Thirteen had asked Alessia to wait outside the door of his room, while he transferred a Martial Technique to his older sister, Shasha.
He made sure to tell her that no matter what his mother heard or sensed, she must never barge inside the room because the consequences would be dire.
The ritual to transfer techniques was a delicate process.
If Thirteen was disturbed in the middle of it, he might suffer a backlash, causing him brain damage.
This was something he had to avoid no matter what, so he asked his mother to guard the door for his own safety.
Unlike Mikhail, Shasha remained motionless as she scribbled the runes on her body using a marker pen. She didn’t talk or giggle like Mikhail did.
It was not because she was cold, but because she was the serious type of girl.
Also, she trusted that her little brother wouldn’t do anything to harm her, so she simply did as she was told and sat cross-legged on the floor.
When Thirteen was done, he carefully placed twenty Jinn Cores around her body, and placed two Majin Cores in front of him, holding one Majin Core with both hands.
After giving Mikhail the War God’s War Axe Technique, he was already thinking of what Martial Skill to give her sister.
However, after his mother, Alessia, decided to learn a Technique of her own, he changed the Martial Technique that he was planning to give Shasha into something else.
The reason? It was because of his Mother.
If Shasha were the only one to learn a Martial Technique, Thirteen would have picked the best one for Solo Fighters.
But when Alessia was added to the picture, it opened up several possibilities. There were Martial Techniques that came in pairs. Especially techniques that focused on certain weapons or certain battle styles.
These Paired Techniques resulted in a resonance, which would strengthen their effects multiple times, greatly boosting the fighting abilities of their users.
Thirteen believed that there would come a time when his family would fight side by side, so doing it like this would benefit them more.
Soon, the Majin Cores in his hand glowed with power, allowing him to activate the runes that were now placed on the back of his right hand.
The Jinn Cores around Shasha turned into particles of light one by one, merging with the runes on her body.
Thirteen pressed his index and middle finger on his forehead as he began the extraction of the Martial Technique that he had chosen for Shasha.
The name of this technique was the Dance of the Moonlight.
It was a Fencing Skill that made its users look like they were dancing due to its graceful and fluid fighting style.
It also allowed its user to teleport in short distances, using the shadows in their surroundings, allowing them flexibility for fight and flight responses.
But the true beauty and deadliness of this skill was magnified during the night.
Just as the name suggested, it was a skill that showed its full potential on nights when the moon hung in the sky.
Pangea only had one moon, while the world of Solterra had two. This meant that this skill’s strength would be further amplified because it was getting power from two moons, instead of one.
The Martial Skill that Thirteen planned to give his mother later on was called Dance of Solaris.
As the name implied, this was a Martial Skill that worked wonders during the day or when the wielder of the technique was illuminated by a light source.
If the Dance of the Moonlight and Dance of Solaris were to appear on the same battlefield, a resonance would happen.
Regardless of the time of day, their users would reach the maximum boost they could receive from their Martial Technique.
Also, their attacks would be imbued by the power of the Elements of Light and Darkness, making them even deadlier.
Both wielders would also gain access to the Martial Skills of each other, allowing the one who practiced Dance of Solaris to teleport through shadows, and the practitioner of Dance of the Moonlight to unleash the Swords of Light.
After extracting the technique from his memories, Thirteen poked Shasha’s head with his index finger, allowing her to absorb the skill directly.
Similar to what happened to Mikhail, Shasha fell into a trance, closing her eyes to digest the information that was passed to her.
‘One down,’ Thirteen thought as he panted for breath.
He then walked toward his bed and laid down on it for a while, to take a short rest.
An hour later, he opened his eyes and observed his sister, who was still sitting cross-legged on the floor.
Not wanting to disturb her, Thirteen left the room and talked to his mother, who was waiting for them outside.
“I have already transferred the Martial Technique to Shasha,” Thirteen said. “But it will take her some time to digest it. Also, I feel too exhausted to do the ritual a second time today. I’ll pass over your technique tomorrow, Mother.”
Alessia nodded with a smile. “I’m not in a hurry. So, did you give your sister a good technique?”
“Of course,” Thirteen replied. “I gave her the best.”
“Will you then give me the same technique tomorrow?”
“No. But, I assure you that you will not be disappointed with what I have in mind, Mother.”
Thirteen began to explain about the Paired Technique that he chose for mother and sister. The more Alessia heard about the skill, the more interested she became in acquiring it.
The Fencing Technique she was currently practicing was only a Silver-Grade Technique.
While it wasn’t the worst, it wasn’t the best either.
The Basic Martial Techniques were divided into the ranks of Bronze, Silver, and Gold.
The Advanced Martial Techniques were divided into the ranks of Mythical, Legendary, and Divine.
Ironically, the Martial Techniques of the Five Monarchs that stood at the peak of Humanity were only of the Mythical Rank.
On the other hand, the Skills that Thirteen was teaching his family were of the Divine Rank.
Techniques that could only be bought in the System Shop for millions of System Points!
Simply put, he was cheating!
And he didn’t feel even a single ounce of guilt in doing it.
Mythical Rank Martial Techniques?
Excuse me? Is that some kind of Peasant joke that I’m too rich and powerful to understand?
“Zion, no matter what happens, you must never tell anyone about this,” Alessia said in a solemn tone. “If word comes out that you are able to impart powerful techniques like this, The Monarch Clans and the Prestigious Families will definitely do everything in their power to get their hands on you.”
Thirteen nodded. “I know, Mother. My knowledge is only for the members of our family. Don’t worry, I also added some insurance, preventing others from extracting the knowledge from Mikhail and Shasha. Anyone who tries will suffer a fate worse than death.”
The five-year-old smiled evilly, making Alessia smile evilly as well.
The beautiful woman had no love for the Monarch Clans and the Prestigious Families.
This was especially true for the Leventis Family, who had disowned her husband for choosing to marry her instead of one of the ladies from the Ten Prestigious Families to strengthen the alliance between the two sides.
Thirteen didn’t really care about politics, but he was not in a position to ignore the current state of things.
He planned to visit the Leventis Family sooner or later because he wanted to know if they could be used or not.
He still hadn’t forgotten his grudge against the System God, as well as the current Patriarch of the Ashford Clan, Aaron Ashford.
Since his old man was a bit harder to fight head-on, he decided to just shift his target to the person who killed one of his former hosts first.
Compared to the System God, Killing a Monarch was much more doable.
So until Thirteen got his revenge on the backstabbing mortal, he would leave his old man alone, while giving him the middle finger in his heart.