After finishing the movement technique, metal skin was next. He had only used this ability once or twice since receiving it. Its restrictive effect was indeed great. Although his defense was strong, it was not very practical as it slowed his movement.

William couldn't find any other technique to counteract this technique's negative effect on movement speed. So he decided to go all the way forward. He would turn this technique into something that gave an impenetrable defense.

For this, “Mirror Body.” “Gold on the mountain.” “Surtur's skin.” He chose the techniques of “Unshakable determination” and “Fixed pontoon”. These techniques would give William excellent defense and the power to reflect elemental damage, especially when standing still. If he moved, his defensive power would of course be less than half, but even then, it would be better than his current defense.

He liked the job of reflecting elemental damage the most. The technique that provides this power is, as the name suggests, "Mirror Body." said The mirror body technique was a co-crafted technique with a mage. You didn't need to know any spells, but the mage's ten years of research in creating the technique was enough to prove his worth.

In the description of the technique, it was mentioned that it could reflect up to 20% of the damage taken. Moreover, there was no extra movement you had to do. As soon as you used the technique, your body would shine in the color of the metal element, giving it a mirror appearance.

William challenged a total of six techniques. He sat on the bed, prepared for any eventuality. He looked at the techniques in front of him and then tapped [Yes] on the screen.

Then… He couldn't remember what happened next. He woke up four hours later. This time he felt no headaches. He attributed his headaches for several days as a result of the previous merger to the reason he was now in the first place.

He even had an idea that if he had a mage in his mind, he would never face this kind of situation again. Because sorcerers trained their minds.

He was very happy when he looked at the parchment in front of him. The system wanted to give this technique a new name too!

William had a brilliant idea. He would give a name similar to the one he had previously given to his movement technique. He even considered completing this set at the end of the day!

He started typing quickly. A short time later, a new name appeared on the parchment.

“William's body.”

When he read the technique, he felt it was perfect. He felt that if he remained still while using this technique, no one in bronze could harm him. The only trouble was the mages, but his reflectivity gave him one more advantage. He was considering asking his father for the scroll of metal body technique. He felt that if he combined these techniques with a metal body instead of metal skin, he didn't even need to be afraid of mages.

The metal body and the metal skin were completely different techniques. The metal body's cultivation difficulty was hundreds of times more difficult than the techniques he had encountered so far. When this technique was used, it felt like his body's own strength, not like a technique. They were definitely in different lanes. He would have to think about that later, though, because he couldn't leave the academy right now even if he wanted to.

When he read the metal skin, he felt that besides being perfect, he needed to focus a little more. It would take a few days to develop this technique. So he set it aside and focused primarily on improving the execution sword.

The techniques he chose for the execution sword were almost perfect. He loved this technique. Since he couldn't find anything to add to his strength, he chose a technique that reduced qi, a wind technique that increased sharpness, and a technique that gave off bursts of fire. These three techniques, if properly combined, would become his dream technique.

It quickly combined. He came back a few hours later. These techniques were at least as exhausting as the mental strength he had spent in combining the metal technique.

Yet when he awoke, he was extremely rested. He glanced quickly at the parchment and saw the blank name part, which surprised him.

He then wrote with a happy grin on his face. “William's sword.”

It would take at least a day before he could apply this technique, but he couldn't be as patient as metal skin. It started to develop rapidly. After a day and six hours, he got up from his bed. He took the firebringer out of his dimensional bag.

After putting the sheath back, he grabbed it with both hands and activated the 'William's sword'. There didn't seem to be much of a change in sight, but occasional flashes of flame appeared all over the sword. These flashes would fly for a few seconds and then disappear. William realized that he had succeeded. That's what he wanted to see.

He raised the sword above his head and quickly cut through the air.

“Whoooosshh!”

The sound the sword made even as it cut through the air was perfect. A two-meter wave of flame emanating from the tip of the sword enchanted him. It was an excellent skill. It should not be forgotten that he could not remove anything from his body until he reached the silver level. With this technique, he could now do it. Moreover, the forty-centimeter wind blade previously seemed to stretch out to two meters. That is, the sword would cut even if it did not touch the opponent.

Extremely satisfied, he put the sword back and sat on the bed. It was time for the most important thing.

He would combine the meditation technique.

He placed six meditation techniques in front of him. The main thing is that he placed the "Heavy Body" closest to himself. There were seven meditation techniques in total.

Meditation techniques were the most 'strange' things.

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Each meditation technique had its distinctive feature. For example, William's current technique made the metal element that he had absorbed into his body purer, allowing him to reveal more defensive and offensive power when using techniques belonging to the metal element.

Another example could be given from the element of fire. Some meditation techniques would change the nature of the fire element while absorbing it into the body, resulting in different kinds of fire. For example, there was a technique called 'Ice Flame'. It was completely blue with the flame is created, and its temperature was higher than the normal flame. Although its name was ice flame, it did not radiate cold power of course, but it was useful for various situations. First of all, Flames would not harm the user in any way. If you had mastered the ice flame, you could freely roam among it even if the ice flame was not yours. This might be a very restrictive example, but it was something every warrior and wizard should know to understand the different types of flames.

William was adamant about the metal element meditation technique at the iron level. All the techniques he received belonged to the metal element. He wanted to focus on the fire element when he reached the bronze level. He felt that the sooner he strengthened his body, the better it would be.

His body was strong enough right now. He was stronger than other warriors of his rank, but he wanted more. It was natural. With the confidence of seven drops of qi power, he thought that he had nothing to fear. Moreover, this number would increase even more.

