Emperors War 106 I'm Aker

Shawn who was completely entranced with the sword and lost in the potential pummeling he was facing didn't hear Aker's question.

Not hearing a response from Shawn Aker just assumed he was so moved by the sword that he was completely oblivious to the world and so Aker focused on giving Shawn the details behind it.

"This sword was made with the Frostralt Metal that was hidden away in the storage. There wasn't a lot of it and to be honest it wasn't very pure when I started, so I had to melt it down and hammer out the impurities several times before I could use it in the mold. I also mixed in a touch of Glousium Metal to help strengthen it and give it a sharp edge that wouldn't dull easily. The Frostralt Metal is heavy and also has a hint of water element in it, when an enemy is hit by the Frostralt Metal it adds a cold frost to the attack. While this attack may not incapacitate the enemy, over time it will slow down their movement and cause their weapon to weaken. This should not be mistaken for a magic weapon as this capability is due to the metal and not the embedding of magic into it." As Aker explained the details behind the sword and some of its special characteristics Shawn nodded his head up and down in disbelief.

"Is this really for me? Did you really make this sword just for me?" Shawn who was clearly in a state of shock asked his question twice.

"This is what you asked for, if I didn't make for you then who would it be for?"

"Hahahahaha.....This Muscles finally has a weapon worthy of his grandeur!" Shawn suddenly bellowed out to the world exclaiming how overjoyed he was. His appreciation for this sword could not only be heard but felt with this loud proclamation.

'Finally, those bastards who have given us such a hard time from all of those other Companies will have to watch in envy as I strut around with such a weapon!'

Shawn was breaking at the seams to get this weapon in his hands, after confirming that the weapon was truly for him he totally forgot the obligation that this sword represented.

"Good, let's go practice then. After smithing for the last few hours I'm ready to stretch out and unleash a little bit." Aker who was stretching as he talked nonchalantly called out to Shawn.

"Wait what?" Shawn responded back; a sudden pang struck him reminding him of the misery that this sword entailed.

"Didn't you tell me earlier we couldn't practice because you didn't have a sword. Now that you have a sword there shouldn't be any problems. It's been a few days since the last time I've had a chance to really let go so I'm excited to see what a sword expert can do." Aker who hadn't had a chance to practice since he left the ship a few days ago was roaring and ready to go.

"About that, I'll need at least a few days to get accustomed to my new sword before I'll be ready to use it in actual combat. How about this, let me have it now so that I can get accustomed to it and after a few days I'll be ready to practice no problems." Shawn who found himself against another brick wall was sweating bullets as he waited for Aker's response. If he can get away now he could lead Aker along for some time, but more importantly he could find someone else to lose to Aker first and then when he lost it wouldn't be as big deal.

"That sounds good, let's do that then" With a moment's thought what Shawn suggested made sense, a true expert did develop a deep repour with their weapon, as Aker spoke, he handed the sword over to Shawn.

As Shawn saw the sword making its way over to him, he was thrilled, he could never have imagined or dared dream of having a sword as astonishing as the one making its way into his grasp. Suddenly Shawn had the overwhelming feeling that he was cheating the heavens and fighting against fate that someone like him was getting such a weapon.

As Aker raised it up with his right arm and reached out Shawn extended his arm to accept it. As it drew closer Shawn's eyes widened and his eyes began to form slits, this was truly an unprecedented enjoyment for him.

Suddenly feeling the hilt in his hand, he couldn't help but remark at the cold chill it gave when it first made contact with his skin.

'Amazing, this sword is to amazing....I can tell that as I use it against my enemies their willpower will be torn apart having to face the biting cold of this sword as it hits against them over and over again.' Hearing about the cold attribute and feeling and sensing it for himself were two completely different concepts.

"I didn't put the hilt cover on it yet as I wanted to find out what you would be most comfortable using. Until the hilt cover is on it you will get the frost kickback from it as well, so be careful." Aker described the last detail of the sword just as he was handing it over.

As Aker's hand left the sword a sudden "bang" sounded out. Shawn's face was aghast at the moment, there was a sudden revelation and understanding of his situation. The sword that Aker had so indifferently handed over with one hand was actually way, way, too heavy for him to use one hand to grab. Because Shawn had seen Aker carelessly tossing the sword around as he spoke, he had miscalculated its weight and tried to grab it with just a single hand like Aker was doing.

