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Blake watched from the sidelines, feeling a whirlwind of emotions. He had seen the power of both Sophie and Violet on the Southern Frontier battlefield, where their skills had been put to the test in real combat. Back then, it was all about strength, agility, and speed.
But this sparring session was different. It was raw talent, and their techniques were dazzlingly effective.
Seeing such formidable women made Blake realize what a treasure he had let slip away. Recalling the words he had said to Sophie after returning from the expedition, embarrassment flushed his cheeks.
How had he found the nerve to say such things? He still couldn’t quite grasp what had possessed him at the time.
Michael was the first to react. He immediately knelt and declared, “Sage Violet, please accept my greetings.”
Max was taken aback for a moment, then quickly followed suit and knelt. “Sage Violet, please accept my greetings.”
They were not merely acknowledging Violet as a martial arts instructor??hey were genuinely accepting her as their mentor.
Michael flashed a cheeky grin at Max. “Sorry, but I’m the eldest apprentice and your senior now.”
Max sighed, “You sly dog! I was a step behind.”
Alistair hesitated for a moment, then asked uncertainly, “Do we really have to accept her as our mentor?”
“No need for that,” Sophie replied coolly. “Whether or not she accepts an apprentice is up to her. She doesn’t take just anyone. She’s only here to help you improve your skills, so calling her Sage Violet is enough.”
“No way! We want to formally accept her as our mentor,” Michael insisted.
For those in the Mystic Army, advancing their martial arts skills was the only way to ensure their future.
Violet hadn’t planned on taking on any apprentices, but now that both of them had knelt, she felt obliged to accept them.
“Well, if you’re kneeling…” she began.
Before she could finish, Alistair quickly dropped to his knees and proclaimed, “Sage Violet, please accept my greetings!”
“I guess I’ll just accept… What?”
Violet almost stumbled over her words as she and Alistair had spoken at the same time. She had intended to only take on Michael and Max, and didn’t want to accept Alistair. The man was such an opportunist. He knelt just as she was speaking, catching her off guard,
Noticing Blake stepping forward, Violet panicked at the thought of him kneeling too.
“Alright, I’ll take three apprentices and the rest can still learn from me. We’ll hold the formal apprenticeship ceremony in a few days. I have to leave now, I have matters to attend to.”
Blake naturally wanted to learn martial arts. In the past, he had believed his skills were decent. But after witnessing the prowess of Sophie and her companions on the Southern Frontier, he understood what it meant when people said there were always greater heights and more skilled individuals in the world. However, he had no intention of accepting Violet as his mentor. She was just a young woman, headstrong and impudent. No matter how skilled she was, she was hardly fit to be someone’s mentor.
The thought of being a Crown Guard commander and kneeling before such a young woman was laughable. How could Blake face his subordinates after that? Would he have any authority left?
Moreover, Violet wasn’t even an official sage. The distinction between an instructor and an official sage was significant.
As Violet hurried away, she realized she didn’t truly want apprentices, but Sophie was in charge of the Mystic Army. If Sophie’s soldiers weren’t skilled enough, everything would fall on Sophie’s shoulders.
Violet didn’t want to see her friend work herself to the bone.
A couple of days later, Max and the other two prepared a formal banquet for the apprenticeship ceremony at Glimmering Tower. They invited Violet, along with Rafael and Sophie, to witness the occasion.
After returning home that day, Violet felt a wave of regret. How could someone like her, with such a temper, take on apprentices? Being tied down in that way felt stifling, especially since she was younger than them. It wasn’t that she couldn’t command respect??t just seemed unnecessary.
Wasn’t it enough to teach them a few things and be known as a sage?
She was thinking of ways to decline when they insisted on holding the banquet??t Glimmering Tower, no less. The extravagance of it was absurd and yet stirred a sense of vanity within her.
After contemplating it, Violet realized that since the Inferno Guild would eventually be in her hands, perhaps she might as well accept the role.
Once she came to this conclusion, she chose appropriate weapons for them. Then, she brought Rafael and Sophie along to the banquet.
After the three men bowed to her and presented her with wine, Violet said, “First off, don’t go around announcing that you’ve officially become my apprentices. Yes, you knelt before me that day in front of witnesses, but since there was no formal ceremony, it didn’t count. Now that we’re having this apprenticeship ceremony and feast, only the people here know about it. Outside, you can call me Sage Violet.”
The three men nodded obediently.
Violet then distributed the weapons she had brought for them. “Michael, you’re the eldest apprentice. I’ve seen your swordsmanship, and this sword will suit you well. Its name is Whispering Breeze. I hope you can advance in your sword skills.”
“Thank you, Sage Violet!” Michael accepted the sword with both hands, unable to contain his joy.
“Max, you’re the second apprentice. You usually use a knife, right? Amethyst Edge is for you.”
“Amethyst Edge?” Max was practically bouncing with excitement. “Thank you, Sage Violet! Thank you so much!”
There was no need to explain how much martial artists cherished their weapons. He used both swords and knives, but the dagger suited him perfectly.
“Alistair!” Violet called, her tone shifting as she turned to him.
Alistair knelt obediently. After going home that day, he had been wrestling with his thoughts. He had truly struggled with whether he had acted impulsively in taking a young woman as his mentor.
Would he be able to face anyone if word got out?
But seeing the exceptional weapons the others received, he felt a pang of regret for hesitating that day. He had let Michael and Max take the titles of eldest and second apprentices while he remained behind. Rubbing his swollen cheek, he recalled the pain he had endured during the assessment. His whole body ached and his lips were chapped, making it difficult to speak.
Yes, Sage Violet!” he managed to say, though his words were a little slurred.
Violet was initially reluctant to accept him. But seeing him, who once strutted about with his nose in the air, now kneeling before her calling her Sage Violet, she softened a bit. After all, his skills were impressive, and he could support Sophie.
For her friend’s sake, Violet decided to tolerate him.
She handed him a sword, her tone considerably more serious than before.
“Your leg technique is good, but you need to hone your weapon skills. When the time comes to face a real enemy, you can’t always rely on bare hands.
“This sword is called Obsidian Dragon. It weighs 18 pounds but is incredibly sharp, and it’s able to slice through iron like mud. If you want to master your swordsmanship, you’ll need to enhance your inner force. Naturally, I’ll teach you all about inner force cultivation.
As the heavy sword landed in Alistair’s hands, he could hardly believe his luck.
He had certainly heard of the Obsidian Dragon sword before. It was forged by the legendary blacksmith, Hellbreaker. Many had tried to purchase it for a hefty sum but had ultimately failed.
So, the sword had ended up with the Spencer family.
All of his initial reluctance transformed into uncontainable joy, and he barely registered Violet mentioning she would teach them about inner force cultivation.