Records of the Weakest Emperor

Chapter 235: Ascension to Adulthood

'As expected of a member of a renowned Martial family, her grip strength is astonishing despite not having any callouses.' Calvin commented in his heart.

Although Calvin knew that there were some methods that could prevent callouses from growing, it was still worthy of praise that she would be willing to dedicate some of her time in taking proper care of herself instead of just constant training.

Calvin knew how easily it was for anyone to get drunk in the prospects of becoming even stronger. After all, he had once been a maniac when it comes to Martial Art.

Furthermore, as a gamer. Calvin could be considered as a perfectionist and a completionist.

He had this lofty goal of gathering as many Martial Art copies as he could in the middle of the invasion of the Sucklings.

This was why Calvin was so knowledgeable. He not only liked to write things, but he also liked to collect things of which he had always jotted down in his trusty notebook back then.

Remembering the past, Calvin felt melancholic.

But there was no more time for him to reminisce as Christine brought him over to her room.

"Ahem." Calvin coughed, "Miss Allana, can you please explain yourself?"

Christine's eyes momentarily landed on the necklace around Calvin's neck before she stared at Calvin with a frown. "You lied to me!"

"What?" Calvin was thoroughly dumbfounded.

He couldn't remember just when he lied to this woman.

Anger burned in Christine's eyes. "You already forgot about what you have done to me, last night? You're not going to take responsibility for it?" Christine said these words out loud.

Calvin's heightened senses instantly discovered Fatty Zachary's presence. The bastard had actually followed them here despite the fact that morning routine was ongoing? Did he want to die?

Instructor Lawrence was a ruthless man that wasn't the type to show mercy to anyone.

Even Christine had to do double the morning routine tomorrow since she was planning to skip today's morning routine.

Could Fatty Zachary even handle double the morning routine?

The bastard will probably die...

Calvin inwardly muttered.

But then his pupils suddenly constricted. "You You're going to do double the morning routine tomorrow, since you escaped today's routine, right? What about me? Am I also going to accompany you to do double the morning routine?"

Christine stared dumbfounded at Calvin. She was incensed that Calvin's focus was actually on the morning routine instead of how he should take responsibility for the lie that he had done, and the scheme that he had executed.

But since Christine wasn't really that angry with him, she still replied in doubt. "Yeah?"

"Damn it!" Calvin couldn't help but curse. But since he had never been a man that liked to dwell in the past and lament about things that could never be changed anymore. He raised his head and asked Christine with a frown. "Yesterday? I lied to you yesterday?"

The frown on his eyebrows grew tighter, and his pupils constricted once more when he realized

'That was last year!'

Yes, for the Calvin that had spent a year inside the Goddess of Compassion and Light's Heavenly Abode wherein a year's passing of time equaled to a single night in the world of Las Felipinas It wasn't strange that he couldn't remember when he had wronged Christine.

But

"Okay, but is that really the only reason why you dragged me here? I don't believe that you do not have any other reason other than this nonsensical talk." Calvin shrugged.

Christine stared at Calvin with a serious look on her face. "How do you know so much about the Martial Arts of Ashmelion's noble families? You even taught me how to further optimize the mana circulation routes of the Art of Wind-Chasing"

"What's more, earlier You neutralized Legolas's Oriental Fist, so easily."

Christine was still obviously visibly shock and shaken from the scene that she had just witnessed.

"Hey, it wasn't that easy!" Calvin lightly chuckled. "It wasn't that easy to neutralize that attack which was basically the same as facing a huge mass of energy! If I made a single mistake, then my arm would've been torn off from my shoulders!"

"The Oriental Fist sure is a powerful Martial Art. It approaches the limits of Mortal Martial Arts."

Calvin commented.

"Mortal Martial Arts?" Christine raised an eyebrow.

Calvin almost choked in his own saliva when he realized that he had just made a Freudian slip.

"Never mind that, anyway. I am also practicing a Martial Art similar to the Art-Chasing Technique. It just happens that you do not have the knowledge that I have, and you have the knowledge that I needed. Do you understand what I mean?" Calvin smiled.

