BornAndTorn 52 A Disciple?

Maybe it is some sort of chemical response just as adrenaline. It might as well be just, that I have unknowingly limited myself and after losing every sense of myself I was able to use all that power. Or something entirely else might have changed after I came into contact with that illusion.

Encountering a spell like that early on is quite scary especially if you do not know of its existence beforehand. If the vision in front of me did not have several logical inconsistencies I would meet my maker by now.

To start with the whole scene that was shown to me, had some flaws regarding the depiction of objects. I did not notice them at first, because I was too focused on the action. I did not see that the furniture was oddly shaped, not fitting a western design. The TV was deformed and did not show any kind of functionality, it did not even have a plug.

The thing that gave it away, was that even though my sister was a tremendous piece of s.h.i.t, later on, she had never been one to gloat. She was more the judgemental type, who wanted to punish instead of rejoicing in others suffering. They deserved to suffer for what they did, as some sort of atonement. Thinking about it my sister would feel right at home at this place. The reason I lost myself in anger, was because my brain connected the dots. She was responsible for messing up every relationship of mine and caused me so much misery for such a simple reason like that?

Right now I just wanted to let my ants tend every wound of mine, but before I could do that I first have to deal with the person that keeps on stalking me. Finding me was currently not much of a challenge considering my burning hair was acting like a beacon. I did not expect the fast growth of my hair to be used in such a fashion.

So I stood there silently waiting for my stalker to come out. The person must have been quite intrigued to know that his or her magic spell has been broken, otherwise no one would follow me after the stunt I just had pulled earlier.

The person did not take any action and neither did I, as the time pa.s.sed I had an increasing urge to just go over there and raise some h.e.l.l, but I was able to suppress that kind of feeling quite quickly. After what felt like an eternity waiting I finally came face to face with the perpetrator.

It was beautiful with green eyes and pitch black hair. She had a height of approximately 1.60 meters and her general physique was greatly developed, especially on the places men would pay attention.

She looked at me directly and closed her eyes soon afterwards. But after falling for that kind of trick already I knew how to counteract and a second later her spell was broken. She looked at me as if I was a monster and tried once again failing just like before. Over and over again until she lied on the ground full of exhaustion pouting at me.

I was expecting a tantrum, but instead, she stood up slowly and bowed to me before turning around and walking away. From all possible outcomes, I did not expect something like that to happen. But not even one minute pa.s.sed and she came back with an angry expression on her head.

She pointed at my head and then at her mouth. I did not destroy her illusion right on the spot and waited for what she was about to say.

" A gentleman is supposed to run after a lady and tend to her care"

" Lady, do I look like a gentleman to you, I look like a monster not like your caretaker"

" I just can't decide on what to ask you, now that we are finally talking, so many different questions."

Without missing a beat I just turned around and walked away, I did not stay here just to ask questions.

Now it was her turn to be confused, but I would not be coming back. Gritting her teeth, she followed me and laid a hand on my shoulders.

" Why would you make a lady chase after you, a man has to chase after a woman he likes not the other way around."

" I am not interested in answering your questions, I do not gain anything in return, so why would I bother wasting my time. Even if you might a valid reason for approaching me, that does not mean anything to me."

The young girl looked at me and continued her pouting.

" Jeez, why are you so cold. A beautiful young lady is standing in front of you just asking for something and you are cold-hearted. A fine lady does not deserve treatment of that kind. What else are you interested in, other than my beauty of course?

I have attracted a very special kind of girl and I do not mean that in a good way. I have to think about this carefully, while I could ask her about information, there is no way I can be sure whether she said the truth or an elaborate lie. Same goes for her.

Besides that, I should be asking myself why she insists on asking me questions in the first place. If I were to tell her about all her flaws, then she might end up betraying me. I hardly doubt that I broke through her illusion was the sole reason for her to come in front of me, despite the danger I pose. Though the only conclusion I can draw from that is that she is not afraid of pain because she would just end up resp.a.w.ning sooner or later. So I will just start with an introduction and see how this will play out.

" I will just hand out an olive branch to you, let just say we are meeting for the first time and start with an introduction. Nice to meet you, my name is Moirai"

"What is an olive branch? Regardless it is a pleasure to meet you Moirai, you can call me Laura. So. Moirai what can my lowly self do for you?"

" You do not have to call yourself lowly, especially if you have "developed" that well in certain areas."

I winked at her and watched as her brain was slowly realizing the meaning of my message.

"You lecher you, sorry but I am not into little kids."

" I am a grower and will be a shower."

" Of course you will grow up silly."

