The night passed quickly. Darion was neither worried nor excited. He knew that he was now capable of improving. But he was afraid that he would not live up to his father's expectations. He did not want to go back to being the son abandoned by his father and mother.
Before the rays of sunlight came out of the window, Darion stood up, and prepared to train. His father Valtherion, supervised his training day and night.
The days passed quickly, and his evolution was as fast or even faster than Valtherion had determined.
The maids and guards who humiliated him, were amazed;
``amazing´´
``How could he prosper so quickly?´´
``I heard that he was being poisoned, but I never thought he would recover so quickly´´
``worthy of the Valtherian lineage´´
The whispers began to turn into loud chatter. Darion had already heard all the murmurs, the praises brought out his inner strength to continue improving.
Finally, the day arrived. Darion only had one day to train, but he had already reached the beginner sword master level. At 18 years old, he was at the same level as a 30 year old.
Darion was evaluated by his parents, the trainers, and some nobles. For the first time since his return from the future, Darion saw his mother's face. She was beautiful as ever. Even though his mother was 45 years old, she looked like she was 27 years old. With her black hair falling like a waterfall, her silver eyes, and her cold gaze.
Darion did his best, the large number of nobles and trainers were amazed. His father nodded, and his mother congratulated him for the first time in her entire life.
-You've worked hard -Lyria said with a smile. A cold smile.
Darion's dry, black eyes filled with a few tears. After 25 years in his past life, he never heard a praise from his mother. Despite this, he managed to hide the tears.
-Thank you, mother
The night came, and Darion lay down relaxed finally after 25 years of his past life. His mind reflected on everything that had happened. During this week, all his training from his past life had paid off. His swordsmanship had reached a level that in his previous life, it would have been impossible for him to reach. In addition to the advantage of being able to use aura.
Despite this, Darion was afraid. He knew how strong the Camus empire was. Especially the daughter heir to the throne, Alba Camus. Master of the sword and magic, one of the strongest swordswomen, not only on the continent, but in the world. Although he never met her in his past life, Darion heard rumors and news.
-I'll have to be careful...
Finally Darion fell asleep. The day began. He got up early, prepared for his day, putting on his military uniform, with his insignia from beginner to sword master, and heir to the Valteria empire. He left the main palace, where a carriage was waiting for him to take him to the border. Before getting into the carriage, he looked back. Not even his parents said goodbye to him. He sighed and entered.