"Oh" Christine paused for a moment before she asked, "Are you saying that we mutually benefitted from each other in that fight? I thought for sure that I was the only one learning!" A look of relief flitted across her face.

Calvin guessed that she was probably someone that disliked owing someone a favor.

'This future Goddess of Blade sure is a handful.'

'Speaking of the Goddess of Blade I can seem to remember that she was able to control a hundred thousand swords at once at her peak, and a thousand swords whenever she wanted it. She seemed to be also using the Art of Wind-Chasing to control those swords'

'I wonder Just how did she do it?'

'I understand the mana circulation routes that lead to it, but until now, I still have no idea how she was able to control so many swords with such fine controls to the point that the people named her the Goddess of Blade due to her terrifying prowess in the battlefield. '

"Yeah, that's right. I've learned a lot from you." Calvin simply smiled.

Christine looked at Calvin in excitement. It seemed that this was the first time that she met someone else that was familiar with similar techniques that weren't a member of the Allana family.

"Mind telling me what Martial Art you're practicing?" Christine asked.

"My Martial Art?" Calvin thought for a moment and deliberated.

Christine didn't rush him for answers though as she stood there and patiently waited.

After about half a minute, Calvin finally found the most domineering Martial Art name that he could find.

"The Art of Commanding Wind and Cloud."

"OH!" Christine was so shocked when she heard such a powerful name.

In fact, she almost couldn't even believe what she had just heard.

"Commanding Wind and Cloud To control nature itself that sure is a terrifying technique. I assume the peak of that technique lets you command wind and cloud according to your whims?" Christine asked with excitement laded on her face.

"Yeah, but only the first ancestor of the technique had apparently reached the peak of this technique."

Upon seeing that Christine believed his bullshit, Calvin immediately moved to cover his bases.

"Apparently? You're not sure about it? You're not confident?" Christine asked in doubt.

Calvin softly nodded, "Yeah, I am not confident. I actually just accidentally found this technique in an antique bazaar. I casually bought a scroll of painting from a starving pair of mother and daughter. Little did I know that the scroll would actually contain something so valuable such as this technique?"

"At first, I wanted to return the painting along with the scroll. But the mother and daughter pair were long gone. The leader of the bazaar thought that I had been scammed by those vagrants, but he had no idea that those vagrants were the ones that changed my life."

A sincere light flitted across Calvin's eyes.

Christine was now convinced that he was speaking the truth and nothing but the truth.

"Can I tell my father about what you have taught me in that fight? The Allana Martial family would forever be grateful for this favor if you let me." Christine slightly bowed her head in Calvin's direction.

Their family was constantly searching for ways to further optimize and improve the technique without changing its rudimentary foundation.

However, the Art of Wind-Chasing was just too archaic for them to decipher. It has been a decade since they made their last breakthrough, and it was also the biggest breakthrough in the history of the Allana Martial family.

But even though it was called the biggest breakthrough, it wasn't actually worth that much.

Aside from increasing their morale, the breakthrough did nothing but confirm that there were realms higher than Tempest. As for how they would be able to reach such a realm, this was something that the Allana Martial family was still researching about.

This was why Christine dragged Calvin into her room.

It was to privately talk about this matter.

Calvin had granted her an unprecedented and unexpected boon.

She couldn't betray his will by arbitrarily making a decision on her own.

After all, her knowledge came from Calvin and it was the latter's right to tell her what to do with that particular knowledge.

Calvin stared at Christine with a smile.

The Goddess of Blade might've hated me to the core back then, but she truly wasn't a bad person at all.

"All right, tell your family about it. I will also try to spar with you more often." Calvin smiled.

"Really? Thank you!" Christine beamed with a smile, "Then, can we do it every day?"

"Yeah, we can do it every time. But I may not be able to fight you at any time of the day. As for where we are going to do it, that is also going to be a problem since I don't think that we can just randomly do it outside. The dormitories are a no-go too, considering there's a lot of people there."