I looked at her questioning, whether she was trying to lead me on or had seriously not understood the hidden intent. After confirming it was the latter by just looking at her expression I was forced to help her out. I had to just gesture at my private parts and watch as her brain was connecting the dots. Her head turned beet red and she shyly looked away.

After I had enjoyed the embarra.s.sing silence I continued.

" Teasing, aside I wonder why you actually want to talk to me?"

She did not look me in the eyes but spoke to me regardless.

" There are several topics I could have wanted to address. How you broke through my illusion, your purpose for acting like that, where you are from and what you really are. How did you change from a broad muscular frame to such a small one?

But that's not the reason I am here, please teach me how to fight."

" Why would you want to be able to fight, if you have magic that does the work for you? What do you really want?"

Why would anyone in this world, train their body if magic is the strongest weapon you could ask for. Magic can accomplish many different things and humans would have to rely on technology to cover that gap. So why she wants to learn how to fight, that's absurd. Maybe she is just one of those hopeless people that thinks that such knowledge makes her a better fighter overall.

"That is an earnest request, please stop making fun of me. As you should know my magic has no real use in combat. I can't hypnotize strong monsters because they have a high resistance to pure magic, that transmits a "suggestion" and the really strong fighters do not my magic either.

So I am currently just training my mana by hypnotizing creatures left and right but I do not get any sense of improvement at all. That is why I wanted a spot at the top of the ranking, to get the guidance of the Church. But I am unable to even kill any creature in the first place because my magic is not suited for combat."

Even though the reasoning was solid, I still felt there was something more to the general situation, but I do not care about the bigger picture, right now I can do whatever I want.

" Just to clear some misconceptions you have. My strength is not the result of magic, is all just the work of muscles. So I doubt, that you are suitable for that kind of training. Second I am not even a player, so there is no chance that I could train you in person. Though you can hardly call me an NPC either. Let us just say that I am a human. Third, while you do consider your magic weak, what you really lack is the versatility to make it useful in combat.

I can tell you have not thought, about using the monster to attack other monsters, have you caused it so much pain that It killed himself to escape its agony? At most you thought about showing the monster the thing that it hates the most. There are so many options and yet you are stuck. You are stuck because you did not give your magic a chance in the first place.

And I will give you a little extra, the reason your illusion was so easy to break through is simple, your mana has next to no long effect on me. Did you not notice, that your illusion stopped after a few seconds? It will not work on me anymore, now that I know of its existence."

Her eyes began to get watery and she began to loudly cry. Why is she crying now, did she regret her decisions? This is a generation of war, they will not cry because they got harshly criticized, there has to something more to this. Maybe her mother told her something on her deathbed and right now she finally saw a light.

Whatever her true motivation was, would take quite some time to come to light because currently, she was still spilling her tears everywhere. But as the rivers never seemed to stop, my patience had reached its limit and I just did what every good human being would do in such a situation. I turned tail and ran away.

But for whatever reason, my action was already antic.i.p.ated as her hand had grabbed my shoulder once again. Please have mercy with me, no more crying. I do not want to listen to this sound of torture anymore. Yeah, I will just kill her, that will stop the crying for good.

As if she could read me thoughts, she stopped crying right after I thought about finishing off, oh I forgot she actually can hear them. She stared at me with her eyes still red from all the spilt tears.

" Why are you telling me all this, are you not afraid I am going to use all those information against you if its true what you just said?"

" Do you really think that players would believe you if you were to tell them, that an NPC, the same NPC that everyone makes fun of and looks down on, is suddenly an intelligent being, capable of helping people? People would call you the insane the second you spread such rumours."

She nodded, after all, what was happening in front of her, was not something she could explain our put into words. All she could do was accept it and try to make the most out of it.

"But still I want you to train me and teach me the way you fight."

That was getting ridiculous, how can she expect to reach the same strength as me, even I have crossed the boundary of humanly possible a long time ago. Let me just crush her ego right there, I put one glove in front of her and asked her that she would be my disciple if she could pick it up.

She thought that she had finally convinced me and that this was just some sort of procedure, but at first, she tried to lift it up with one arm and found out that the glove was not moving an inch. Then she tried to use both her arms and yet she still could not lift them one bit. Though n.o.body on this server could lift them besides me. I wanted to see how futile and senseless her dream was. I did not expect that this act would further solidify her will to get trained by me.

This situation was hopeless, she would follow me until the end of the Earth even if I killed her right now but I can not train her either.

" I will not train you, but I will not prevent you from following me either."

The times ahead sure look very interesting. Especially if you consider, what kind of action and trouble she will bring with her.