After going through maddening pain for about 10-20 minutes, he wasn't sure how long it was; it almost felt like an eternity. The butler immediately handed him a potion, which he gulped down like a man who had been walking through a desert.
The pain slowly receded, and his body and skin healed. Even his mind became calmer. He could not help but think that his father's potions were truly amazing. As far as he knew, his father was making lots of potions and stacking them up.
Everyone in the kingdom only knew that Daniel Nomrad had lost his ability to create exceptional Alchemical medicines and potions because of his trauma right after Damien Nomrad, his father, had disappeared, and it even got worse after an accident that killed his wife and put his son in a coma.
Which was not true. He was buying time for the right moment.
The butler said to him, which broke him out of his thoughts, "Please get up, young master, and tell how you feel now."
Axel tried to stand up, but it was almost like he jumped upwards with one leg. He could not help but curse, "What the fuck?"
It was only then that he paid attention to his body. He felt light, extremely light. Even his minute movements seem like an attack. It almost seemed like he was a robot, unable to control his movements or understand how much strength he needed to put into each one.
"Young master, only a good fight can give better control over your body now. Your body had gotten used to being overweight. Now it needs to adjust back to normal," stated the butler and signaled Axel to come to him.
"Don't hold back your punches," added the old man.
Axel showed a smile at that sight; the floor almost seemed to crack just from the stomp of his back foot as he shot forward at an incomparable speed. Axel threw his punch at the butler.
But he slightly lost his balance because he couldn't control his strength.
The butler came forward and blocked his blow calmly. He then pushed him backward and said loudly, "Again....."
Axel continued his frontal assault with punches and kicks as he grew accustomed to his increased strength. His movements became more and more refined, as they used to be. He performed the movement techniques, even feints to confuse the old man. Which obviously did not work. But he kept going on nonetheless.
Eventually, he used his increased strength to increase his movement speed through the specific techniques that the old butler had taught him. He began to attack from the front, upward, back, or sideways. His movements began to blur as his agility increased. There was no sense of exhaustion on his face. Only an ecstatic exhilaration remained; the strength coursing through his veins made him feel an overwhelming joy that was hard to describe.
The feeling of growing stronger was just too fantastic. Even though the butler had a smile on his face, he couldn't believe it. First, the overweight training that he put the young master through was something utterly impossible. As far as he knew, no human had managed to get used to 15 kilos of increased weight on all 4 limbs simultaneously in such a short time.
Only the young master was the first human to do so. Not to mention, Axel was able to fight without hindrance with those increased weights. Now that the results were finally showing, it was possible he would have won against both the orc and the circle fight without the overweights.
The butler suddenly signaled him to stop. He handed Axel a sword. While the old man remained empty-handed. The butler said in a profound tone,
"Make me bleed, and you win, at least I hope you can do this much for how many times I have beaten you elegantly."
Axel became furious at that taunting remark and obliged graciously.
"Don't worry, I will make you bleed," added Axel in a menacing tone.
He took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and focused the entirety of his existence just on the fight to make his opponent bleed.
The underground training hall they were in now was quite vast. It was wide enough not to hinder their movements during the fight. Axel rushed forward and made a high jump in the sky, with all his might, and he slashed down vertically right at the head of the old butler. He even exuded his killing intent.
He was aiming for the kill; the whole thing took more than a few seconds. The butler did not move from the position and only smiled at his killing intent. Just as the tip of the sword was about to reach the head of the butler, he moved his hand, and with only his two fingers, he blocked the sword attack, yet the power behind it was so great that it generated a shockwave that caused a powerful gale of wind to spread everywhere.
Vohoooom!!
Yet, the butler did not move a single step backward. He was shocked, of course; he knew the difference between a normal human and a 2nd-phase Seeker was as great as heaven and earth. But even so, to block his most powerful attack just with two fingers, while there wasn't even a slight tremble in the old man's hand.