As soon as Shawn was solely responsible for the weight, gravity took over and led the sword back to earth, his muscles he was so proud of were not nearly enough to stop its descent. Not only did the sword fall towards the earth but because he wasn't prepared for or expecting the sword to weigh so much, as soon as the sword started its descent his body followed suit. Before Shawn knew it, he was lying face first on the floor.

Aker who watched the entire ordeal was startled and confused at the sight of Shawn hitting the ground. At this point Aker contemplated back on his earlier practice with Shawn, and after a moments contemplation he started shaking his head and gave himself an ironic smile.

"You aren't actually that good with the sword, are you?" Aker couldn't help but ask the question that he suddenly thought of.

"Wh..wh..what do you...me..mean by that? Of co...course...I..I am" Shawn who was not confident in his statement at all stuttered as he tried to sound convincing. Unfortunately, no matter how much you try and sound confident, it's perfectly impossible while stuttering.

As Aker considered Shawn's words, he suddenly put the whole scenario together. He thought back to his first move against Shawn and how everything changed from then. Before that display of swordsmanship Shawn was acting confident but he wasn't acting over confident and arrogant. Following that he began to exclaim his greatness and Aker's complete lack of ability to keep up.

For Aker this was a completely new experience. Until now he had been surrounded by nothing but strong people. Vance was incredibly strong; Cap had demonstrated her strength countless times. Mavis had shown his strength and ability, even Sampson had shown Aker hints of a formidable ability despite his chants of brute and uncivilized to those that fought.

Now Aker was technically attached to a combat unit that was supposed to be fighting life and death battles in a war, shouldn't this person be a strong fighter if that was the case?

"What level of magic fighter are you at if you don't mind me asking?" Aker was coming to the realization that perhaps things weren't the way he had envisioned.

"I've already broken through the Skin Level of Body Conditioning and am at Muscles which makes me one of the strongest fighters in the whole Company." Shawn's face that had just been ran through the mud both figuratively and literally was now beaming as he could brag about himself.

"You're at the Skin level and one of the strongest in the whole Company? Are all Company's at this level?" Aker was in disbelief at the situation. He had thought that all the fighters would be Source Core Fire level at a minimum. Weren't the people in this squad a little too weak?

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"Hahahaha....no way, why do you think they call us Frail Fighter squad...." As Shawn spoke, he laughed at Aker's lack of knowledge. Aker who heard him say "no way" gave out a slight exhale. He was beginning to think that everyone here was only at the first level of Body Conditioning.

"Most of the fighters of the other squads are at the Organs level of Body Conditioning with some as high as bones. I have heard that the Division Commander is an invincible Source Core Metal magic fighter but that seems unrealistic. If he was really that strong couldn't he march into the battle field unhindered almost?"

Hearing Shawn's words Aker's face twisted up, his lips went crooked and his eyebrows darted together. Shawn seeing Aker's twisted face thought he had impressed Aker by letting him know how powerful the people here were. If he knew that as Aker heard his words what he was really thinking he was liable to spit up a mouth full of blood.

"So you're one of the strongest at the Skin level of Body Conditioning in our D Company, how many other Skin Level magic fighters are there? Who is the strongest?" Aker's voice sounded doubtful as he spoke.

"Crazily enough we had six people wake up this morning who had broken through the Skin level with no explanation for it. Before I came over here the Company Commander had already ordered an investigation to find out what was happening. With those six, and counting myself that makes...ten that broke through the Skin Level and are currently at Muscles. We also have one person who broke through Muscles and is at Organ and then the Commander and Deputy Commander are both at Bones level of Body Conditioning."

'Oh no... was the sudden breakthrough of those six people because of me? When I was cooking, I was still injecting nature particles into the food like I had been doing for the last six or seven months on the ship. I wasn't even thinking about it as I did it. Well there shouldn't be any problem and in fact I have helped make the Company stronger so no one should say anything. For now, I think I shouldn't mention that I had served up magic dishes.'

