Novel Full 79 Runesmith
In the next month that had passed, I had completed several goals, and while it might have not been to the proficiency I would usually strive for when trying to complete things, I simply couldn’t rush something like this any further than I already had done.
According to Blanca, my speed of learning was something that prodigies all around the world could only dream to have, something that was only further proven by her grave expression whenever she would see me do something that would have taken her months to even learn.
Her eyes continued to shine green with envy for a long time, but after she got used to my speed, she calmed herself down and only showed slight changes in her facial expressions rather than the faces of complete disbelief that she kept showing earlier.
I had learned everything I could about the basics of every rune category, yet I could still accurately pinpoint which one I was better at compared to which one I had been significantly worse in.
While I would have loved to have been a professional in battle runes, that simply was not the case since it also happened to be the category I was much worse at compared to the other three. I couldn’t understand why I was so much worse at using battle runes compared to the other two, but if I were to guess, it would most probably be due to the fact that it was something completely new to me.-.
I hadn’t learned how to use my elements properly, so how could I expect any other outcome?
Coming second was the enchantment runes that I had not really found a way to use yet other than implementing them onto objects such as branches or leaves for training since there wasn’t really anything else to use them on.
Learning enchantment runes had become a lot easier when I recognized the simple runes within the book and remembered how they had been used in the past, an example being the bats that the hobgoblins held. At a certain point, the regret of not having taken the bats out with me had begun to fill my heart, but I knew better than anyone else that there was no point mulling on the past.
So in the place of the bats, I chose to analyze my spear first and check if it had any runes that I could learn from or replicate. However, to my dismay, a single glance from Blanca caused her to frown before quickly telling me that the runes on the spear were tier 2 runes, something that I could not even think about replicating with my current power.
According to her, the spear’s runes were very versatile when it came to the use of mana since it would accept any element given to it without a hitch from its end. She did mention though that elements such as light or darkness might have been a slight problem from the spear, yet since I didn’t have any of those elements, it wasn’t a problem that I had to think about.
However, I still could not help but wonder, what would have happened if I were to have gotten the time element and had tried to fuel the runes on the spear with it?
Finally, tactical runes were the ones that I was most proficient in and this was mainly due to the fact that the ideas behind the tactical runes were quite simple. They transfer energy through any surface unless it is mana repellent. Mana-resistant materials on the other hand would simply slow down the speed of the mana transfers.
“Hey, Blanca. I’ve been wondering, can someone have a body constitution without having visible runes on their body?” I asked while eyeing the runes that traveled from Blanca’s collar bone all the way to the calves. I could see some of them faintly shine under her black clothes, but I did not pay much attention to them.
“Yes, why?” She asked, seemingly confused.
“How can I check if I have one or not?” I asked
I saw her lips curl up with a gentle smile, but behind it, I could feel the small sense of mockery that made me frown lightly.
“Give me your hand.” She commanded, and even though I was still slightly wary of her, I knew that I could trust her as long as I had this pact of ours.
While much of my wariness had dissipated over the past month, I still felt slightly uneasy trusting someone I had technically just met, especially with something so important as my life. However, while I might think this way, I knew telling her that I could not trust her fully would have upset her, and therefore I chose against it.
A feeling arose within my chest every time I saw her, a feeling that would only amplify when she would get angry or upset with me. When I looked into her eyes I felt like a pair of eyes locked onto me too from the abyss of her shadow.
Every time I would look at her, I would see the face of my little sister staring back with an expression I could not read, but fortunately, much of this seemed to have been some kind of illusion created by my mind to make up for the fact that I had lost someone so dear to me merely a few months ago.
Anyway, after having given Blanca my hand, I stared into her eyes with an intense gaze of my own until she finally opener her eyes from her half-meditative state. A complex light shone within her eyes, making me unable to tell if what she had been good or bad for me.
“What is it?” I asked
“Well, you don’t have a unique constitution…” She paused and thought of her next words carefully before saying them out loud.
“If I here to put it simply, you don’t really have anything…”