<h4>Chapter 219 Zuf?lliger</h4>
Ambrose dipped his spoon into the bowl of soup and took a sip.
Be had made vegetable soup with fresh ingredients from the market. It consisted of carrots, celery, onions, and potatoes simmered in a vorful broth.
There was also a hint of herbs and spices that added depth to the soup''s vor.
''I don''t remember the taste of these spices. A special herb of Martial Online perhaps?'' He wondered and took another sip.
Be watched anxiously after each sip, hoping to see a face of satisfaction and not disappointment.
''Haha, she is so anxious.'' Ambrose kept a poker face even though his facial muscles wanted to crack a smile.
It felt very nostalgic, making him remember a certain scene from his childhood when he still had a good rtionship with Holly.
It felt like a lifetime ago.
Back then, when she was around nine years old, she tried making food for the first time ever, and Jesse unfortunately ended up being a guinea pig.
It, of course, tasted horrible, and it made him sick for days.
Back then, she wore a simr look of expectation and anxiety while he tasted the food.
He couldn''t bear to say it tasted horrible, so he forced a smile and said it was good.
Unfortunately, she then offered the same food to their parents, who suffered food poisoning.
It was a short-lived lie.
This time around, the food wasn''t bad and was actually quite good, but the soup stillcked a certain ingredient.
However, since he wasn''t a chef, he couldn''t tell what it was, but he knew that something was missing.
"It is pretty good," Ambrose said with a smile.
"Really?" Be blossomed into a smile. "I didn''t add too much spice? I didn''t really know what these spices would do in the soup as I haven''t used them before."
"The spice added good vor." Ambrose took another sip and nodded with a satisfied look.
Be smiled and turned back to the soup, pping her hands in excitement. "Yay~"
Swoosh—then a bright light appeared in the air and a figure emerged from it,nding on the bed.
"Do I smell food?" Emma sprang up on the bed and saw her brother and Be gathered in the kitchen, eating from bowls.
"Want some?" Be asked with a smile.
"Yes~" Emma replied eagerly and rushed to the kitchen, but then she identally bumped into Ambrose, causing him to drop the bowl.
"Oh." Ambrose quickly reached down to try and catch the bowl, but it slipped past his grasp.
His eyes narrowed, and he quickly caught the bowl with his foot before it crashed onto the floor.
He then flipped the bowl into the air and effortlessly caught it with one hand.
"That was close." He then dipped the spoon back into the hot soup and took another sip. "Emma, be more careful."
"Oh..." Emma looked at him with stars in her eyes and said, "That was awesome! How did you do that?"
"Do what?" Ambrose asked with a raised eyebrow.
"That!" Emma pointed at the bowl, then at his foot, and then back at the bowl again. "That!"
"Eat your food; it gets cold." Ambrose said before stuffing the spoon back into his mouth.
"That!" Emma persisted and pouted, then she turned to Be. "How did he do that?"
"I don''t know." Be smiled sweetly and handed the little girl a bowl of soup. "Now eat."
"Ugh!" Emma took the bowl and spoon, then began eating while muttering. "How did he do that?"
After a while, Ambrose finished the soup and went to wash the bowl.
"I can do that for you." Be touched his shoulder and said.
"You sure?" Ambrose asked, looking at her red eyes.
"Mm." Be nodded, took the bowl from him, and began washing it in the sink.
"I''ll be on the balcony if y''all need me." Ambrose covered his mouth and let out a few yawns as he stepped outside onto the balcony.
After he closed the balcony door, Emma turned her attention back to Be and asked, "Do you need any help with the dishes?"
"I''ll be fine, thank you." Be replied with a smile.
"Nn." Emma nodded and then caught sight of the ruby pendant hanging from Be''s neck.
She smiled mischievously and said, "That is a pretty pendant. Where did you get it from?"
Be froze before blushing slightly with an embarrassed smile. "Your brother gave it to me."
"Oh, very nice of him!" Emma smiled before continuing. "The pendant looks beautiful on you!"
Be looked at the pendant and touched it gently with her fingertips, feeling it touch her skin.
"It is a very special gift. I will cherish it." Be smiled and then looked at Emma. "Well, are you nning to tell me about your school day?"
"Ugh, my teacher is the worst." Emma pouted and began talking about her school day.
Outside, on the balcony, Ambrose sat on a chair while looking at the scroll in his hands.
''Hmm, this could be the first skill I try to learn.'' He folded the scroll and ced it back in his inventory.
After standing up, he drew his sword and pointed it at the air in front of him.
''First, mimic the movements till I am able to perform them by memory alone.'' He raised the sword. ''This shouldn''t be too hard with my current dexterity and intelligence, I hope.''
He put the sword beside its scabbard and took a deep breath, focusing on the air in front of him.
As the wind whistled from the north, he stepped forward and shed the air in front of him.
Once the de had reached its highest point, he flicked his wrist and swung it downward with all his might.
The de cut through the air, creating a sharp, whooshing sound.
''It is a rather simple skill, most likely one of the first skills the Wisdom King created.'' He pulled the sword back.
''It''s name—Zuf?lliger.''
''It is an attack that can hit an enemy from any angle; the user only has to flick his wrist to change the trajectory.
''At first, the attack cane from low, but then with a single flick of the wrist, it can strike from above or any other direction, catching the enemy off guard.
''I have used something simr while fighting. It is rather effective to flick the wrist to quickly change the trajectory of the sh, but the strength of the sh is quite weak when done by me.
''This skill might help me to regain strength.''
Ambrose then continued doing the same movements, one after another.
After thirty minutes of doing the same, his wrist started to turn numb.
''This... takes longer than I expected!'' He gritted his teeth.
"Raaah!" He raised the sword high and hacked it down.
When it was about to smash into the ground, he did a sharp flick of the wrist and changed the trajectory of the sh.
The de suddenly curved in mid-air, slicing through the air with swift and deadly precision.
Ding, ding.
[Zuf?lliger - Completion Rate: 1%]
''1 percent, haha.'' Ambroseughed. ''This truly brings me back to my days of first learning the skill, Basic sh.''
''Well, 99% percent to go.'' He raised the sword again and began doing the movements solely from memory.
It was possible to already do the skill by shouting the skill name, but since it was only at 1 percent, it was pathetically bad.
However, he wanted to engrave the skill on his body so it wouldn''t be as awkward to use itter.
Whenever he created his own skills, he didn''t care to learn them with his body but simply spoke the skill name and let his instincts do the rest.
He didn''t want to do that anymore.
It wasn''t out of stupidity, but rather a desire to truly understand and master his abilities.
It was something he learned during his time with the Wisdom King.
He was only strong because of his skills.
His swordsmanship was poor at best back then.
His skills had already reached impressive heightspared to his past self, but he was far from satisfied.
''When I learned Basic sh with just my body, I felt like the skill was truly part of my body.'' Ambrose continued flicking his wrist and shing the air. ''I want to have the same feeling. I will truly master Mortal Style and my own.
''I''ll be a master swordsman!''