Volume 5 Chapter 78: Full Potential


    <span style="text-decoration:underline"><span style="font-weight:400">Volume 5 Chapter 78: Full Potential


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Princess," Faelyn waited by the gate.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Mmhmm," Alfia smiled. Alfia''s heart was much lighter than thest time. Although her irritation for Iston had disappeared, something else was on her mind. Dammit, this guy is such a brat! Every time she thought of Keith, she wanted to smack him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Princess, you should be more wary," Faelyn sighed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"It''s Keith. I don''t need to worry so much." Alfia shook her head. This guy was harmless.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"..." That''s not what I meant. Faelyn shook her head. When the two entered their ind,


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Licht? What''s the matter?" Alfia saw Licht standing outside of her room. His expression was off as if he was worried about something.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Alfia, father ising."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"What?!" Alfia''s eyes widened when she heard that. She turned to Faelyn, and the girl was the same!


    <span style="font-weight:400">...


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Good morning, Keith." When Keith headed to the backyard, he spotted Herrick working out again. However, it was different from the other times. Instead of using a long sword, he practiced with a heavy sword.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Not going to take care of your nt?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Master Fira and the two are watching it for me. I have it in my sight as well." Herrick had ced it in eyesight. Even when he swung his sword, he could see it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I see. And you''re using a heavy sword now?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Mmhmm. It''s much better than using a long sword. I could use more of my power with it." A heavy sword and a regr sword were different. A regr sword couldn''t produce the same force as a heavy one.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Any heavy weapon would be more suitable for you." Keith smiled. Herrick could use his strength to the fullest.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Yeah. Also, we need a lot of new practice weapons. I don''t think a sword is a good fit for Arlo," Training with Arlo, he realized thetter was not used to a sword.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I''ll get Dalen to make some new practice weapons."


    <span style="font-weight:400">Herrick nodded.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Want to spar?" Keith suggested.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Herrick''s eyes widened, "You''re fine with that?" Keith hadn''t sparred with him after his defeat. He focused more on the nt.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Of course," Keith waved his wooden sword before pointing at Herrick, "Let''s spar." How strong had he be?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Can I really defeat him? Herrick was a little nervous. It had been a while since he worked out and sparred with anyone. The difference between where he was before and now was different.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Let''s begin!" The two started their spar. The first to make a move was Keith as he swung at his waist.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Herrick quickly shifted his sword, blocking it. However, Keith wasn''t done as he continued to swing at him!


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Is the only thing you''re going to do is block?" Keith sighed as he stopped moving.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I-"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Calm down and focus." Keith gave him some tips.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Eh?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Analyze the situation and concentrate."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Understood," Herrick calmed down as they started to spar again. While they did, Herrick continued to block his attack. However, this time, Herrick was much more rxed. He analyzed Keith''s movements, trying to find any cracks.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Concentrate on my movements. While he did, Herrick didn''t forget to focus on his movements.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Opening! Herrick mmed his foot on the ground and shed at Keith!


    <span style="font-weight:400">"!" Keith quickly raised his sword, yet that was not enough! The sword took the brunt of the attack, shed in two. What was more, Keith was sent flying, mming into a tree!


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Keith!" Fira and Herrick were stunned as they quickly headed over to him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Keith, I-"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"It''s fine. I can take a hit," Keithughed as he got up from the ground, "See what I mean?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"What youcked wasn''t strength."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"!" Herrick looked down at his hand. What hecked wasn''t strength?


    <span style="font-weight:400">"You just needed to focus more. Your movements were way too erratic and wasted strength." Herrick wasted around 30. No, maybe 50% of his strength because he moved like a wild animal.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"If you concentrate and think about how you move, you could use your strength to the fullest potential."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"..." Herrick looked down, "Is that why you made me care for little Herc?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Who knows," Keith shrugged.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Just take the win," Herrick wanted to hit this person right now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Haha,"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Can we spar more?" Herrick asked. He needed to get used to it if he wanted to change,


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Sure," Keith brought out another sword.