Days passed as I got my full range of movement back in a fortnight my legs were completely healed and no scars covered my body.
The god heart was slow to regenerate my body but it was still a very good regeneration bloodline completely bringing me back to my best.
That being said it was tiring being mostly bed bound especially with a certain annoying voice in my head I have started calling Oz for original zeth.
We had started getting to know each other better but having a cynical arrogant pessimistic voice is my head 24/7 is starting to get on my nerves.
Despite being forced to stay in bed by my family I haven't stopped practising for the next fight I have been casting gust almost non stop I need to get gust to a level where it can mimic the spell wind blade.
Combining magic to create the illusion of high level spells is an old concept in this world and right now my magic is useless in a fight but if I can get gust to a wind blade level I can start using it offensively.
I decided to get up and walk to the courtyard I needed to start re-incorporating exercises and see exactly how much my wind magic has improved its not like I will make a mini tornado in my own room.
It was a short easy walk I did a few stretches then put my hands out breathed in and then spoke out the power word.
"Gust"
From my hands there was a torrent of air pressure that Escaped but it went nowhere and stopped after 5 metres.
Of course it was what was supposed to happen I didn't really control it into any form just gave it a direction to go in.
I then tried several different methods such as a tornado and helping me jump higher though it didn't actually increase my jumping height I would have to work on it much more for that.
Then I came up with an idea air guns were a thing if I remember correctly they used pressurised air or gases to shoot a projectile.
I am lacking ranged options so I picked up a small pebble and placed it in my left hand and with my right I imagined holding in air to build pressure then I spoke.
"Gust"
The pebble shot forward at a fast speed and collided with a tree creating a small crack in the old tree bark.
It wasn't much but it did give me a new tool for my next fight I doubt it will get through chain mail or good leather but on bare skin or in an eye it could be the reason for winning.
That's when I heard a certain annoying voice.
"Wow... is that all?"
I spoke back in my head
"Let's see if you can do any better mister forbidden ritual Master"
I then felt my control of my body weaken and start moving by itself then Oz spoke out loud through my body's mouth.
"Gladly"
I wasn't that concerned we had already discovered that we could swap control over our body granted I could regain control anytime since I have 'ownership' of our body.
Oz didn't use wind magic infact he has stated multiple times how bad he is at magic he is however very knowledgeable about forbidden rituals and can use basic dark magic spells.
Then he picked up a rock like I did then spoke
"Darkness mimic wind"
The rock was enveloped in darkness and it shot out of his hand and into the same tree but instead of making a crack in the bark it burrowed straight through the tree leaving a small hole.
Then he spoke while exiting our body
"How's that?"
I mumbled out a few words
"You're such a showoff"
I didn't get a reply meaning he must have spent all his energy to show off his little trick I felt a sigh escape my lips then I started walking back to my room I had a mountain of paperwork to do.
It was a short walk and I got to work there is a suprising amount of paperwork and resources to maintain an army and paying damages to different families.
Serothor is small but it still has everything a nation usually has its economy is focused on arts and crafting so we needed to direct funds and workers original going to that sector into defence.
That has led to a halting of money flow and right now the state and royal family are directly managing food and other necessities because of the state of emergency.
In short all of this is my responsibility meaning I also have to deal with the economic and financial problems the sudden changes and recent conflicts are causing.
I'm just lucky that serothor is a small nation I cannot imagine doing the numbers of an empire or large kingdom it would be literal purgatory.
After a few hours I got through the mountain of documents and could finally take a break I looked out the balcony my bedroom had.
Outside I could see the city old stone houses and streets creating a maze with large recently renovated stone walls.
Several houses were lit up by candles in the windows and I was hit by the realisation that if I didn't know what was going to that everything in the city would be painted in red.
Everyone I have met would be dead and the city would become a stone shell for a large battle to take place in.
Now I have changed the course of the country's future I couldn't rely on everything I read in order to save it.