"Since that's the case let's do it like you said. How about we wait until you get comfortable with your new sword and when you're ready you come and find me to practice." Aker who had put all of the pieces together didn't have any reason to not allow Shawn to back out gracefully. Because of Shawn he found the forge and even got to use it so in reality Shawn was a big help.

"That sounds like a perfect plan, when I'm ready, I will come find you...." Shawn who could sense that Aker was letting him off the hook was relieved and cheerful that Aker wouldn't push the issue. This immediately raised Aker's standing in his book and made for a very favorable opinion in and of itself. Counting in the sword that Aker had forged for him, Shawn felt like running around the Company singing Aker's praises to everyone "Thanks' so much for this sword, I won't bring shame to it."

Using two hands Shawn struggled to lift and carry away the sword. As Aker watched Shawn leave, he thought to himself 'if I continue to serve magic dishes shouldn't his strength improve drastically? Wouldn't the strength of the whole Company improve?'

As Aker thought about it, he started heading over to the kitchen still pondering over the improvement that the fighters could have. He had spent the day working in the forge and it was now coming up on dinner time. He needed to prep his food and begin cooking so that when the fighters made it to the chow hall everything would be ready to go.

Aker spent a couple of hours getting dinner ready and just like he had the previous few meals he made magic dishes for the fighters in D Company. After giving it some serious thought, he decided it could only be beneficial for his Company to get stronger.

Today he decided to introduce an Earth favorite. He began by grounding up the meat, taking small chunks of it and forming patties. He sliced up some tomato type vegetable that he had used for the base of the spaghetti, he had since learned it was called a sebelica and while it was not a tomato, he would be hard pressed to find the difference.

He also found some gilofrass which was a decent replacement for lettuce and broke it up so that it could be used with the bread. Of course, as he prepared each piece of sebelica and gilofrass he injected them with nature particles.

Aker found some astrio root which was a great potato substitute and began slicing them up and putting them in oil. Aker had previously used astrio root as a mashed potato substitute when making his Dragon Rolls so he was very familiar with it.

As Aker brought out the food the fighters' eyes were glued to the platters that Aker carried. So far Aker had only made two meals but each of them was like a reward from the heavens, each bite they took they could almost hear the angels sing the dishes praises, and their anticipation for today's meal was no different.

Today as Aker brought out the meal he just finished he was specifically looking for Shawn. As it happened Shawn was basically the only person he knew here and he wanted to take the food to his table first.

Since he didn't see him, he randomly walked to the first table he saw and set everything down.

"Hey, what do you call this? I've never seen anything like it before" Out of a group of men who were known for their weakness this was perhaps the weakest looking one here. With his thin and small face it created the impression that his eyeballs were bulging like that of a fish.

"That over there is called a hamburger and those over there are the fries that go with them. I also made up some ketchup as a dipping sauce as well. Since everyone was calling for meat yesterday, I went with a more meat focused meal today." Aker pointed out the burger and fries to everyone.

Back on the ship he had made the burger and fries for Sampson which brought Sampson to tears. After Aker made that meal, he didn't see Sampson for a week but everyday Sampson would send someone to find Aker letting him know that he wanted Aker to cook up another order burger and fries.

As the fish eyed man took his first bite his massive eyes closed and he called out "mmmmmmmmm" which seemed to be the go ahead for the whole room. Everyone started fighting and clamoring to be the first to get their hands on it.

As Aker was standing back and enjoying the show someone came running up "Which one of you is Aker?" he yelled to the whole chow hall.

Aker who was watching the men fight for his food and enjoying the satisfaction of another great meal created was interrupted and startled. As he looked at the man calling out, he thought back and confirmed he had never seen and didn't know the person. Despite the fact that he didn't know him he answered back "I'm Aker."

As the man looked over and saw Aker a frown spread as his face went red "I am obviously not talking about some small snot nose kid. I'm looking for the fighter Aker who is capable of beating up my Big Brother Muscles. Muscles is in trouble and he told me to hurry and get Aker to help him. Now that I've wasted my time talking to you instead of finding my Big Brothers savior if anything happens to him, I'm going to take it out on you. I suggest you shut it before you make it any worse."

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