Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 131

Chapter 131 Chapter 30.4 - Conversation

In this world, there are things that are given to us from the start that are very important in our lives and hold significant value.

However, most of the time, we wouldn't be able to learn how to use all those things in the most efficient way.

A person can be strong, but they may not necessarily be able to utilize that strength in the best way.

But, as we live our lives and age, by our nature, we develop and evolve. And, as we evolve, we gradually get better at utilizing things that are gifted to us from the start.

This was the same as my [Perceptive Insight].

The trait that enabled me to grasp the essence of the 'things' that I had 'observed' and I had 'studied' faster than normal.

I had been training with my dagger, with my bow skills, and with my mana control, utilizing this trait while observing how other people did, but as I used the trait more and more, I realized that my trait wasn't limited to things like swinging weapons or combat.

I could get better at things related to daily life or utility. Like how to run in the most optimal posture, how to make a meal without giving up a huge amount of time, how to sleep in the wilderness with your guard up, how to scan the terrain to get a better position, how to stretch and train my muscles for optimal body...

The examples could go on like that, but essentially, my trait's only limit was actually my own thoughts and myself.

And, while I was training with Ethan and sparring with him, I realized one thing. He was actually reading my moves in such a way that his body was moving on its own.

As if, rather than thinking about how he needed to move to evade or deflect my attack, something else was doing it for him.

'He is a real protagonist.'

It was something that I had never encountered before and something that differed Ethan from other people in this world.

If he was the protagonist of this world, then he was bound to be different, and that was now showing itself.

He had the talent in combat that could be easily seen. But what was that talent, I asked myself.

The answer that I came up with was the thing that people in this world called 'Mirage.'

It was not something that was known worldwide but something only a handful of close combatants knew.

Those who had the talent to 'feel' their weapon instinctively.

As if they knew what to do even before they could see or sense. If this were a video game, people would call it script.

But identifying something and understanding how it worked were two different things, especially when it came to things that I couldn't directly see with my eyes.

Things that were more like a 'concept.'

However, while continuously parrying his attacks and getting hit, suddenly, a thought came into my head.

'What if I can perceive how he does it?'

That what-if question was the tiny spark that ignited the idea in my head.

If I could get how Ethan was able to do it somehow, that meant I could also do it like Ethan did, and more importantly, I could create something to counter it.

And thus, for me, the second phase of the spar started.

As I was pushed back by his spear, at first, nothing came into my mind, as if what I was doing was pointless.

However, as I continued to fight with him and tried to attack, gradually, things started appearing in my mind.

As if something was telling me to defend in this state…..

Or it was a thread that appeared randomly and stated when I should have attacked. But even then, it was not complete.

I wasn't able to keep up with Ethan's way of doing that and the way his spear moved.

But, at that one strike, when his spear stabbed me three times.

At the third stab, I was able to 'feel' it. And, my dagger moved on its own to parry the attack. I was able to glance at that Mirage even for one second.

However, was that enough?

If I and Ethan had the same thing, then he would surely be able to counter the attack I was going to follow with.

Then, another 'feeling' appeared in my mind, different from the previous one. And, as if to showcase that feeling, this time, I moved my body. First, it was a palm, and then it was a dagger strike.

But I instinctively knew Ethan wouldn't be able to sense it, let alone understand it because it was my own interpretation of countering the Mirage.

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"You should never stop doubting Ethan."

I said as I retracted my dagger from Ethan's neck.

'It hurts.'

My arm was hurting, and it was shaking. My body was tired from the continuous spar, and my low constitution was now showing its deficiency.

"I should never stop doubting, huh?" Ethan mumbled as he grabbed his spear, pointing to the ground. "You are right." He had a slight smile on his face as he said that. "I guess nothing is indomitable in this world."

Different from me, Ethan wasn't that tired, and neither was he injured that much. I was able to land a bunch of hits on him, but none of them went past his skin and were strong enough.

"Then, should we call it a day?" Ethan asked, looking at my arm.

"We should," I answered. I could grab a potion and heal myself, but I needed some things to think about, and I didn't want to talk any longer.

"See you later then." As Ethan said those words, I grabbed my bag and left the room with my arm in pain, walking to my own room.

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"What a crazy guy," Ethan mumbled after Astron left. "But, it was an eye-opener."

For him, who had just recently discovered how it 'felt,' he was excited like a child finding a new toy.

But, now, that excitement was cooled down.