In the Romen Household's backyard, Avion looked at the mirror-like blade in his hand. With this as his weapon, the assassination skills that he practiced would reach their full potential!
'I never thought of making use of these newly-learned skills for assassination to be honest.' he sighed in his mind.
"He's growing so fast. Is he really a mortal? Why does it feel like he was an old veteran recalling back his skills?" Darea thought but was heard by Avion since she was in her Immaterial Body.
'Hmm... I think so too.' Avion smiled, 'Maybe I do have this kind of talent hehe.'
Somehow, his fear of blade was getting lesser as he practiced with it. The more he used it the more he knows how to counter it.
'Next time, I would not use a blade. But learning about your fear makes it less scary.' he decided.
The sun was setting already and Avion just finished his last round of training at that period. At this moment, Darea causally said;
