ONLINE: Blades of Eternity-Chapter 189: THE JADE IN THE MOONLIGHT

It was night time at Valoria kingdom and the cool night breeze brushed against Kaelen’s face as he sat cross-legged on the balcony of his room, his sword resting on his knees. His breathing was steady, his mind focused on the intricate flow of mana coursing through his body. The moon cast its soft, silver glow over the gardens below, creating an atmosphere of serene beauty.

Kaelen’s meditation was centered on refining the essence of his sword arts. He imagined his blade cutting through not just physical obstacles but intangible barriers—his fears, doubts, and limits. Each movement he visualized was sharp, precise, and purposeful.

"Hmm?"

But suddenly, his concentration wavered. A faint yet captivating presence pulled his attention away. Across the gardens, in one of the balconies of the Dawning of Magic’s pavilions, a young woman stood. She seemed almost ethereal, her form illuminated by the moonlight. Her silver-white hair cascaded down her back, shimmering as if kissed by the very light of the moon itself.

Kaelen’s breath caught. It wasn’t just her appearance that held his gaze—it was the aura she exuded. A tranquil energy surrounded her, perfectly synchronized with the moon above. Her presence was like a melody, gentle yet profound, resonating with the natural world in a way Kaelen had never felt before.

She moved gracefully, her hands weaving intricate patterns in the air. Threads of magic shimmered faintly around her, blending seamlessly with the moonlight. The mana she controlled flowed like water, smooth and unbroken, creating a harmony that Kaelen could feel even from afar.

He found himself entranced, unable to look away. It wasn’t until she suddenly paused and turned her gaze toward him that he snapped out of his reverie. Her eyes, a deep and luminous silver, met his own, and for a moment, the world seemed to stand still.

Kaelen instinctively straightened, unsure whether to speak or retreat. But before he could decide, she offered him a small, enigmatic smile before returning her attention to the moon.

Kaelen let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. His heart was still racing, though he didn’t know why. He turned his gaze back to his sword, gripping it tightly as he tried to refocus his thoughts. But the image of the moonlit young woman lingered in his mind, her presence leaving an indelible impression.

"Who is she?" he murmured to himself, the question echoing softly in the stillness of the night. But right in the next minute, Kaelen shook his head firmly, his grip on his sword tightening as he redirected his thoughts.

’No, focus,’ he told himself. The lingering image of the mysterious young woman still tugged at the edges of his mind, but he refused to entertain it any longer.

His heart already belonged to Lila. She was his anchor, his inspiration, and the one person he could always rely on. The thought of her fiery spirit and unwavering determination brought a small, fond smile to his lips. ’She’d kill me if she thought my focus wavered like this,’ he thought with a light chuckle.

Taking a deep breath, Kaelen closed his eyes and steadied his mind. He visualized Lila’s fierce and devilish expression whenever she caught him slacking which involuntarily sent a chill down his spine, her words always laced with both reprimand and encouragement. That memory alone was enough to ground him.

Slowly, he slipped back into his meditative state, letting the flow of mana wash over him like a gentle tide. His breathing synchronized with the rhythm of his heartbeat, and his focus returned to his sword arts.

With each imagined swing, thrust, and parry, he sought clarity and perfection, pouring all his energy into solidifying his foundation. The fleeting distractions of the night faded into the background, replaced by the familiar comfort of discipline and purpose.

’Lets see how far I have really gone’ He suddenly thought as he called upon his profile panel. "Online: Blades of Eternity". And in a flash, a panel suddenly appeared right before his eyes which he has opened already.

Kaelen’s Stats and Overview

Name: Kaelen

Level: 50

Title: Swordsman of Eternity

Class: Blademaster

Current Weapon: Blade of Eternity

Armor: Armor of the Eternal Guardian (Fully Unlocked)

Affiliation: Internal student of the Pacesetters Academy

Stats:

HP:120,000/120,000

Mana: 100,000/100,000

Strength: 150

Agility:145

Intelligence:100

Dexterity:105

Charm:100

Luck:95

Free points available: 30

Abilities:

Eternal Blade Arts (Basic)

Sword Dimension Understanding (Intermediate- Second stage)

Divine Sword Move (Infancy stage)

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Aura of Eternity (Increased resonance with Blade of Eternity [Level2])

Combat Instinct (Enhanced through battle [Infant stage])

Mana Manipulation (Intermediate stage])

Techniques:

Sword Rain: Level 15

Sword Arc: Level 20

Sword Furry: Level 20

Thousand-fold Slash: Level 8

Sword Constellation: Level 5

Current Status:

At Peak State

Mental clarity in the process of refinement due to enlightenment.

’Although there seems to be a few modifications in the profile, seems to be good one though’ he thought before he closed the panel and resumed in his meditation.

As the hours passed, the moon continued its silent vigil, and Kaelen’s resolve grew stronger. He made a silent promise to himself: No matter what lies ahead in this convention, I will give it my all—not just for me, but for those who believe in me.

When he finally opened his eyes, the first light of dawn was just beginning to peek over the horizon. With a deep sigh of satisfaction, Kaelen stood and sheathed his blade, ready to face whatever challenges awaited him.

