James ended up not choosing any mission yet. He wanted to let the group rest first, and then the next day they would move into action.
"Here Leon. " James then placed a few coins into Leon's hand. " Your share. You'll keep more than us since you did almost all the work alone. " James laughed as he gave Leon two pats on the shoulder. " Eat well and rest, we'll have more action tomorrow. "
Leon looked at his hand seeing one silver coin and three bronze ones. And soon raised his eyebrows. "That's a lot. How much do I have to pay you back for the sword and armor already ? " He looked at the coins in his hand and then at James.
The big man then thought for a bit and soon took one bronze coin from Leon's hand. " Here, I'm not in a rush to get back what I invested in you Leon. I know it will be worth it !. " Laughing loudly then James woke Tris up there. " Go home and sleep Tris, we have work tomorrow.
"Eh, huh, where ? Ah ok !. " She had a tired face reminding a bit of Camile, she stood up while waving goodbye to James and Leon and soon left the place with light and relaxed steps. Leon kept looking at her leaving and then closed his hand and stored the money away. Looking at James.
" Where do they sell good meat to eat ?. I feel like I could eat an entire boar. " He said while placing his hand over his stomach. He hadn't eaten very well these past few days really. Soon getting a tip from the group leader there.
There was a tavern nearby which apparently had good food for a few bronze coins. And Leon then chose to go there at the beginning of the night to have dinner. But it was still mid afternoon, and he had some time until then.
Standing up he walked toward Nora " Nora. I'm going to use the training field ok ?. "
" Go ahead, it should be empty at this hour. "
Soon after he passed heading toward the training field. He wanted to move his body, even though his muscles were still sore, he could move normally already. Upon entering the training area, he saw that there was no one really there having the place only for himself.
Leon took off his shirt and folded it placing it on one of the tables near the wooden weapon stands. Taking advantage of that he soon grabbed a long sword and walked toward one of the wooden dummies.
" Yesterday my strike on this was rebounded by the wood. " He remembered the strikes that bounced off the training dummy. He didn't expect them to break anyway, since it was wood against wood. But he wanted to feel the impact in his hands and body again.
' Now that I increased my strength by one point, I should be able to show more power in my strikes. '
He prepared himself in position, just like when he dashed to attack the orc's arm. Leon stood a few meters away from the training dummy. Placing the long sword at the side of his body, in line with his shoulders, with his muscles forcing the grip on the hilt of the sword.
His leg went back entering the base, and then he took a deep breath, there was no rush, no urgency, he could feel the entire strike like a great and beautiful dance, fluid under his command. Leon tensing the muscles of his body, dashed aiming at the wooden arm of the dummy.
The arc of the sword was created in the air which was split by the strike, descending cleanly from top to bottom. And then the impact of wood against wood was heard with a loud hollow bang, and wood was broken, with splinters flying everywhere around Leon.
What broke was not the wooden arm, he looked at his hand, and there was only the base of the wooden blade in his hand. And then he released one of them and looked at it. It was red, aching from the impact. He closed his fist while letting out a light laugh.
" I can do this !. " Placing his hand on the wooden arm that was struck, he could see and feel the mark he had left there, sinking a few centimeters into the thick wood. " That would have definitely cut the orc's arm. " Leon thought about how strong one attribute point was.
' And I still have until level 100. But I feel like it won't be that easy to level up, both times were situations where the monsters were stronger... Though the orc was only a little stronger and special, otherwise I wouldn't have received a fragment of light from it. '
" You still have to improve a lot there kid." A deep and old voice spoke coming more from his side. Leon got startled by that, he hadn't noticed anyone entering the training area, and took two steps to the side.
" Don't be startled I was here the whole time."
Leon now looking at the old man. He was a man a little taller than Leon, around 1.90. Grey haired, and... Jacked, completely muscular, he wore a bandana holding his white hair up, and had a scar crossing the middle of his face from one end to the other. And he smoked something that looked like a cigar.
" I'm not that good with the sword yet, but I'm improving. " Leon said, and soon the man took the cigar from his mouth and spoke. " No no, you have talent. You just don't know how to use your body for it yet. You could have cut the wood with that strike, instead of breaking the sword. "
Leon thought about how he would have done that. He had put all his strength into the last strike. And even so had broken the sword and only sunk the wooden arm a little. " I could ?, but I put all my strength into that strike, and it didn't work. "
The man laughed loudly, very loudly. And in that moment Leon saw jumping out from inside the old man's shirt with his laughter. A necklace with his identification, he couldn't read it, but the color of the plate that meant the mercenary rank made Leon get startled.
The small plate on the strange old man's chest shone in the late afternoon sun. With a peculiar color, and soon Leon's mind worked.
' Bronze, iron, Steel, Silver, Gold... Platinum and Mythril... '
" Platinum ?!. "