Everything steadily moved forward, gradually showing signs of progress.
It wasn't an exaggeration to say that the mission in the Mutated Battlefield had revolutionized most, if not all, aspects of Liam's life.
On the surface, nothing had changed, but the disparate and plentiful rewards had added multiple goals for Liam to pursue, granting his almost identical routine new, grander meanings.
The Disciplinary Elder hadn't pressed the greatsword's issue any further, but the weapon training that followed the combat lessons had been broad enough to involve heavy instruments, too.
It was the Disciplinary Elder's opinion that Liam had to grow accustomed to fighting with weapons before specializing in one. So, the afternoon lessons tackled battle stances with knives, swords, axes, spears, hammers, and even greatswords.
Even the Alchemy Elder seemed to be fine with that approach, so Liam didn't press the matter and focused on learning.
