will start reading my thoughts." "Phantom hand, do my bidding."
A hand woven from phantom mist emerged from Sven's chest, connected to him. Its texture resembled water, with bubbles floating inside. To Sven, it felt like having an extra limb. The hand pulled back the blanket, flew to the desk, and brought back the "Chariton Willow Ring." Sven put it on immediately.
Five hours passed. Sven was reading another history book about the first researcher of Magic and Kir. "Ryu Manjui, a dragon from the continent of Pironion our continent. A sorcerer of dragon blood, on a mission without gods. 4811 years ago, there was an incident where the first researcher of magic fought a thunder god from another world, who had been summoned by the first orc warlock. Quite an interesting book."
Just then, Lora the maid knocked on his door.
- Who is it? -Sven asked.
-It's me, Master Sven Lora - she said from behind the door.
-I've come to call you for dinner.
-Yes, I'm coming - Sven said.
Sven put his phone away in his pocket, went down to the dining room, and sat at the table. This time, the dinner featured elite Griffin meat. Sven picked up his cutlery and began to eat.
-Don't forget, tomorrow at twelve we are opening your Class - said Sven's father, Arthur.
-Yeah, you've already told me that eight times this month - Sven replied.