God of Systems: Maker of Heroes and Villains - Chapter 210

Chapter 210: You’re Not a Genius. You’re a Monster

As Amelia slowly walked towards him with a wooden sword held in each hand, his thoughts wandered.

‘I’ve fought against the black cat guy a few months ago and he was way faster than Arthur. Even then, I was unable to fight this old man properly… there’s more to his awakened ability, or he’s just… I don’t know. Maybe all of this is just the effect of experience?’

He then took the wooden sword and watched Amelia give the other one to her father.

“Hey, I’ve fought a guy who’s faster than you and held my ground to an extent, but even though I can keep up with you, I’m unable to beat you. Is there a reason for that?”

Arthur raised his eyebrow slightly and then smirked, “When two people fight, they not only use their bodies but also their minds. I’ve been born with the talent to predict what the person in front of me is thinking.

Though it’s slightly complicated to explain but in simple terms, if you think of something like, “I’ll stab his chest”, then I can predict that move.

But when you think of complicated things like how to sell weapons through out the entire kingdom, then the only think I can predict is the surface level stuff. As for the steps and intricate plans, those will be elusive to me.

You can say that this is a part of my awakened ability. Whenever I wield my sword, my ability to predict your moves based on simple thoughts will be at a whole another level. Do you understand now?”

“Hmm, yeah makes sense.” Keith said as he nodded, “Things will be more fun this way but please go easy on me this time. I’m just trying to learn.”

Arthur gave him one curt nod before smiling, “Come on then, let’s start with you going on the offense and based on your performance, I’ll see what’s the best thing to do.”

“Okay.” Keith replied and just as he was about to rush forward, Arthur shook his head, “Actually, no. You spar with my son first. I’m too old for this shit so I’ll observe from the side.”

“…..”

Keith silently stared at Arthur who nonchalantly walked towards Adrian and gave away the wooden sword, “Go fight that kid. He’s good with hands but I don’t really know if he’s lying about swords or not.”

“Don’t go easy on him, right? Got it.” Adrian said and nodded as he walked towards Keith, “Come on.”

With a sigh, Keith just went with the flow and rushed forward. A sparring partner was a sparring partner and as long as he could learn something, then he didn’t mind who he was sparring against.

Slashes and stabs rained down on Adrian but he effortlessly deflected them all.

“Yeah, you don’t know a thing about swords. It’s my turn now, try to defend as much as possible.”

Hearing this, Keith jumped back and copied the same stance that Adrian used for the past few minutes. This made both the father and son question his actions inwardly, but Adrian just went ahead and switched to offensive.

‘You can copy my stance but I’ve been wielding swords for more than two decades.’ the thoughts flashed in his mind as he slashed at Keith. It was the most basic vertical slash and Keith blocked it almost perfectly.

Adrian squinted his eyes when he saw this, but he didn’t stop and continued slashing at Keith from various angles. At first, Keith seemed awkward with his deflections and blocks but in a mere five minutes, he improved to the point where Adrian felt speechless.

“You’re…. a genius, I’ll give you that. But I’ll go all in from now so get ready.” he said and began to use thrusts from various angles along with slashes.

The power behind each strike varied, with some being extremely soft while some were so strong that Keith almost lost his grip on his sword.

“Okay stop!” Arthur announced as he stared at the two of them, his expression unreadable as he stroked his stubble.

Keith took a few steps back while Adrian stood where he was, looking extremely frustrated with how things had turned out. He had just seen a total newbie who didn’t even know how to hold a sword grow into a copy of himself, a noble who had practiced swordsmanship for more than two decades.

And all of this happened in under an hour.

A huge part of him felt extremely humiliated, but there was also a part of him that felt like giving up on everything and becoming a wandering sage with no earthly attachments.

“It would be unfair to call you a talented guy or a genius. The right word would be that you’re an absolute monster” Arthur said as he walked towards his son and took the wooden sword, “And you, don’t compare yourself to him.”

Adrian looked up at his father and sighed, “Okay.”

“Listen, you’re here because of your hard work. I’d say that you’re more talented than me in a way. The only reason I’m this strong and well known is because of my summoned sword. If you had her, then you’d have reached greater heights than me compared to when I was your age.

I was going behind various ladies back then and wasted a lot of my time but you? You spend most of your time responsibly. I’m proud of you Adrian, and I don’t want you to give up. Ever.”

Arthur then patted his shoulder and pushed him aside, “Now don’t act all sappy and go stand there. I feel like puking already.”

“You’re the one who stared it, damn you!” Adrian cursed and stomped off to the side before standing beside his sister.

With his eyes still on his father and Keith, he leaned closer to his sister’s ear before whispering, “You picked a great guy.”

Amelia flinched when she heard his words and her eyes widened as she turned to look at her brother.

“Who… how did you come to that conclusion?”

“Dad. He saw the way you looked at him and yeah, that’s it. You know him.” he said and shrugged while Amelia let out a soft sigh.