The Chosen of Helment

Chapter 19

The instructor sees what is happening to me and utters both concerned and overwhelmed by the unexpected event as they runs towards me, "Damn it! This should not happen! You haven't even given it a name yet to release so much power!" Melias places his right hand on my chest and extends the other to the front pointing to a wall saying very hastily, "First I have to get that excess power out before your body can't take it anymore."

Right afterwards I can feel how the energy that is tearing me inside begins to flow into the arm that the instructor has resting on my chest and then it comes out like a huge red ray that hits the wall shaking the whole place and knocking down several stone blocks showing a void of infinite darkness on the other side.

The beam flows from the fingertips of the instructor with extreme power for a few seconds in which the teacher struggles with care to maintain the pose with an expression on his face of extreme effort to which beads of sweat continually run down his forehead.

The beam begins to get smaller little by little until it reaches the point that it stops its flow, like the pain that afflicted me in the same way.

Then the hole that the lightning bolt in the wall repaired by returning the blocks to their place by themselves.

Melias, still panting from exhaustion, withdraws the sword from my hands quickly and draws a rune in the shape of two half moons intertwined with a beam of blue light that emerges from his finger as he recites a spell with a pronunciation very similar to that of that the healer had used on my arm.

Still fatigued, leaning with one hand on his knee and handing the weapon back to me with the other, the teacher says to me staccato, "Here you go. What I recommend the most is to try not to use it too often when you are in the tests, because otherwise the seal that I put on it to limit the amount of power that flows to you will be broken and then what happened now will be repeated and there if I'm afraid he's going to kill you. Your body and spirit are not yet ready for such an amount of power that it is far beyond what you can handle. But don't worry, with the right training you will be able to tolerate it and use it as you please without any difficulty. It just takes time and effort to achieve it."

I express my gratitude to him, "Thank you, instructor Melias, you have just saved me from certain death. I think there is no way to express to you how grateful I am to you."

The instructor responds humbly, "That's not a small thing. I just did what anyone in my position would do."

Then I became very curious about what he said about the time that it would take me to freely use the power of my sword and I asked him, "And by the way, you can't tell me exactly how long it will take for me to be able to use my sword without limitations?"

"That varies from person to person. The same can be months as years. It all depends on the compatibility you have with your weapon.There are even cases where that never happens." Then he tells me when he sees my expression of concern with the last thing he mentions, "But you don't have to worry about that. Right now you proved the opposite."

He looks at the hilt of my sword and notices something that I hadn't noticed. This had changed. It was no longer a simple and crude grip, but the part where the fingers go that guarantee a good grip and the upper area that was a rectangular piece, now has a similar shape to arrowheads at the ends and thinner than the center, full of carvings like ancient runes that create a beautiful pattern in addition to the emergence of a figure of a star like those seen in the sky enclosed in a circle right in the center of everything, "This is more than just proves it. You may gain the same affinity for her as she had for her previous owner."

Then I ask, impressed to hear that this sword had had another wielder before me, "And then what happened to him that he no longer has it ?!"

Melias turns his back on me and says very mysteriously as he returns to the center of the room, "I've said enough boy." Be satisfied with that which is even too much of what you should know.

I am left with the intrigue thinking .., "These people give an answer and leave a thousand questions. Why so much mystery?"

After the teacher left me alone, my friends came over, "That was very strange what happened to you. I really feared for your life when I saw how you screamed. But you're okay now, aren't you?" Alfred asks with some anguish.

"Yes, my arms only hurt a little, as if I had exerted a lot of effort, but besides that, nothing else."

Elizabeth, who notices the transformation that my sword made, she says impressed as she approaches to observe in more detail, "And what happened to your sword? Before it was not that beautiful; on the contrary, it was simple and inconspicuous."

I lift it in front of them who are approaching to see and I tell them almost with their same astonishment, "The truth is that after that happened it changed like that." The teacher told me that it is a sign of good affinity between her and me, like the one she had with the previous owner but nothing more.

The astonished girl comments while looking at her spear, "Oh, so that means that my spear will do the same too, fascinating." Then she changes the tone of her voice to one of uncertainty, "What worries me is that everyone's weapons had an owner before us. How curious. I wonder what happened to them." She concludes worriedly.

I answer by accompanying him in the sentiment, "I also ask myself the same question."

The instructor says after clapping twice to draw attention to return to normality and continue with the class, "Please try to forget what happened, for now and let's go back to class that there is not much time."

After finishing the class, what we did the most was something like meditating, which makes me think that we train in a similar way to Shaolin monks. We go straight to take a bath and then rest for a while.

And just as Elizabeth and I start talking about how anxious she is for her spear to change like my sword we can hear the terrifying scream of a girl coming from the bathroom.

Right at this moment I can feel my sword begin to vibrate slightly as a sign of alerting me to something.