After having his meal, Asher went to his bedroom, crossed his legs while sitting on the floor, some meters away from the mural and he began to meditate.
The art of meditation was foreign to him in the beginning but with time, he was slowly growing used to it. Previously, it would take a while before he could sink into his subconsciousness but now it was faster.
Meditation was a state of forging the mind.
The mind was the main weapon of every warrior, especially a swordsman. It was the core, the heart, the weakest and the strongest point of every warrior.
As he sank into a meditative state, the scope of his senses were increased by several folds, so much that he could hear the sound of King Swordsmen walking within the building and maids doing their chores.
Though he could hear their voices, it was muffled and made no sense.
