Digaos turned his head to see Magdalene enter the training room, that moments distraction was all it took for him to miss the next platform and come crashing down. He felt the mana pull back from his Ether channels in his legs and become a shield as he smashed into the wall in front of him. He had been training his stats while also using his mana to try rapid casting. After the initial shock of being stuck in a human body, he realized this is what he wanted to begin with. Yes, he had a duty, but the world wasn't falling apart. Not the East Continent or the West, as he found out from his new guardian knight, so what would it hurt to enjoy the experience he could at least spend a decade or two before fretting about the Divine realm. Laying on the ground Digaos pulled up his status.

[STATUS 3]+==

Name: Digaos Bladesinger

Traits: Divine Soul EX, False Sin ######7 Locked, False Sin of Envy SSS, Prodigy S, Incog AA, Adaptive A, Nobility B, Mana User C

Ether Type: {Mana} 2 circle

Strength: 3

Agility: 3 > 4

Vitality: 3

Perception: 2

Intelligence: 2

Luck: 3

After a solid week of pushing himself with acceleration spells and constant running he had final broken past to the Agility stat of 4. He smiles up at the screen as Magdalene leans over his field of vision, giving him the look she seemed to permanently have pasted on her face when it comes to him.

"Good morning Len, wish you had snuck in like normal, looking for you while hidden throughout the day has been the only things that seems to raise my perception." He pushes himself from the ground and snaps up. Looking towards the platform he has smashed into, assessing the damage. The training room being vaguely set up like a forest and the platforms similar to tree branches it was a great training environment for him. Granted now one of the main pillars had been cracked through and was leaning into another having its weight supported. He turns away grunting in irritation for loosing concentration.

"You are to obsessed with training for a kid, I know I've been saying it constantly the past couple months but go have some fun" She shakes her head at him wishing she could convince him. His mother would ask her every time she saw her of Digaos's behaviors. Due to being a high noble after the first year or two it was harder for them to see their children more than a couple times a week.

"This is fun, being able to visibly see your growth, seeing the effort paying off? Its amazing, don't you agree Lenny?" He rapidly strikes out with a tucked dagger at her neck.

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She easily side steps, sighs and draws her blade, still sheathed. Digaos holds his hand out pushing mana into it, specifically the ring on his finger. Curling his fingers around a simple short sword from his pocket space he pulls it out while thrusting forward at Magdalene.

For the next hour the sounds of clashing blades rings from out the heavy metal door, only once the noise slows does the Butler standing outside pick up the two clean towels and set of clothes into his arms. Mizer opens the doors to see the young master fall backwards sweating and breathing heavy, covered in bruises and small skin tears. Before Mizer can even reach the pair to hand over the towels Digaos opens his palms and places them across his chest. Two small magic circles expand over chest with a warm golden light, a first circle healing spell, with no chant or cast time Mizer is yet again amazed by the boys talent. Although he still was mystified why the magically talented boy always put so much effort into physical prowess. Ether channels, thin vein like channels that run across the bodies of all lifeforms on the planet, can only hold either aura or mana, the two energies having violent reactions to each other. Despite this over the past three years since Mizer had started working for the Archduke family the young prodigy worked equally on his magic and physicality with no disparity between the two. The only area he lacked any in was etiquette and his studies. The former was something the entire Archduchy had issues with, and the latter had to do with concentration. Mizer clears his head of the useless thoughts handing over the two towels that they each eagerly take.

Digaos switched from his training clothes to his formal clothes, having never had a need for clothes and his excessive workout, he had assumed he wouldn't care for fashion, but surprising himself it was important for the outfits he wore to balance looks and comfort. Before his brother Terran had left for the academy he would lightheartedly pick on Digaos for his pickiness in outfits. The thought making him smile, he had only spent time with two of his siblings, Terran and Anna, before they had left for the academy. Having siblings was more fun than he thought it would be. They were children yet they expected him to look up to them, and for reasons he tried not to dwell on he did. Terran would always sneak Digaos into the forge with him, something they both had in common was the love of creation, and without his former abilities forging was as close as he could get to true creation. Anna was different, no patience for physical applications of knowledge, but a wellspring of information. Apparently she had been born with a perfect memory, this was helpful in its own way. He didn't have interest in studies like she did, but there was a subject he loved hearing about, the history of the world.

Based on the stories he heard from her and his own lessons Etris had developed as most typical worlds he was told about up until about 5000 years ago. Anna stated that the world went through a dark period for about a hundred years, where all previous history had been lost. While this didn't bode well in itself, there were no apparent issue with the world itself, the races were growing both in population and species. Civilization started to develop quicker than ever in both culture and magic. The most exciting news was that his best creations the towers had grown exponentially, and were considered the most difficult challenge in the world. Any information she didn't have about the west continent was solved by his recently assigned attendants an elf and halfling that filled him in on their homeland. All the information he had learned over the past couple years had set his anxieties at ease, leading him to make the decision to enjoy his mortal life. The issue with the reaching the divine would be solved upon turning six. Apparently children from this world at the age of six would be baptized, this allowed a direct link with the divine realm allowing people to access System Level 4 and the skills that come with it. He would just need to wait until then to get a real update from his Pantheon.

After washing his face off and getting dressed, he cast a quick cleanse spell on himself and Magdalene before turning towards Mizer. " What lessons do I have today?"

Mizer smiled nervously before responding " No lessons or any furth training today, nothing planned at least. Think of it as a free day to choose what you would like to do." Digaos started to smile and respond when he was cut off before he could. " The only exception is Duchess Silverene will accompany you throughout it."

Digaos smile dropped.