Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

Arthur didn't intend to stop here, even when it was two on one, a situation unfavorable to any fighter against a seasoned cultivator like him. just as Edwar was about to move to face him, he disappeared, reappeared just behind him, directing his bare left hand to his neck, rendering him unconscious.

"Damn you, you are a freak!" Madly said with an obvious upset in her tone. Arthur didn't mind her, as the freak here wasn't him but her. He disappeared to reappear just behind her, mimicking his approach to Edwar, to be met with her sword in a swift smooth way that seemed previously planned.

She was a mind freak, someone who could observe and learn, anticipate her enemies moves, so perfect that with the progress of any battle, her enemies would be helpless with time.

But not Arthur, who dealt with mind freaks his entire life times he couldn't count. Just as the sword was halfway, he disappeared again, reappearing on her left, away from the sword. Just before she could retaliate, he disappeared again, to appear standing in the first place he moved at, just behind her neck.

This series of fast moves were intended to confuse her, disturbing the chain of actions she would ever take, destructing her defenses, making her vulnerable to his attacks. He just moved his left hand, to gently touch her neck, before she lost her consciousness and fell on the ground.

His left hand moved to catch her, before he moved towards the rocks they were standing at. This little conflict had caused some changes to the train here, with all these powers exerted on the soft grass, but at the end the rocks were still standing, and Ouly was still sleeping.

He moved to grab everyone from the place they were sleeping at. After he finished, he sat on a rock, facing them, like a father observing his sleeping babies. Having such an idea in his mind drove a smile over his face, as in his past life he wasn't lucky enough to have kids.

They seemed to sleep for longer than he expected. The first time to open the innate talents was always the hardest. Some might lose their sanity in the process, just like they did, which was an indicator, a good one, for their high ranked innate talents.

"Two mind freaks and one irresistible talent, three good seedlings I got here," he muttered as he moved his eyes between them all, before finally resting over Ouly. "What surprising innate talent will you show me, kid?"

He knew, if anyone here had some rare innate talent, they wouldn't even be compared with what Ouly would show him. assassins were very rare from the beginning, so their innate talents should be something unique, rare and beautiful.

"I guess it's time for me to know what innate talent I have in this world."

He knew his past innate talent, as a cultivator he could use many forms of weapons, learn many cultivation techniques. This was, back at the cultivation world, a godly given talent, a talent for geniuses, but here he wasn't sure if his innate talent would follow his soul or his body's will.

In the battle from before, he just used his tricks, the skills and moves he had engraved deeply in his soul from his past life, but he refrained from using his innate talent, for fear of hurting them.

But now he had to test his talent, and to do that he needed to ditch his sword, and fetch a weapon suitable to his taste, which was the bow he took from grandpa Regil.

Once he touched the bow again, he felt a deep resonance with it. This was an indication of his innate talent, but he knew that he needed to fly some arrows to assess his innate talent.

He took a deep breath, readied his mind, and then took out one arrow and flung it into the bow. He targeted a nearby tree, just tens of meters away, then he released the arrow, to move at a very high speed towards the tree before inserting its head into it firmly.

"What the hell?!" Arthur just exclaimed in surprise, as he did feel some powers attaching himself with the arrow, but that was it. he didn't think he did hardly have any talent at all, as he began to think, repicture the move just now, try to analyze the feeling he just had.

He didn't have enough data to reach a conclusion, so he put an arrow one after another without pause, trying to grasp this feeling that strangely felt somehow familiar.

"My god, I have this god killing talent!"

He finally recalled when and where he felt such a talent. It was a signature move of one of the strongest archers in his cultivation world. this one was somehow scary, even for him, as Arthur rarely admitted to be below someone in something, but in killing and assassination, this man was surly topping him.

"Wow, I really got all the luck of my past life here."

He was in a good mood, as discovering having this innate talent made him very glad and content. He didn't delay to test out his talent, as he took another arrow and then targeted it towards the tree. Just as the arrow left the string, he manipulated his innate talent, to affect the path this arrow was heading in.

