His crew was rented too.
However, since his sailors were quite weak, he could fish rank 3 magical beasts at best, barely meeting his monthly expenses.
'Balance and diligence, a code of conduct… There shouldn't be anyone more diligent than me but the other requirements are quite vague.'
Noah's thoughts wandered through the many information that he had gathered that day before he decided to rest, he had still to sleep after he left the shell of the Sea turtle so his centers of power needed another round of recovery.
Yet, he had finally found a safe foothold, the two weeks required to reach the Coral archipelago were more than enough to return to his peak form and even improve a little.
Noah barely came out of his cabin in those days.
Cody tried to give as much information as he could about the archipelago hoping to make some quick gain but Noah didn't hand him any more Credits.
Little by little, Cody stopped inviting him to dinner and limited himself to send food to his cabin.
Noah preferred that treatment since it left him with more time to train and to plan his next move.
His sea of consciousness was enlarging due to the "Breath" stored in it, it wasn't as fast as with the Kesier rune but it was still better than not training at all.
His dantian had completely recovered and was quickly nearing the limits of the liquid stage, the breakthrough to the solid stage was nearing even faster than Noah had predicted.
His body and mind were at a higher level after all, they were increasing the speed at which his dantian grew in order to restore some kind of balance between his centers of power.
The rest of his days was used to train in the Elemental forging method.
He had left the Odrea nation in a hurry and he knew that a long escape would have followed that event.
That's why he didn't bring any of the materials in the inventory with him.
They were already old and partially decomposed, only the formation of the inventory could slow their decay.
It would have been fine to take them if Noah was to have time to forge during his escape but the flight over the sea would have just wasted those precious materials.
To put it simply, he lacked the materials needed to improve the Demonic swords or to attempt in any other creation.
His training consisted of creating stronger wills to imbue in the "Breath", his ability had risen a lot due to the mass productions of disposable weapons but he knew that he could do better.
After all, when he was forging weapons for himself, Noah wouldn't aim to create self-destructive items, he wanted durable and stable creations.
Also, using his mind as much as he could was another form of training for the sea of consciousness which Noah gladly accepted.
It was in the silence of the cabin, with the occasional noise of the sailors in the background, that the ship completed its route, successfully returning to a port in the Coral archipelago.
Chapter end
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