When he reached out to combine his meditation techniques, he encountered an unexpected situation.

It was a warning that said [Mental strength is insufficient for more than two merges!].

He would have to combine all the techniques in pairs. From this situation, he understood better the nature of meditation techniques. These were certainly well-thought-out techniques.

First, he chose his meditation technique and another technique that would give him extra strength. When he combined the two, this time he felt pain. It was the same pain like last time. It was equally unbearable and exhausting.

He passed out for a whole day. When William woke up, he could still feel the pain. Although this situation saddened him a little, the result always made him smile.

The headache continued for several more hours. William used this opportunity to eat and listen to the news if any. He didn't hand over the key as he was renting the room for a long time.

It was lunchtime when he arrived at the dining hall. Merlon saw Dullan and Leslie.

Leslie and Dullan were eating at a separate table from Merlon. Merlon's face was unhappy and as if the food he was eating had no taste.

William got a nice meal and sat across from Merlon.

Smiling, he said, "How have you been since we've seen each other?" he asked.

Merlon lifted his depressed head from the table and sneered at William.

"What do you think?"

“I think you must be in perfect condition, my vassal does not look like this.” He said and chuckled.

“Hmph! Now you're going to be a prince too?" ' he asked, rolling his eyes.

"What happened? Didn't you like it?" he asked, still smiling.

“Honestly, I don't care. I just want to mind my own business.”

Pointing with his spoon, William said, “That's it! The perspective I want. Why should you care what anyone else says? One must be a little selfish.” Said.

Merlon slammed his hand on the table. “You are right! After that, I don't care what anyone else says! I do not accept because my father accepted! I accept it because I want it myself!” said.

He was speaking a little loudly, so almost half of the cafeteria heard it. This included Leslie and Dullan.

The two chatted for a while longer. Merlon told him what he had heard about the war outside.

The dark elves had brought all the lords to their knees and had now completely taken over the Elm realm. Now, they were trying to introduce their people to the surface and their people, and also to the dark elves, by large-scale reforms. Things were good in the far west. The real problem was in the East. So in the rebellion of Baron Theo and Former Baron Thedo.

The father-son duo was very cruel. They had a formidable military power. As Theo's scattered and mobile troops were more numerous, he was advancing from the easternmost part of the kingdom. Thedo, on the other hand, was not at all tolerant of the happy landowners in the west. He was killing all the nobles who did not kneel to him. He had already crushed more than twenty barons, ten counts, and Dullan's father, Duke Gizmo, under his sword.

Especially the death of Duke Gizmo was very tragic. Thedo had destroyed all his soldiers in the field. Later, when he went to his castle, the soldiers in the castle had betrayed Gizmo and opened the gates.

However, after executing Gizmo on the top of the castle, he also killed all the soldiers in the castle who betrayed Gizmo.

Finally, he issued a proclamation and spread it to every corner of the kingdom. Merlon's eyes gleamed as he spoke the proclamation. He was speaking too fast out of excitement.

“Do you know what it says in the statement? The end of King Mill and the nobles who were enjoying themselves in the hanging gardens with him in the capital city! While the people are struggling with famine, this and other nobles give feasts without caring, sending people to die for the meat to be eaten at this feast! My people! wake up! These people do not value you! Brace yourself and look in the direction of the capital! See how much weight people gain! Then see for yourself! See how slim you are! Rise with me! I promise! Anyone who swings a sword in my name and dies for it is my brother!”

William thought this was very impressive and extremely exciting for low-class citizens.

After listening to all the news, the couple's dinners are over. When they were about to get up to leave, Leslie and Dullan came to their table.

Dullan's eyes in particular looked like they were about to burst into tears.

It was Leslie who spoke first, though. “William, do you know your crimes?” he asked.

William felt that this talk might be fun. He placed his left hand on the table and supported his head with his fist. "What crime?"

Leslie looked pissed off at his casual demeanor. He frowned and clenched his fist.

"Rebel!" yell. Then, with his shouting, everyone in the mess hall looked at the Quartet's table. The majority knew immediately that William was the heir to the rebels or something like that.

“Hehe! Leslie…When the king dies, it is no longer a rebellion. It would be a legitimate change. Is not it?"

Leslie nearly exploded in anger. This man was talking about killing his father in front of him.

Just as he was about to shout and respond, he heard William's voice again. “Leslie, when was the last time you saw your father?”

Leslie bowed his head. He did not know the answer to this question himself. William continued to ask.

“When was the last time you felt fatherly love, motherly love?”

“When was the last time you sat down and had a long talk with your siblings?”

He then asked the question he thought would be the most striking.

“When was the last time you felt free?” said. Like everyone else, he was aware of some 'inside' information. He knew that each of the royal children was raised in a separate city by a servant. Even their mother would leave them at the age of three.

“I…I…” Leslie tried to reply, but William cut him off.

“Think Leslie, think! How valuable are you? What do you mean to them?"

Then William stood up. He approached him and placed his left hand on his shoulder. He leaned close to his ear and whispered. “Don't you dare commit suicide! Your life is mine!” said.

Finally, as he left, he spoke without looking back.

“Widow, be a little smarter! I don't want you to end up like your father." Said.

William felt no close attachment to anyone in this world except his family. He didn't care if he was dead or not, but he didn't want such young people to die for nothing like pride. He might look a little cold and uncaring on the outside, but once in a while, he thought about it. After all, it would be a shame to spend this whole life without a friend.

After the dining hall, he went straight back to his room. He wanted to complete the remaining techniques. He threw Leslie and Dullan into a far corner of his head. After the competition, he decided that he would be interested.

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