Some time later, Oliver noticed that his body felt far fresher than before. His facial features appeared more refined, and most of all, he felt lighter, almost as though he could throw himself directly into the wind itself. Although the difference from before was barely fifty percent, he had now surpassed the limitations of any ordinary human.
Just a few minutes ago, he had merely been treading along that boundary.
Now, however, Oliver could clearly perceive the difference.
His vision and hearing had sharpened considerably, and a strange sense of clarity rested upon him.
With this, the natural effects of his Hues were bound to have grown stronger, and now he could finally acquire Stitches since the Garden would fully acknowledge his existence. On the other hand, his Sword was the next thing requiring enhancement, and that process could be accomplished much like forging a weapon.
