My Awaited Sensumo Power.

attitude. He was engrossed in a book about magic and sword arts, but at the moment, hi

village to refresh himself. However, just as he closed the book, a knock at the d

ldn't help but wonder about their unexpected visit as he inquired, "Well, Mom, and all of you, inclu

discussed this before, but do you truly want to become an Ad

to worry. I've been strong since the age of

struggling to accept her son's

erything will be fine," interjected Oliver, Oscar's father, who was responsible for the village's security.

son possesses remarkable strength. I can s

ur test. But first, you three, please leave. You

e room, asked, "If it's something

s because this young lad has chosen a very dangerous profession for his future. He ne

ng with the others. Finally, in his room, the

hat' you were talking about?

Do you have the resolve? Can you still motivate yo

er. He was sure that what he was about to do would test Suza

ht to himself as he decided to demonstrate why he was entrusted with the village's security and kno

killer intent. It was a skill obtained through a grim path—by taking someone's life. It involved hol

f it, so he attempted to increase the intensity. However, Suzal remained unfaze

the pressure of Oliver's intent. It took a moment for Oliver to realize

feel anything when I did that?"

experience fear, but it wasn't overwhelming," Suzal replied, hi

ly asked, her question carrying a subt

m, thinking that the average amount wasn't working. But he man

n evident, despite her son's abil

of an adventurer," Oliver said. Lily retorted that it didn't ease her w

again urged him to reconsider his career choice, but he firmly declined, stating

and did some workouts. He didn't need to do his usual daily chores today

a in his village, and today, approximately 437 people had gathered to witness the spar between the

rmurs fill

okay? Even if he's a genius,

no way he can w

l-san? He's a hundred years too early

firmly believed in the saying, "Before theorizing without information or

all here as spectators for this exciting spar,"

r Grafiel Seiryu himself, and the son is our friendly young master, Seiryu Suzal. Let's see what Suzal-kun

hey stood facing each other as Oliver, now the referee, set the ground rules, "Whenever I de

his father repl

hen, b

nsive stance, taking a moment to assess his father's abilities. Several seconds passe

e between t

ste

tep

tep

was still comparable to the speed of professional athletes on Earth—just a level below superhuman.

secret but had to focus on the match ahead. Grafiel initially aimed for Suzal's h

fiel's head. In a split second, Grafiel retreated swiftly, then dashed forward at nearly double the init

ung their sword

aaa

aimed for Grafiel's neck from that position, but Grafiel was much faster. He managed to block i

d strength far greater than his own,

But that was a feint. Then in the air he did a ridiculous thing. As h

aarg

ngth he could muster. And it actually connected for a few

little pain due to t

e ground and thrust his sword toward the joint of Grafiel's leg. Grafiel attempted to block it, but Suzal deftl

kes, and vertical strikes. Grafiel found himself constantly on the d

zal's technical skills were far superior. Additionally, Suzal's endurance l

sharper, more precise, and heavier, both knew that the tide of the battle could shift. Suzal's victory depended on whether he