In the morning, Edgar was working in his office with anticipation in his eyes. He will test the result of his training with a fight against Marco. It had been a month and a half since he started his training. After eating lunch, he rested a bit and waited for the appointed time.
He successfully executed all the rhythmic breathing and body movements of Flameworth Sacred Art a while ago. His strength rapidly increased. The medicinal bath played an important role. He asked Marco for the formula that he planned to bring home to Earth. The materials for the medicinal bath were quite rare. Some were not even found on Earth. He will find time later to create a research team that will find alternative materials for the medicinal bath.
He also asked the king about the fourth skill of the sacred art. The king gave him the key to the secret room. The secret room was beneath the throne. The lion's head on the throne can be turned clockwise, and then the throne will move and open a secret passage.
Edgar went to the secret room and took a look at the secret skill. The method for training and executing the fourth skill was written on a beast skin. It was written by the founder. There were also notes from previous kings about their own experiences while training and executing the king's sword. They also have some insight on how to develop the king's field, although they never succeeded. Their insights were still useful for him.
In the past month and a half, he had formed runes of magic skills in his sea of consciousness and practiced with his personal guards. Even when he was busy because of issues in the kingdom, he always set aside time to practice.
When the appointed time was near, he wore his red armor and walked to the yard.
Marco was already in the widen yard. He was standing while crossing his arms. He was only wearing casual clothes.
"Hahahaha! I waited for this day for a long time! I will reward you with a smack for letting me work hard. Damn! Lobbying with nobles is a lot harder than training! You don't know how much I need to endure while attending those parties!" said Marco with a grin.
Edgar helplessly smiled at his grinning uncle.
"Come!" shouted Marco, then he took a fist stance. Both his arms were covered in aura. He did not cover his whole body in aura. The prince was not worthy of that yet.
Edgar drew his sword and took a sword stance. He released his aura and suddenly accelerated.
Bang! The ground on his right foot cracked from his powerful step. He dashed toward Marco and swung his sword.
Three fire blades were rapidly moving toward Marco. He swiftly avoided the first two fire blades. He laughed, then slapped the last one.
Edgar felt like his cheek was slapped by Marco. He cast magic,then a fire pillar pushed him to the air. His sword was covered in flames.
"Uncle, I will burn your clothes! You will come out from here naked! Have a taste of my flame sword!" Edgar shouted while falling from the air toward the grinning Marco.
"Hahahaha! In your dreams, kid! You won't even touch my clothes!"
MARCO'S FIST: FLYING SMACK
Bang! An aura fist blocked Edgar in the air. He put more strength on his sword and cut the aura fist. The aura fist was cut, but his momentum was gone, and he started falling. He landed on the ground and started looking for Marco. Marco disappeared when his attention was on the aura fist. The area was dusty due to his fireblade attacks. He cannot sense energy yet, but his senses had become stronger.
MARCO'S FIST: HEAD SMACK
Edgar jumped forward.
Boom! A hole appeared on the ground where he was standing. He rolled to the ground, then quickly stood up. He heard another sound behind him. He put more strength into his feet, then he jumped with a backflip.
Boom! Marco's punch missed again and created another big hole in the ground.
Edgar was in the air. His head was facing the ground, and his left hand was stretched toward Marco's face. His left hand had an orange magic circle that was ready to fire.
FIREBALL
Wooo! Wooo! Wooo! Several fireballs were rapidly fired at Marco's face. He laughed and met the rapid fireballs with his rapid punches.
Edgar landed on the ground. He jumped and turned around in the air. He took a sword stance when he landed, then dashed. Threads of fire were rotating around the sword as he moved toward Marco.
FLAME SWORD
He slashed his sword at Marco's body.
Bang! The sword was met with a fist covered in aura. The shockwave from the clash created a strong wind that blew away soil and dust.
The uncle and nephew stared at each other. Marco was grinning, and Edgar's face was serious. Edgar quickly pulled back his sword and made another quick slash. Marco avoided it, then he punched Edgar's head. The uncle and nephew exchanged rapid blows at a close distance, causing dust to float around them and blade marks or holes on the ground. Edgar had unleashed all the strength he was hiding from his enemies.