Chapter 46.1

The biggest reason Seira came to D-Arc was to find a way to counter Calrad’s power.

What was known as Askan’s main power was “amplification,” but Seira had another main power besides that. It was “computation.” She had the ability to instinctively feel and calculate all kinds of energy that existed.

The calculated energy could change her position, direction, and characteristics through her sub-powers. With that, she strengthened her fragile body like a Damebon, and returned the attack to her opponent.

She was able to perform as a master-class slayer thanks to those powers that blossomed in her.

‘But I have no idea. How do I counter Calrad’s power?’ she pondered.

In fact, she had many occurrences of losing control of her powers, so she was impatient after taking on the new task when she was still in trouble.

Seira locked herself in an underground training room, wielding a sword in a trance, and combining her powers.

‘It’s too late to calculate. It’s triggered at the same time as I speak.’

Clearly, she was preparing for when the day came again.

‘Seira… Seira Ewin Askan.’

Because the look in Carlrad’s eyes as he called her name was very unusual.

‘If I can’t find a way to defend myself, I’ll truly get beaten someday.’

No matter how hard she tried to avoid it.

Seira.

Even if she tried hard to escape…

Seira?

Eventually Calrad would capture her, and then…

Seira!

BANG!

The blunt steel she wielded exploded with a roar. She hurriedly protected herself as she heard Nathan’s cry, and to her shame, she almost got seriously injured.

Seira sat down in shock and looked down at the torn remains of the iron sword in bewilderment. Although the quality was inferior to Jeff’s high-quality steel, it was the first time that it exploded like this.

Baby, are you okay?

Nathan knelt in front of her as he checked for any injuries.

Let me see your hands.

At Nathan’s urging, Seira showed him her hand. It was burned and sore red.

Oh, my God. I’m going to have to treat you soon.

“This much is fine, Dad. I’ll be better tomorrow.”

Still… It must hurt a lot.

“That’s not the problem…”

Nathan followed Seira’s gazed and saw the scattered pieces of iron in the room. He released a deep sigh and then spoke to her.

Did you mean you failed to control your powers?

“Yes,” she frowned, “It wasn’t particularly difficult to wield… but what’s the problem with me?”

The powers she combined were just the usual ones. It wasn’t that much to suddenly cause an explosion.

Yeah. From the way I see it, it doesn’t seem to be because of how your power works.

“Then?”

It’s a side effect of releasing power in a very short period of time.

Seira’s expression toughened at Nathan’s criticism of why it happened.

Usually, training your body steadily from childhood to prepare yourself, but that wasn’t the case for you. An unstable vessel can’t contain such powers safely.

Nathan wasn’t wrong. In order to become a master-class slayer who can freely handle any type of sword skills, one must have a strong and solid body. But Seira blossomed as an Omega at a later time, and was using her powers to forcibly transform her body accordingly.

In the end, she had no choice but to be burdened inside out.

Maybe this phenomenon is getting worse. Your powers are especially growing fast.

“Well, what can I do…?”

The best option is not to use your power. That way you won’t hurt yourself. But if that’s impossible…

Seira felt nervous as she waited for Nathan to continue.

You’ll need help from someone who has the power to regenerate.

“…”

In short, he meant she needed to drink blood to recover whenever she suffered injuries.

Seira was going nuts. As far as she knew, it was only Baron and Calrad that had such powers to regenerate. In the first place, it was an ability that only appeared from the imperial family’s direct lineage, but Baron was unique.

‘It’s probably because Jeff has a lot of Viseltium blood mixed in.’

Askan also had superior recovery ability compared to the general public due to marriages with Viseltium once every few generations, but it wasn’t comparable to the real power of regenerating a whole limb after it was cut off.

‘Does this mean I have to get it from Baron after all…?’

She wondered if she could get his help when she already joined hands with Franto.

Baby, do you have to pick up a sword and fight?

Nathan looked at Seira with eyes full of pity as he sighed.

“Your daughter is pretty talented after all,” Seira tried to joke.

…

“There’s no other talent like this in the Empire.”

…Okay, I know. I’ll stop then.

Seira rose and followed Nathan as he clicked his tongue in an obvious disapproval.

“Dad, I’m going to go wash up now. I’ll take the rest of the day off from training.”

Yeah, be careful of the wound.

“Yes, don’t worry.”

Responding steadily, Seira stepped out of the underground training room and headed straight out.