Seven Strand

"So, what do you remember from last night." -She asked.

"… I was asked to take a bath. Then, I think I fell asleep." -Olen.

"You don't remember anything else?..." -Elena said.

"… Like saying some weird stuff and howling at the top of your lungs." -If possible, Elena didn't wish him to remember.

But she had no choice. These are important to remember.

"… Hah, then those weren't a dream." -Olen could remember bits of the incident. He thought those were just dreams.

"No. So, you remember?" -Elena.

"Ah, yes…" -Olen

"Hay, what did you do to me? Do you know how much it hurt? I thought my head was going to split." -Olen complained. Though he doesn't remember much, but he understands that Elena bullied him.

"Is that so?" -Elena feigned ignorance.

"I need compensation. What are you going to compensate me with?" -Olen demanded.

"All right, all right. I'll forgive you for giving me trouble last night. You can put your leg down. How about that? We are even, right?" -Elena said. Though she thought she was the one taking the loss, it can't be helped.

"…" -Olen was dumbfounded.

What is this? Isn't Miss Elenora the one who's in the wrong this time? Why was he the one being forgiven?

"No, that is not enough. You have to give me one month's vacation." -he demanded.

"That's impossible. You ungrateful brat. At most, I can give you one day off."

'Heh, will Bianca even pay me money if I give you one month's leave?' -Elena thought.

Yet she knew she was in the wrong for not explaining things to Olen first. Even if it was for his own good, she had to tell him beforehand about the issue.

But that is such a hassle. They didn't even have the concept of spiritual training and meditation law. So, she thought to kick start things up a bit.

"No, two weeks minimum." -Olen bargained.

"What? Do you think this is some marketplace that you can haggle?... One week at most, but you will have homework. Otherwise, the deal's off." -Elena said at last.

"Okey. But no homework. Otherwise, I'm telling Mom you did weird stuff to me." -Olen refused to take it lying down.

"You Liar. I didn't do any weird stuff to you… All right." -Elena gave up in the end.

Kids grow up too quickly. If it was before, she was sure she could have settled it with at most two days leave with homework.

'Am I getting sloppy?' -she thought.

On the other hand, Olen thought he had taken a big loss. 'She is too sly.'

"All right, let's start today's lesson first." -Elena said.

"Hah, didn't I get a leave for a week." -Olen cried.

"That starts from tomorrow. Anyway, you are already here. Might as well finish today's lesson. So, get started." -Elena.

'She is pure Evil.' -Olen thought, though he couldn't say it out loud, no one can keep him from thinking.

"Are you cursing me in your mind now? Give me twenty sit-ups." -Elea said, directly seeing through Olen.

"Arg…" -Olen could only do what he was told. His teacher is just too whimsical.

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After the study.

"Olen, I need to talk to you before you go." -Elena said.

"Yes?" -Olen.

'Why was she so formal all of a sudden?' –he thought.

"Today… how did you feel today? -She asked.

"I feel very good. I don't think I ever felt better than this. I even did very well against Jon today. Why?" -Olen said.

"Oh, that's good. Say, do you want to be stronger? Stronger than Jon?" -Elena asked.

Not everyone liked to do bitter cultivation.

Some people are content with their normal life. So, she asked nervously. If he didn't want to, then it would be a problem. She had never taught anyone before. This is very new to her.

"Of course. That's why I train daily. Why else do you think I would work so hard for?"

Olen could only shake his head. His teacher is very weird.

She is very smart. At the same time, she talks like she is too naive.

What is he going to do with her?

He had no other choice. He just has to marry her.

Olen sighed inside his mind.

'Safe' -she was relieved.

"All right then. Jon asked me to train you from now on. And I plan to make you very strong. So, you have to work extra hard. All right?" -She informed.

"All right." -Olen said confidently. If it's only hard work, Olen can do that. It doesn't matter as long as he can beat Jon up. And there's also Elenora he had to marry. Being a man, he can't be weaker than her forever, right?

Hearing that, Elena cheered up.

"Okay, first thing first, when you fell unconscious, do you remember seeing something weird? Anything at all. Tell me in detail." –Elena said. Though she knew it was slim, there was a small chance that the awakening may fall for different reasons. So she has to ask for details.

"Hmm, it's fuzzy. At first, everything was dark…" –Olen said everything he could recall.

"All right. That's great. Do you remember how many strands the light beam separated into?" –Elena.

"I don't remember clearly. They were all waggling. Maybe six or seven?" –Olen.

"Ow, I understand. That's very good." –Elena said.

'Six or Seven, huh? If I remember correctly, the average should be four to five. So, the kid is above average. As expected of ancient spirit laws.'

"You see, Olen. The light beam you saw was your spirit…" -Elena then started to explain.

"It's the root of your being. The stronger your spirit is, the stronger you are." –Elena.

"Oh, I know spirit. Jon is a spiritualist. That's why he is so strong. You know, one time he turned into his demon wolf form and took down a lot of thieves by himself." –Olen interrupted her. He wanted to say he is no noob on the topic. He was just trying to act all grown up.

"So you say. Then tell me, what else do you know?" –Elena asked. Of course, she knew what he might know, but explaining things to kids is a job that is too much of a hassle. It is better to let the kid finish, then she can start over again.

A few moments later.

"So, this year, Dad told me that he would get me a top-notch yellow-grade spirit. So I can be just as strong as Jon…" –Olen.

"Mhmm." –Elena said while looking at the ceiling. This kid talks too much. But now, she was more frustrated at the fact that these people were so foolish.

Though she knew bits of these things. Still, hearing from Olen made her think about this.

So, the people here have always been integrating the spirits before using any meditation law. Thus, they use all potential to bind one spirit. And even more, without any meditation law, they get stuck in the realm they are in and can't make much progress.

These sorry souls have no other option. They are just a miserable bunch.

Elena looked at Olen, who was staring back at her.

Olen understood Elena wasn't listening to him from the way she responded when he told her how he would be a spiritualist this year.

"Miss Elenora, are you all right?" –he asked.

"Yes, everything's fine." –Elena said.

"So, Olen. Let me tell you a story." –Elena continued.

"You know how each person can only contract one spirit, right?" –Elena tried to deliver as easily as possible. So, Olen doesn't get overwhelmed.

"Right." –Olen responded.

"But once there was a boy. Very young, but he was very talented. His name was Berru. He could contract two spirits at once."

"With his talent, he grew stronger and stronger. He fought in battles using his spirits. No one could match him in a fight…" Elena told a story of old times. It is a story she was told when she was still a kid.

"So, then he became the king of the Empire…"

"Ohh, he is so cool."

"Yeah, he was. But Olen, you know. It is a true story."

"What? It's true? Then are you talking about the royal family of our kingdom." –Olen.

"…No. It's somewhere very far away." –Elena.

"Oh, but you know the royal family of our kingdom is also similarly talented." –Olen.

"Huh, why do you say that? Didn't I say just explain how he was very talented because he could use two spirits at the same time?"

"But, the royal family also has the same talent. Each of the family members is born with the ability to contract two spirits at the same time."

"Is that so?" –It was Elena's turn to be dumbfounded.

"If that's the case, then they are definitely very talented." –Elena said.

'If that's the case, is there a bloodline thing going on, or is it a conspiracy?' –she thought.

She never thought she would get this type of information.

"Where did you hear it from?" –she casually asked.

"Jon told me." –Olen.

"Oh, all right." –Elena. She determined that she had known more about it.