Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest

Chapter 461 104.2 - Everchanging Glyph

Chapter 461 104.2 - Everchanging Glyph

After finishing my meal, I made my way to the training room where I had worked with Reina the previous day. The corridors were quieter now, with most trainees immersed in their own schedules. The sense of calm before the storm of rigorous training ahead was almost palpable.

Reaching the third floor, I followed the familiar path to the south wing, where the room awaited. But then, as I reached the door, I could not open it.

The card did not work there.

[Please Enter the Password]

I frowned, glancing around for any clues. The area was quiet and empty, with no one around to ask for help. But then, something caught my eye—a faint glimmer of psions near the doorframe.

'Reina...' I thought, understanding what she wanted me to do.

Standing still, I focused on the line of psions, extending my mana threads towards it. The process required precision and control, much like what I had practiced with her the day before. I carefully wove my mana into the psion line, feeling for any information it might reveal.

The line resisted at first, but I persisted, gradually unraveling its structure. As I delved deeper, I sensed a pattern within the psions—a sequence of energy that seemed to form a code. It was delicate work, requiring intense concentration, but slowly, the pattern began to make sense.

[Not bad]

That was the password?

'Really....' –Click.

The door's lock disengaged, and the screen displayed a message: [Access Granted].

I let out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding. Reina had set this up to test my ability to decipher and manipulate psions, reinforcing the lessons from yesterday.

Pushing the door open, I entered the training room. Reina was there, her expression neutral but her eyes gleaming with approval.

"Impressive," she said. "You deciphered the psions faster than I expected. You're making good progress."

"Thank you, Miss Reina," I replied. "I've been practicing." Visitt (.)co/m for the latest updates

"Good," she nodded. "Today, we are not going to change things too much. You are going to train here with your eyes. We will be focusing on filtering and assimilation once again." She said as she gestured for me to follow her.

"How was your first day?" She suddenly asked.

"It was not bad," I replied.

"How was your experience with Dakota, Kennet, and Tianna?" Reina asked, her tone curious as she led me deeper into the training room.

"Each of them is unique in their approach," I began, reflecting on the day's events. "Dakota is intense and straightforward. Her training is demanding, but it's clear and focused. She's very skilled and expects a lot from her students, but she provides clear guidance and support."

Reina nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. "Dakota is one of the best. She doesn't tolerate mediocrity, but her students benefit greatly from her expertise."

"And Kennet?" she prompted.

"Kennet is...different," I said, choosing my words carefully. "He's methodical and precise. His focus on stealth and presence erasure is intense. I realized I had been relying too much on artifacts to mask my presence. He quickly pointed out my flaws and made it clear that I needed to master the basics."

Reina's eyes gleamed with approval. "Kennet's methods may seem harsh, but they are necessary. Stealth is not just about hiding; it's about blending in and becoming one with the surroundings. He'll push you to reach your full potential."

"And Tianna?" she asked, her tone curious.

As I worked, I could feel the subtle differences between each thread. Some were more resistant, requiring a delicate touch, while others flowed more freely. It was a test of my ability to adapt and respond to the unique characteristics of each thread.

Reina watched closely, offering guidance and feedback as needed. "Remember, it's not just about control. It's about harmony. Each thread has its rhythm. Find it and match it with your own."

Her words guided me as I adjusted my approach, seeking the right balance. Slowly but surely, I integrated my mana with the multiple threads, creating a seamless connection.

"Excellent," Reina said, her approval evident. "You're making significant strides. Keep practicing, and soon, this will become second nature to you as well."

"Understood."

Just like that, I practiced until evening.

******

Dakota made her way to the central command center of the Arcadia Base; her thoughts focused on the conversation she was about to have. The Anchor of the base, known by the nickname "Steelclad," was the one she needed to convince to get permission for the Everchanging Glyph.

She approached the heavy, reinforced doors that led to Steelclad's office. The guards recognized her immediately and allowed her through with a respectful nod. Inside, the room was dimly lit, filled with the soft hum of high-tech equipment and large screens displaying various data feeds.

Steelclad was standing at the central console, his broad frame silhouetted against the glow of the monitors. He was a figure of authority and respect, his presence commanding the room.

"Dakota," Steelclad greeted her without turning around. His deep voice resonated with a calm but undeniable power. "What brings you here at this hour?"

"I need to discuss a matter of great importance regarding one of our trainees," Dakota replied, stepping forward. "It's about Astron Natusalune."

Steelclad turned to face her, his piercing eyes meeting hers. "Astron Natusalune," he repeated thoughtfully. "Reina's recommendation, correct?"

"Yes, that's him," Dakota confirmed. "He's shown remarkable potential, far beyond what I initially expected. I believe he's ready for something more advanced."

Steelclad raised an eyebrow. "More advanced? What do you have in mind?"

"The Everchanging Glyph," Dakota stated, her voice firm. "I believe it's the perfect technique to push him to the next level."

There was a moment of silence as Steelclad considered her words. "The Everchanging Glyph is not something we grant lightly, Dakota. You know that."

"I understand," she said, meeting his gaze steadily. "But Astron has demonstrated an extraordinary ability to learn and adapt. His progress in such a short time is unlike anything I've seen. If anyone is worthy of the Glyph, it's him."

Steelclad studied her for a long moment, weighing her request. "You're confident in his abilities?"

"Absolutely," Dakota replied without hesitation. "He's shown a natural aptitude for integrating mana and physical movements. His combat awareness and adaptability are exceptional. With the Everchanging Glyph, he could become a significant asset to our forces."

Steelclad nodded slowly. "Very well. But you will be responsible for his training and ensuring he doesn't misuse this technique. The Glyph is powerful, but it's also dangerous if not handled correctly."

"I accept full responsibility," Dakota affirmed. "I'll make sure he understands the gravity of what he's learning and guide him through it."

"Then you have my permission," Steelclad said, a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Good luck, Dakota. I trust your judgment."

"Thank you, Steelclad," Dakota said, her relief palpable. She turned to leave, feeling a renewed sense of purpose. With the Everchanging Glyph approved, she was one step closer to unlocking Astron's full potential.

And she could not help but smile.

'I wonder....Is this how the perfect [Weapon Master] will be created.....And how much of a monster we are creating here....' Yet her blood boiled, as she wanted to see what would happen to this monster....

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