While he had just finished a long meditation session and was about to head to bed when the first rays of dawn crept over the horizon, bathing the pavilions in a soft golden light. He stretched, exhaustion tugging at his limbs, but his peace was abruptly shattered by the door to his room being flung open.

"Kaelen! Up and at it, man," Morris declared, his voice far too cheerful for the early hour. Behind him, Ethan leaned casually against the doorway, his usual smirk firmly in place.

Kaelen blinked at them in disbelief. "Do either of you realize what time it is? The convention is a week away, and I’m trying to prepare."

"Exactly!" Morris exclaimed, stepping into the room uninvited. "That’s why we need a break now. You can’t go into a major tournament with your mind all tense. Trust me, a little adventure before the chaos begins is exactly what you need."

Kaelen sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Adventure at dawn? You’re insane."

Ethan shrugged, his tone nonchalant but teasing. "You’d be surprised how lively Valoria is this early. Besides, Morris is right—it’s good to unwind before the storm. And don’t worry, we’ll stick to the safer parts of the city. No Reeves lectures this time."

Kaelen hesitated, his disciplined side warring with his curiosity. Finally, he relented. "Fine, but if this gets us into trouble, it’s on you, Morris."

Morris grinned victoriously. "Deal. Let’s move before Reeves decides to check on us."

The three slipped out of the pavilion, the cool morning air brushing against their faces as they navigated the now-bustling streets of Valoria. Merchants were setting up stalls, the aroma of freshly baked bread and spiced tea wafting through the air. Golden light danced on the intricately carved buildings, and the city seemed alive with a quiet energy.

They found a small market square where performers were warming up for the day. A young magician was creating dazzling displays of light magic, to the delight of early risers, while a musician played a soothing melody on a strange stringed instrument.

"This is what I’m talking about," Morris said, his eyes sparkling with excitement as he grabbed a skewer of roasted meat from a vendor. "This city has life! You’d never see anything like this back in Eldoria."

Ethan smirked. "Not bad. Even you have to admit this beats meditating all night, Kaelen."

Kaelen glanced around, taking in the vibrant atmosphere. A faint smile tugged at his lips. "It’s... different, I’ll give you that."

As they wandered further, Kaelen couldn’t help but feel a sense of calm wash over him. The stress of the upcoming convention seemed to fade into the background as he allowed himself to enjoy the simple beauty of Valoria at dawn. For now, at least, he could breathe freely.

As Kaelen, Morris, and Ethan strolled through the lively streets of Valoria, Kaelen suddenly froze, his gaze locking onto a figure he thought he’d never see again. There, walking with an air of grace and mystery, was the moonlit lady he’d noticed the previous night. Her aura was as enchanting in the morning light as it had been under the moon, but this time, she wasn’t alone.

Beside her was Kent Harrow, the infamous "Affinity God" of the Dawning of Magic Academy, his imposing yet calm presence drawing stares from those around him. The pair approached a grand and luxurious pavilion adorned with intricate carvings and glowing sigils, which Kaelen quickly realized was no ordinary building.

"Hey, isn’t that...?" Kaelen started, unable to finish his sentence.

"What’s up?" Morris asked, following Kaelen’s gaze.

Kaelen turned to them, a flicker of determination in his eyes. "I want to go in there—the place they just entered."

Morris arched an eyebrow. "You do realize that’s an auction house, right? A very high-end one. You got the gold for that, Kaelen?"

Kaelen scratched the back of his head, a sheepish grin forming. "Uh... no. Not exactly."

Ethan smirked, leaning closer. "So, what’s the plan, then? Walk in and hope they don’t kick us out?"

Morris sighed, shaking his head with an amused grin. "Lucky for you, my old man gave me a hefty stash of gold to ’enjoy myself responsibly.’ I guess I can spare some of it to satisfy your curiosity."

Kaelen’s eyes widened. "Are you serious? You’d do that?"

"Why not?" Morris shrugged. "It’s not like I’m planning to blow it all on trinkets. Plus, this might actually be fun."

Ethan chuckled, patting Kaelen on the shoulder. "Looks like you’ve got a sponsor, buddy. Let’s see what all the fuss is about."

The three made their way to the entrance, where a pair of well-dressed guards gave them scrutinizing looks. Morris casually presented a gold ingot, and the guards’ demeanor shifted instantly, stepping aside to let them in.

Inside, the auction house was a masterpiece of luxury and magic. Chandeliers of floating crystals bathed the room in a soft glow, and the air hummed with faint traces of mana. A diverse crowd filled the hall, from aristocrats in elegant robes to powerful mages radiating authority.

Kaelen couldn’t help but glance around in awe, but his focus remained on finding the lady and Kent. His heart raced as he caught a glimpse of them seated in a private booth on an elevated platform.

Morris nudged him, whispering, "If you’re going to stare, at least try not to look too obvious."

Kaelen flushed out of embarrassment but nodded. "I just... want to know who she is."

"Well, let’s find a seat first," Ethan suggested, guiding them toward an unoccupied spot in the main hall.

As they settled in, Kaelen’s curiosity burned brighter than ever. Whoever this lady was, her presence seemed to be intertwined with something far greater than he could comprehend—and he was determined to find out what.