Master Of None

Chapter 1214 - 1214. Weight And Flow

Chapter 1214 – 1214. Weight And Flow

"All that holding for bracelets and a belt? How can that do anything? Wait…shoulder straps? What is this thing?" Remey was lost as lost could be. She was looking down at the set of training "armor" that the wandering blacksmith had made. It consisted of interlocked segments of the condensed copper. 

There were bracelets that easily fit around her wrists and ankles. Then a separate belt that attached to shoulder straps with hooks. From what she could tell the hooks would be oriented to fit on her back, "I can add weight to my back if I want!?" She was pretty excited to grasp this effect. It would mean that she would be able to continue to add weight if this was not enough. 

However, she looked at the "armor" and wondered if she would even be able to wear it. The amount of condensed copper used had only increased. After the first [piece had been used, Remey had been sent to get another and another and another. All heavier than the last. Overall, it had been a significant number of unrefined condensed copper. All of it was probably heavier or just as heavy as Remey herself. She had held everything in place with great struggle while he had worked on them to shape and cool them properly. 

The wandering blacksmith slowly watched as Remey grasped the uses and benefits. He had gone against making traditional armor so that Remey would be able to still wear her armor but also the training armor on top. It would be an extension of what she was already using so that she would be able to improve and remain comfortable. It was these small things that truly caused him to be better than any other blacksmith in the entirety of Genesis. 

Just the bracelets alone made Remey feel as if she was unable to pick up her arms from the floor. When she clipped the ankle bracelets on she found taking steps was ten times harder than it had been. The look at the belt that would strap on to her shoulders and waist made her wonder if she would even be able to make it out of the door or towards the mansion. Training in these was out of the question until she actually built up her strength again. 

"Stop holding back your laughter. I can see it on your face. You want to make fun of me for this. But you won't be able to get away with it. I will be stronger than everyone!" Her shout was enough to break the calm smile the wandering blacksmith had. He laughed even harder as Remey strapped on the heavy belts to head out. Her movements were much slower but the strain of her muscles was clear. He had balanced them perfectly to train every movement she made without them shifting and hurting her. It all came down to her determination now. 

While Remey was slowly making her way back to the mansion so that she could attempt to get used to her new training armor, Gil was struggling in his own ways. 

"Just see how he is trying to fight the flow of the water. The current is pushing him down stream. Those rockets there cause changes in the flow. Instead of letting his legs be pulled with the flow and go around the rocks, he is forcing himself to go opposite them and avoid them too early." The merfolk that had been instructing had begun to throw the kids in to the same situation behind Gil. he used Gil as the main example. 

If this wasn't for self improvement, Gil would think he was being targeted. However, the more he was trying to master this technique, the more he realized that he was the least knowledgeable. He was the one that should be learning the most. The other children that were learning may be young merfolk, but they were more victim to the flow of water than he was. Every single time they moved, the water would change them drastically. Gil just worried about his legs. 

"Throw the rest of your body in to the flow. You need your arms and torso to move and shift with them." Gil had not realized he was holding his body steady and just moving his legs and hips. It was leading to a very unbalanced stance which caused him to nearly fall at that moment. He was blind to the way he looked and needed to rely on the guidance he was being given while they slowly moved down the shallow river. "Come on, even a minnow can do better than that." The comment was to all of them as their instructor watched. 

A single thought occurred to Gil, he had nearly fallen but somehow found himself back on his feet. He gave a little hop and found that the water dragged him forward slightly around the next rock in their path. It wasn't a heavy push but one that made him move faster and change the way he faced. It also opened up his view ahead of him and showed off the broad side of the rock. 

"Finally, you caught on. If you didn't I would use my undercurrent skill to drag you under with the current and see you learn the hard way." The merfolk instructor laughed as if this was a joke. However, the small hums of fear behind Gil told him that the other students had this happen to them when they were learning for the first time. "Now more, we are going until it looks like you can do this in your sleep!" The training ramped up yet another level. Gil didn't know that grasping the concept would prove to be a curse. The only thing that he told himself was that he might be on to something here. 

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