Instead of flying straight forward, Arthur controlled the arrow to deviate, creating an arc, as it bypassed the tree and hit the one behind it, in a magnificent way.

"Hooray, I really did it!"

He even jumped in the air, like a little kid, driven from his excitation. This talent was really a killer, as no one could even threaten him, near or far, even if he hid behind a tree or a rock, it didn't matter.

All would be hit with his arrows, no matter where he or she was.

What made this talent really scary was the fact it wasn't related only to bows, as any flying weapons could be manipulated with it, knives, darts, even needles.

It was a killer move, best suited for a dark assassin. Arthur looked in apology towards the sleepy Ouly, as such a talent was best suited for him.

Arthur then started experimenting his new talent, thrilled with it, he tried to control two arrows, but he failed. He wasn't dejected, as he knew his talent was just being discovered, and he needed quite some time to grow it stronger. Patience, that was what he needed right now.

He then returned to sit on the rock, calmly acting as a dao protector for these kids until they started to wake up one after another. The last to wake up was Ouly, who was now seeing things differently, like a newborn looking around him in curiosity.

"How are you all feeling?" Arthur said, as everyone was silent the moment they woke up. He knew they were just being conflicted right now, as the effects of opening their talents were just fading away, but they were still there.

"What happened to us?" Madly, acting their previous leader, asked, in a try to better understand what happened.

"You just opened your innate talents, congratulations," Arthur replied, simply like that.

"No," Madly shook her head, "this isn't the innate talents we know about."

She glanced at everyone else, as she was asking for their opinions. They all nodded, even Ron, who was now seeing his master in new lights, with much doubts inside him than ever.

"What is the innate talent system you have here in this world?"

Arthur's question was bizarre, but he had already crossed all this track with them, so he didn't mind asking them directly, as he was oblivious to what the rules of this world were.

"Innate talents first being assessed by academy representatives," Madly spoke up, "I saw it and heard the description with my own eyes and ears. Innate talents are divided into ranks, from zero to ten, each determines how many demons a person can hold in his body. ranks from one to three meant mediocre talent, ranks above three are considered good talent, and they will gain a chance to be taught at Dorgazire Academy."

Her explanation was detailed, in her opinion, but plainly simple, in Arthur's opinion.

'So they are assessing talents based on the power to control demons, how naïve,' he muttered to himself, before saying loudly, "This system is flawed."

"How so?!" Ron was the one to ask, as he wanted to know what was really going on with his master. He wanted to privately ask him directly about that, he never thought such a disease would be life changing, not like this.

"Because it depends upon the utilization of your innate talent, its strength, not the nature of your talents," Arthur slowly said, trying to simplify things to them.

"What is the problem then? After all strength is what really matters," Ouly said, expressing his opinion.

"I admit you are true, but you have also to admit this is a very restricted way of seeing things," Arthur said, and before anyone else would interrupt him, he added, "Let's take you as an example. If we did a test on you the moment I met you, then you might gain rank one or two. however, after gaining more energy to your bodies, opening the real realm of your talents, doing the test now would be surprising to you, as you will jump one rank at least."

His words were vague to most, but not to Ouly or Madly, as the two had some understanding of what he was saying.

"Do you mean we should build our bodies, train our innate talents, before we consider taking the test?" Ouly asked, trying to express what he understood.

"Yes," Arthur nodded, "this is the most logical and right approach. As doing that, you will always train your talent and make sure it will grow, even if you start in a low rank talent, your rank will keep rising non-stop," he added, before he motioned to the meat pieces reserved for Ouly, "but this also reminds me of something, gaining energy from sources like monsters and herbs is indeed good and easy, but with time your body won't benefit from it, or to precise, your body will need massive amounts of energy that would seem impossible for these meat to supply."

Ouly had his eyes first laid over his share, as he noticed the envious eyes of everyone else.

"What is this meat?" he asked, wryly, feeling awkward without a reason.

Madly took the chance to explain things to him, and Arthur didn't stop her. He just watched what she said, as he wanted to know what she and others had learnt from him, and after she finished he was satisfied, as she learnt everything he needed her to know.