He tried to bring back the sword, yet the old man did not let go of his two fingers' grip on it; he moved his hand and flung Axel away with the sword. Axel crashed into the wall and coughed up a mouthful of blood because of the sheer force behind the fling, all that with just the butler's two fingers.
But Axel strangely did not complain; he slowly got up and looked straight in the eye of the butler and said in a serious tone, "Don't worry, I'll be strong soon enough."
"At the time, when I came back from the academy. I might even defeat you."
The old man only smiled and said, "We will see then."
Axel left the room, while the old butler kept standing at that place, his one hand behind his back. A few drops of blood fell from his two fingers that he had used to block the attack from Axel. He was holding them on his back.
He sighed and inspected his fingers, which were cut by Axel's attack. He stated,
"You fool, you did not even ask if I was cut or not."
His face was incomparably serious. "Can you believe this, Daniel, an unawakened normal human had managed to damage the skin of a quasi 3rd phase Seeker?"
"Just what sort of monstrosity is your son?"
From the shadows, a middle-aged man with good features slowly showed himself. He had blue eyes and black hair; his face was slightly familiar to Axel himself. The air itself became heavy the moment he appeared. He said in a serious tone,
"Heal your hand and clean all traces of your blood. No one can know of this Vargas."
The butler looked at his patriarch for a moment, then said, "And you, why are you smiling so deviously like that?"
"Huh, am I?" Daniel touched his face and realized he was smiling like a freak all this time, seeing the monstrous prowess of his son.
But then Daniel shot back at his friend, "Do you realize what just happened? A non-phase being just injured someone with a power close to that of a third phase."
The butler nodded and sighed defeatedly, "No one can do anything funny while he's within the walls of the academy, but things will get out of hand when he comes out, and the world knows of it."
"We will have to forward our plans."
"Just wait, my wife. Just wait a little longer. You shall soon be avenged," stated Daniel in boundless hatred.
Axel obviously did not know of the conversation that his father and butler were having. Now that his training was pretty much over, he needed to prepare himself for the academy. He needed to leave for the capital tomorrow; he only had tonight to sleep in this mansion. A long time would have passed till the next time he came back.
Everyone could bring one servant with them. His maid, Clara, insisted on coming many times and even brought many other beautiful young maids to show and pick one. Her sudden bringing all the pretty maids left him stunned. His uncontrollable dick wasn't even helping in that situation. Just looking at each one of them was enough to turn him on.
His eyes scanned every inch of their bodies unconsciously, and all the maids blushed furiously. Axel himself was extremely handsome. The maids would always peek at him from time to time, and they would also come near him with various excuses, and Axel never treated them badly if they tried to talk to him.
Except for Clara, there was one who somehow caught his attention. She looked similar to Clara herself, but he shook his head. Just as he was about to tell all of them to go back, his maid whispered something into his ear.
"Young master, there is a rumor that perhaps the young lord doesn't like women."
"and the young lord is perhaps ga...."
She could not finish her words, since Axel glared at her hatefully. She whispered to him again with a teasing tone, "It's better not to let such rumors spread. I shall leave my little sister Clarice in your hands. Please make her into a proper woman."
Just as Axel was about to rebuke her harshly, his mind spun, feeling extremely dizzy while a kind heat spread through his whole body.
At the same time, Clara's younger sister, the maid named Clarice, came closer to him while the others swiftly left the place with some reluctance.
He wanted to tell her to stop whatever she was trying to do, yet it was as if he had no energy to speak; only then did he realize what was happening.
Aphro....aphrodisiac, he had been fed a powerful potion of aphrodisiac.
His private part stood up like a tower. At this moment, even the demon bloodline betrayed him, and an even greater form of beast instinct took over. Overwhelming lust filled his mind and body.
Clarice came closer, grabbed his face with both of her hands, and kissed him with her soft lips. It was like a fuse had been lit.
Axel completely lost his mind to the urges of his demon bloodline that wanted to procreate at the slightest opportunity.