Dragon Heart: Sea of Sorrow. LitRPG Wuxia Series: Book 5 by Kirill Klevanski

Author:Kirill Klevanski [Klevanski, Kirill]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Published: 2020-03-10T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 379

Hadjar opened his eyes. His heart ached. He’d never felt like this after meeting with his Master. However, at that moment, he felt as if he’d fought himself. Shaking his head, Hadjar disregarded his musings and looked up at the sky. He read the stars, determining his approximate location and making simple calculations to discover that he had slept for...

“Three days of healthy, sound sleep,” Salif whispered, helping Hadjar sit up, “is the best medicine, in my opinion.”

So it had been three days, not eight.... He really missed the neural network sometimes!

Thanking the old man, Hadjar got up and stretched with relish. After a three-day sleep, he felt completely rested, but his body was numb. His muscles, deprived of any physical activity, had ‘gotten lazy’.

‘Where is everyone?” Hadjar asked.

A bonfire was crackling nearby. Hieroglyphs were flickering along the borders of their camp, erecting another veil. Only he, the old man, and the servant boy were near the fire.

“They left to look for your lake,” Salif answered, advising the boy on how to cook the porridge.

“Of course,” Hadjar nodded. “My lake.”

Recalling South Wind’s advice that only old people could argue with old people and he should thus try to avoid doing so himself, Hadjar looked around again, more attentively this time. However, nothing much had changed over the past few days.

The forest was the same, full of strange vegetation unknown to Hadjar — a mixture of palm trees, birches, and fir trees. They looked a little scary, but were quite harmless. Of course, if you confused a vine or a branch with a venomous snake, it wouldn’t end well for you.

There was a stone not far from the fire. It had a diameter of sixteen inches and was ideally suited for his purpose. Approaching it, Hadjar squatted down, grabbed the stone, and jerked it out of the ground. The whole stone, once revealed, was about twice as big as what he’d expected, but that only made it better.

Hadjar cut the stone perfectly in half with his sword. Placing them on their sides, he rolled under them and, after hoisting them on his back, began to push up. Each of the halves weighed at least eight hundred pounds. Such an immense weight would’ve been a considerable challenge for a Heaven Soldier at the initial stage, but not for Hadjar. Even if he was sweating and biting his lip, he still managed five sets of twenty repetitions each by the time the squad returned.

“I’m glad to see you’re feeling better,” Einen shook his friend’s hand and patted his shoulder. “I see that, as always, you’ve gotten a little stronger after such a deep sleep.”

He uttered the last phrase in the language of the islands, using a very rare dialect he’d taught Hadjar how to use recently. They hadn’t been happy about Karissa being able to understand their conversations.

“Everyone has their own secret,” Hadjar winked at the islander.

“Secrets,” Einen corrected him.

“Barbarian,” Ramukhan nodded. “It’s good that you woke up. We have something to discuss.

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