Keitaro watched as Edgar raised his hand. With his advanced sense, he could feel Edgar's curse energy being gathered to one spot. He noticed that the boy seemed to be in a state of deep concentration.
Keitaro with himself being one with nature could feel the anomaly that was currently happening infront of him.
Something was being created, curse energy was being traded for something to be made from it.
With a burst of curse energy that seemed to linger in the air, what seemed to be a small dagger appeared infront of the boy.
The dagger looked quite old and rusty as if it was a one-time use dagger that was insanely brittle.
Keitaro couldn't help but notice how impressive this feat was. This young man's curse technique was creation.
From what I could gather from reading some books about it in the Gojo clan library, the creation curse technique was considered a pretty weak technique due to the fact that it consumed an inhuman amount of curse energy.
This means that the boy must be suffering a lot of drains to his curse energy pool, Keitaro could feel the boy's curse energy reserves going from that of a grade 2....all the way down to the level of a grade 4.
He also noticed that Edgar was basically on his last leg, making this simple dagger was enough to get the boy gasping for air like this.
The dagger must really have drained everything out of him.....examining the dagger from afar, Keitaro could see that the dagger was a physical item which meant it wouldn't go away even if he was suffering from curse technique burn down.
This weapon was as real as any other weapon that had ever been crafted on this blue planet that everyone lived on.
"So, creation is your technique," Keitaro added, his voice devoid of any judgment. "Interesting. But it seems quite taxing, wouldn't you agree?"
He looked at the boy with a thoughtful look on his face, he had a lot of things he had to do, and he needed to improve a lot of things for this boy.
His curse is energy efficient...his control over what he creates and so on.
Keitaro was already thinking of the countless ways he could help this boy develop his curse technique to a whole other level.
Edgar was seen trying to catch his breath. he was still very tired and completely drained of energy.
All he could manage to do was weakly look up at Keitaro and give him a nod."It takes a lot of energy, sir. Especially for bigger objects."
Keitaro looked at the boy as he leaned back in his chair, he seemed to be very deep in his thoughts, the boy surely had some potential, with a curse technique like creation he could make a good grade-one sorcerer.
And if he had the right teacher and got the right scenario, this boy could become a special grade sorcerer before he hit 28.
If the boy managed to learn stuff like maximum output, domain expansion, and simple domain, chanting it, an extension technique would not hurt the boy either. A maximum technique could help too.
But for now, he just plans to teach the boy the basics, he is sure a family rich enough to give someone a couple of millions of euros to do something as easy as teaching a kid had the funds to acquire some methods.
"Have you tried focusing on smaller objects?" Keitaro asked with a curious look, he was genuinely interested in this technique's future. "Perhaps needles, or even just sharpened points? They might be more efficient in terms of energy consumption."
What seemed to be a glimmer of hope could be seen through the boy's eyes. He hadn't considered the approach that Keitaro had just suggested.
He never really thought to try his technique on the smaller things, he usually went with the big stuff, as he wanted to show that he was worthy of his dad's praise.
His dad always told him to go for the best and that is why he usually went for the toughest stuff first.
"I... I haven't, sir," he admitted. "But it makes sense."
'at least he is honest' Keitaro thought to himself as he looked at the boy. "Excellent. Let us try it then. Focus on creating a very small needle. Think about its shape and the density of the material. Channel your cursed energy efficiently and try not to waste it."
Keitaro watched as the boy closed his eyes and started to create a very small needle....after what felt like five seconds the boy was back to gasping for air.
Keitaro walked toward the boy before touching the boy's shoulder, suddenly the boy felt his curse energy reserve returning back to full.
He also felt as if he did not feel tired anymore, the boy looked up at Keitaro and said.
"What was that?"
"That was reverse curse technique....that something you won't be learning for a while" Keitaro added with his hand in his pocket.
A/N....
"What purpose do you have summoning us here?" The black hair boy said, his brown eyes glowing with a purple aura.
The olive-skinned man seems to have noticed that.
"Welp, I didnt summon yall here, for one why the fuck would I summon 2 people that could cook me faster than I could think," The boy said with a smile.
The black hair boy just looked at the olive-skinned individual as if to gauge if he was speaking the truth.
"Hmph," The man said as his eyes returned to normal, he had checked the weird boy and noticed that he was absolutely no threat to them at all.
His eyes then went toward the yellow-haired individual in the room...
"Minato...."
"No, he is not...he is like a Walmart Minato, like the Minato at home, dollar store Minato you could say," The Olive skin boy said shrugging.
Meanwhile, Keitaro stood there feeling pretty annoyed, he just got kidnapped and now he was just sitting there and listening to those horrible names he was getting.
He is getting his domain soon, Does anyone want to guess how many chapters that is.