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By the time we were done with the explanation, we had moved to the kitchen to wait as Tarte prepared lunch for the three of us.
''Think it will work?'' Kiara asks the blond maid from her seat at the kitchen table.
''Yes, Master's idea is not something I have tried before but with my original skill and the powers he gifted me I believe I can do it, I will need practice to reach the maximum potential but even now this should be good enough.'' Responded my Knight.
The primary Skill in question that made me choose Tarte as our Chef was named [Possibility Egg].
As the name implies it's a skill that changes into another skill depending on the nature and needs of the user, ranging from S-Rank to B-Rank in the ranking system from her original world.
The broken nature of the skills adaptability was in theory more than enough for my plan but thanks to the template stacking of Scáthach she now possessed I hoped that it would reach new heights when used in combination with the Wisdom of Dún Scáith skill.
While she was cooking I could see Tarte's magical energy leave her slim body with each of the motions she took while cooking and I could appreciate how that same energy twisted around her utensils before being infused into the ingredients as she prepared our meal.
Soon enough three decadently precented servings of Blanquette de Veau were placed on the table. The delicious meal was one of the greatest things I had ever tasted, certainly fit for even the most gluttonous of devil nobles and well beyond anything I could do before Faerie Feast.
But the important part was not the scrupulous taste but the effects of the dish.
I could feel my body empowered by the supernaturally enhanced nutrients of the dish. From my blood to my muscles every inch of my body was charged by her medical concoction.
I looked at my maid with a beaming smile.
''This should be it, Tarte, what are the skill effects proper?'' With a radiant smile that oozed pride, Tarte answered my question.
''B Rank: [Food Augmentation] This skill allows me to enhance the nutritional capability of any dish I make, increasing the physical and magical growth rate up to 5 times of anyone that eats them for up to 6 hours after ingestion.'' She recited to me.
Yes, this will do nicely.
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He could feel his heart pumping as he looked across the improv training ground at his determined knight, her flustered visage looked quite fetching on her, the tired and deep breaths she took did beautiful things to her chest.
Before he could take more than a breath the ground under his opponent cracked slightly as Tarte shot forwards to reengage their sparing match.
In a split second the blond assassin was upon him, the collapsible spear that she usually hides under her uniform delivering a flourish of masterful stabs all across his chest.
His hand moved swiftly meeting each of them in either a redirection to the side or in some cases where her speed was superior to his own a full-on block was the only thing he could use to defend himself from her assault.
On the seventh strike, his control of the ki he was channelling to his arms to increase their resistance against his foe's weapon slipped and his right arm was pierced through mercilessly by the spear's blade.
The pain distracted him but for a second, leaving his cute knight with the perfect opportunity to savagely rip her weapon from his flesh and bat him into the wall with a spin on her feet and a punishing bash from her spear's shaft.
He tried to move away from the wall and continue their fight. Determined to keep on going.
"That's enough both of you." Kiara's sweaty voice was accompanied by the sound of her quick steps as she made her way toward me. Stopping our latest clash.
I could see Tarte walking to my side as well the look on her face showed the guilt she felt for wounding me in our previous exchange, even if I was the one who ordered her not to hold back against me while training.
"Sōten Kisshun, I reject." With a lot more confidence and practice than the first time she used them 4 hours ago at the start of our training, my bishop used her new healing ability.
A golden oval-shaped orb surrounded my wounded arm in response to her hands hovering over it after her incantation. A strangely indescribable sensation spread through the wounded limb.
Slowly but surely, I could see my flesh sawing itself back together as the damage reversed itself out of existence by her rejection of the event. Even after seeing it so many times, the process was a mystifying sight.
"Are you all right Master?'' Tartes asked guilty uncaring of the fact that I would be good as new in less than a minute. Her hand lovingly caressed my face once she kneeled at my side while I was healed.
"I'll be fine Love, Thank you for giving it your all," I told her comfortingly. "We can't grow if we don't try our best during our training."
"That's enough training for today you two even with resting when it's not my turn to fight I don't think I have enough energy left to properly heal any more wounds we get," Kiara said once she was done healing me, exhaustion tinting her voice
Acknowledging our resident doctor's order we stood up and the three of us made our way out of the sweet house's basement that Trate had reinforced and expanded with her new Primordial Runes.
"You know for a first training session I think we did alright'' I said to my companions as we made our way up the stairs.
"I will need some time to improve the training ground's runic arrays but it was serviceable for today." The blond noted out loud before muttering ideas on how to get all the features I had requested for our future endeavours.
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