Carter sat down at the opposite side of Kintaro.
The Silver Blade adjusted himself and leaned back. "I want to know what are the techniques you used back there."
Tenmaru returned with a tray of tea. He politely poured two cups of tea for the two of them.
"Allow us some privacy, Tenmaru."
"Yes, Master." Tenmaru bowed and left.
"The Art that I used is called Primal Art. Art of the Primal Instincts."
The Elite swordsman rubbed his beard. "I see. That's a nice name for it. You created this?"
"I did." Carter nodded.
He actually fused it out of many types of skills and abilities. But what Kintaro said wasn't far from the truth.
"Which Sacred Word did you use?" The swordsman asked.
"None." Carter told the truth again.
Kintaro frowned. He didn't refute what Carter said, only working internally on what could be the case.
"You're a Primer?" The swordsman said.
"More or less, yes. You know about them?" Carter said.
