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Chapter 34: The Extraordinary Path
Chapter 34: The Extraordinary Path
Perhaps it was due to the time they had spent together that he had become quite familiar with the youngest daughter of the Earl's family.
"Let's end today's training here. If you have any questions in the future, you can ask Shadiya."
Rayn glanced to the side and saw Lady Shadiya, the head maid, nodding slightly at him.
"Wait a moment, Miss Kylie. I have a question. Is the path to the extraordinary in this world limited to the knighthood path?"
"How is that possible?"
Kylie couldn't help but laugh. She realized that she had been so focused on teaching Rayn the breath technique and swordsmanship that she hadn't mentioned some common-sense knowledge to him.
"Of course, the extraordinary paths are far more numerous than just the knighthood path. Even those who achieve the extraordinary through the knighthood path are not considered the most powerful. For example, the various churches of the Empire each have their own extraordinary paths."
"However, the extraordinary paths of the churches all have a prerequisite—one must be a devout believer in the gods."
"The knighthood path is the most stable and relies the least on external forces. It is a path to the extraordinary through tapping into one's own potential."
"At the same time, it is also the most accessible path to the extraordinary for ordinary people," Kylie explained.
"According to records, the knight's breath technique originated from our human ancestors' research on beast tyrants, and gradually developed into a set of training methods suitable for humans."
"The Mammoth Breath Technique and Grizzly Sword Technique you are practicing now are both like this."
Rayn nodded in understanding. He could comprehend this situation.
In his previous life, the ancient ancestors had used the Five Animal Play for health, and the Xingyi Fist to imitate the movements of monkeys, tigers, bears, and other twelve animals to defeat enemies.
"Beast Tyrants?"
However, this was the first time Rayn had heard of this concept, and he asked with confusion.
"Ordinary animals, under the influence of the mysterious side, have a certain probability of transforming into Beast Tyrants or mutated beasts, thereby gaining strength, agility, and recovery speed far beyond their ordinary counterparts. They are like knights among humans."
"Actually, from this perspective, the path to the extraordinary for knights and Beast Tyrants is consistent. Both break through limits in their own ways. Humans achieve this through breath techniques, while animals rely more on talent or bloodline."
"Look!" Kylie's originally slender arm suddenly swelled, causing the long sleeves of her hunting outfit to puff up, but it quickly returned to normal.
Rayn stared at Kylie's arm, his eyes wide in shock.
A muscular Barbie?
He was stunned!
So, this was Kylie's true strength!
"This is the power one gains after becoming a full knight—breaking the limits of physical strength. We call it 'Break Limit.'"
"Long ago, this was also called 'Beastification,' but people wanted to distinguish between humans and beasts. So, those who achieve the extraordinary through breath techniques are called knights, and this transformation is called 'Break Limit,' which is essentially the same as Beastification."
"Well, I should be going now."
Kylie glanced out the window; the night was growing darker.
"Rayn, this world is far more vast and dangerous than you can imagine. I've taught you the Mammoth Breath Technique and Grizzly Sword Technique. Work hard!"
"I hope that a year from now, you'll bring me a pleasant surprise."
With a faint smile, Kylie flicked her chestnut-colored ponytail and turned to leave the room. Her figure quickly disappeared into the darkness outside the castle.
At the same time, in the dining room of the Harris Manor in the county capital of Master County, a bearded man dressed in black and gold-trimmed noble attire elegantly cut into a massive chunk of beef ribs weighing several pounds. The pure silver knife and fork in his hands moved with exceptional dexterity.
On the silver plate, the beef ribs were cut into neat, tofu-like pieces, and the fork swiftly delivered them into his mouth.
Soon, the entire chunk of beef ribs disappeared into his stomach, and the bones were picked clean, not a trace of meat left behind.
But it didn't end there. With a series of crisp cracking sounds, the man's silver dining knife sliced through the beef bones as if they were butter, and he sucked the marrow from within.
At that moment, a beautiful maid by his side respectfully handed him a warm towel.
The man wiped his mouth and said, "Michelle, sorry to have kept you waiting."
His tone was very polite, but anyone could tell that it was merely a formality.
"Is something the matter?"
"Baron, there's something I need to report to you," said the butler, Michelle, waving his hand to dismiss the maids from the dining room.
"We've received news from Dennis. Your sister, Miss Kylie, seems to have fostered a direct descendant at the Habsburg Manor. He's said to be the son of a farmer, but he has quite the talent for swordsmanship."
As the butler mentioned Kylie's name, the middle-aged baron's expression changed, obviously thinking of something unpleasant.
He took a sip of red wine, paused, and asked, "Judging by the time, shouldn't Kylie be heading to the imperial capital soon?"
"Yes, under normal circumstances, Miss Kylie should be setting off for the capital within three days."
"Otherwise, she might miss the opening ceremony of the Imperial Royal Academy."
The baron nodded, "Then, give me a favor, Michelle. After she leaves, have someone erase this farmer's son."
His tone was casual, as if he were squashing an ant on the road.
"Yes, my lord," Michelle said respectfully.
Just as the butler was about to leave, the baron spoke again, "Oh, about that black flame prayer rite we discussed last time, when can it be held?"
"There seems to be a slight problem. Recently, things have been tight, and some materials might take some time to prepare."
"Hurry them up! I don't want to wait too long."
"Yes, my lord. Your will is my command!"
The baron in front of them was named Alonso Habsburg, the eldest son of the Habsburg family, who was granted the title of baron at the age of eighteen.
Back in his study, Alonso sat in his chair, playing with a silver family crest in the shape of a round coin, larger than the imperial gold coin by two circles.
This was one of his habits.
Whenever he had to carefully consider an issue, he would spin the family crest on his finger.
The Habsburg family crest was crafted with exquisite workmanship. It depicted a diving eagle with its wings raised high, each feather distinct, and its talons reaching down as if to grasp prey.
This was not an ordinary eagle, but a super-bird known as the 'Calibird'.
After reaching maturity, these birds could have a wingspan of over four meters, making them much more formidable than regular eagles.
As the eldest son of the Habsburg family, Alonso was supposed to be the undisputed heir. Unfortunately, in terms of personal strength, he was the weakest among the three offspring of the Count of Habsburg.
Approaching thirty, he finally managed to become a full knight, but in the following years, he made almost no progress.
In this world, when the strength of the offspring is not significantly different, the inheritance is based on the order of seniority. However, if the strength gap is too large, it's a different story.
Unfortunately for Alonso, his half-brother, Decar, and his sister, Kylie, were both exceptionally talented.
Decar already held a position in the Imperial Army, with a promising future ahead of him.
Kylie, needless to say, was a rare genius knight in Master County. At the age of fifteen, she had already made a name for herself.
The crux of the problem was that Alonso's relationship with the two had never been good, partly due to his mother's influence. At this point, it seemed unlikely for him to turn things around.
Therefore, Alonso felt a growing sense of urgency. He didn't want to spend his life as just a small baron.
He tightly held the silver Calibird family crest and said, "I hope the black flame prayer rite will have the legendary effect!"
(End of Chapter)
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