"I see" Christine hung her head low. Her mind madly spun as she looked for solutions.

In the end, she found one as she said. "How about the outskirts of the training camp?"

"What? Didn't Instructor Lawrence say that we aren't allowed to go outside the camp?"

"Yeah, but I have a route that we can use so that we can go out. It's also safer for us to do it outside the training camp than inside. It would be too risky to do it inside."

"That makes sense, all right. It's decided. I'll see you later."

"Where are you going?" Christine asked.

"I'm going back to the dormitory, I guess? I don't think that we are allowed to go back to do the morning routine now that we have already skipped it." Calvin lightly chuckled.

Christine hesitated for a moment before she asked, "Can I come with you?"

"Oh? I'm going to the male's dormitory area, I don't think you're allowed to go there"

"You're inside the female's dormitory area, right now" Christine interrupted.

"Oh"

"I guess, as long as no one sees us, then it's fine."

Calvin shrugged and he walked towards the door.

He talked as he spoke, "Speaking of dormitories, I didn't expect for your place to be this tightly squeezed. My dormitory room is three times bigger than yours. But it's probably because Legolas is my roommate"

"That bastard would probably not be able to sleep if the space is smaller than what we have now."

Christine lightly chuckled.

She was amused that a commoner would actually dare to address a noble in such a manner.

Then, she suddenly realized.

"Wait, since your dormitory room is bigger than mine We can probably do it there!"

"Ah" Calvin paused, "Yeah we can do it today since Legolas is at the infirmary. I bet that guy won't come out of the infirmary until it's late in the night. I know a lot of people like him and based on my experience that is probably what he would do..."

"Stay there until dark, then secretly return to the dorms."

"I see, so he won't return until dinner? Then, can we do it until night?" Christine earnestly asked.

Calvin stared at the lass with amusement, "I don't know You sure you can handle doing it constantly until dinner? I don't know if you have that kind of stamina"

Calvin opened the door and was about to continue speaking when he discovered that about a dozen trainees were eavesdropping on their conversation from the outside.

The way they stood frozen right outside the door and the blushes on their faces indicated that they were shell-shocked by what they had heard. The few girls that were among the trainees that came here to eavesdrop were even darting their gazes between Christine and Calvin.

Fatty Zachary had a full-blown lecherous look on his face.

"My brother!" He snapped from his trance and gave Calvin a hug.

"I have no idea about your ascension status, but I am here to help you have a good time. From now on, those that dare to climb up the third floor of the male's dormitory area will have to step on my corpse before they can pass!"

"No one shall intervene with my good brother's happiness and ascension to adulthood!"

Fatty Zachary boisterously laughed.

The other trainees whispered among themselves.

"Shit, did we hear them right?"

"Yeah, they said that they were going to do 'it' until tonight."

"Holy fuck, who said that?!"

"It's Christine!"

"Oh my"

The men and ladies among the crowd started whispering among themselves.

It was at this moment when Christine finally realized what they were talking about.

"Nooo! It's not something like that! We were talking about training! We're going to train every day from now on, and we are going to train until night today!"

Christine desperately explained her side, but her credibility was incredibly low due to the fact that her face was flushed crimson that reached up to her neck. Besides, these trainees had heard it themselves!

They were fully convinced that a 'training' would happen tonight, but it would be 'that' kind of training!

"All right, motherfuckers! No one shall go up the third floor of the male's dormitory room! I will stand guard at the staircase and those that dare to violate this rule will have to step on my corpse fir!"

"Zachary, shut up!"

Christine exploded in anger and chased Fatty Zachary out of the female's dormitory area.

Calvin also stared at the crowd and dispersed them with a glare.

Staring at the thoroughly embarrassed Christine, Calvin teased.

"What now? Are we still going to do 'it' today?"

"You"

Christine's embarrassment was further exacerbated and her figure started trembling like a sieve.

Amidst her emotional turmoil, Calvin's boisterous laughter echoed throughout the entire female's dormitory area.

Of course, what came afterwards was a smack on his head from the embarrassed Christine.