I Am No King's

Chapter 67 – New Student

~Lacuna POV~

　

Not only does this woman have abnormal concentration levels, her memory is not normal. This morning, he was able to follow me to the dining table easily. In fact, right now, he's sitting at the table with me, having breakfast.

　

"Sorry, White, about being your student..." Blondie did not finish her words.

　

"So, you want to not?"

　

"..."

　

Blond still silent. His voice was silent, but he was still chewing, eating the bread and sausages I fried.

　

After waiting for a moment, he swallowed the food in his mouth and began to speak, "Why did you suddenly ask that?"

　

I smile. And this is normal. As it is today, normally in the mercenary world, we are the ones who are looking for students, not the ones who are looking for us to become teachers. Only Lugalgin was strange enough, suddenly came to me and asked me to raise him to be a disciple.

　

Oops, I'm a little off track. I have to respond to this woman in front of me first.

　

"Well, simply put, people like us need something to fill their free time. And, incidentally, I like to take students from here and there to do it."

　

"...no other reason?"

　

"other reason? Maybe because you're talented?"

　

"Per...talent?" Blonde tilts head.

　

"Yes, talented." I sipped tea for a moment. "You have an abnormal level of concentration. This is evident from the way you dispelled the bullets and detected the traps I set up. Not many people can do it."

　

"Hmm. I'm not normal."

　

"Only in the concentration section. When compared to someone, you are very very normal, hehe.” I'm laughing a little. “Unfortunately, you don't know how to use your abilities appropriately. You don't have great strength, but decided to attack them bluntly from the front. Are you stupid or what?"

　

"That-that's...."

　

"For someone like you, the most suitable control is a needle."

　

"...needles?"

　

I'm starting to explain why the needle is a suitable weapon for Blonde. Today, the needle, is one of the few objects that is most difficult to control. Why difficult? The material used is too small. This makes the presence of needles difficult to feel.

　

Therefore, the work related to sewing is still done by hand, or machine. Only the best artisans and experts are able to create works or clothes with needle control.

　

As a weapon, a needle is a very deadly weapon. Just imagine if there are ten needles through your skin just like that, especially if it has been poisoned. Unlike the bullet, which was large enough to be seen, the size of the needle was so small that it was unknowable.

　

In fact, even if you know there are needles, it can be difficult to find them, either with the naked eye or with control. The moment when you realize there are needles is when they stick in the body. In other words, it's too late.

　

I myself am unable to do needle control. Thread control is not that complicated because its presence is scattered and elongated. Moreover, if one end had touched my body, I immediately knew where the whole thread was.

　

However, for the needle, you must be fully aware of its existence. And, if you touch it, it's the same as if you threw it. This will allow the opponent to know where the needle will float, eliminating the main element, which is hidden. Yes, for training at the beginning is fine, but not good if made a habit.

　

Blondie heard my words. He listened quietly, like a child hearing a fairy tale, with the occasional devouring of breakfast or tea.

　

"Yes, that's my explanation. How's it?"

　

Blond paused for a moment, "your motivation is just to fill your free time?"

　

"That's one. The second is. rasannya pity see there is talent that is not honed. But, if you refuse, I'm not kebe–"

　

"I want to," the blonde interrupts quickly. "If I were to become your disciple, I could participate in the cleansing of the Abrahamic family, right?"

　

"For that, I'm not sure. Last night, the Adams family hired me and asked to clean up the Ibrahim family this week."

　

I explained before he asked.

　

　

If I take her, I'm afraid she'll be troublesome, or even hinder me. Yet...

　

"I'll change the arrangement of the trap-triggering threads in this apartment at any time and randomly. The time of the attack is five days away. If within five days you can detect the location of the thread and the trap set in less than five seconds, then I will take you."

　

"Eh? Li-five seconds?"

　

"If you can't, I won't take you. Think of it as the first exercise to increase the speed of concentration. To practice the technique using needles, later."

　

"Huh? How come?"

　

"I will not directly teach you the technique of fighting with needles. My training method is not something that can produce something instantly, but slowly but surely. If I give you an instant method, then your death will be instant."

　

Blond was pensive after hearing my response.

　

Here, actually, I want to see the maximum potential of Blonde. If he understood his own body, he should, he knew how to achieve concentration and high-level material investigation without needing to be guided.

　

However, if Blonde is unable to get through the early stages of training, I will have to find another method of training. And finding another method was not easy because I had to fumble, trial and error, figuring out which method of practice was suitable for him. If the training method I gave him was wrong, the potential he had would never come to the surface.

　

On the other hand, if he can get through this initial training well, I can train him easier and faster. Five seconds is a wall where the sensitivity of control has been difficult to improve again. When it comes to this point, the method used should be modified.

　

That's my role. If he manages to reach the five-second limit without guidance. I will directly modify the training method he used. Just modify, but the basics don't change. After that, I was sure he would be able to recognize the threads I used as triggers in just one second.

　

Of course, I didn't say this to Blonde. I'll let him think about it for himself.

　

And again, if his main purpose was to clean up the Ibrahim family, if I went alone, he would have no reason to be my disciple. No. gabe. Corrections. Even if he succeeds, and I have the Ibrahim family cleaned up, there is no guarantee that he will still be my disciple. The main goal has been achieved.

　

"How's it?"

　

Blondie looked at me deeply, then said, "Well, I'll do it."

　

I developed a smile. "good. Your training starts now."

　

"Eh?"

　

I flicked my finger. "Now the position of the trap trigger thread in this apartment has changed completely. Please begin. I'm gonna take a shower first."

　

I left Blondie who was still frowning, confused.

　

"Try not to get killed, yeah."

　

Seriate

　

　

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