The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

“So that’s how it works, huh?” Klaus nodded, hearing what Miriam said.

“Yes. Unlike Aoi, who had thousands of swords around her, mine is woven into the sword intent, so as I move, I carry this sharpness with me.”

“That is convenient, I think…” Klaus smiled.

“Of course, don’t compare me to a monster like Aoi. What she achieved after her awakening was something else entirely. Her understanding of the sword is much more profound than mine. Both she and Nyxthar are monsters with the sword,” Miriam said, smiling.

She wasn’t wrong, though. Her understanding of the sword was profound; however, it wasn’t on the level of Aoi and Nyxthar. Perhaps aside from the two of them, she could come in third.

However, if Klaus’s plan were carried out to perfection, then more monstrous swordsmen would arise on Earth.

Someone like Aoi’s father wasn’t known as the Sword King of Earth for nothing. He started practising the sword long before the apocalypse, so his foundation was rock solid.

So, she didn’t want to raise her shoulders and brag about her achievement. She knew when to bow her head and when to raise her shoulders.

However, to Klaus, Miriam was probably the most dangerous among her sisters. He had the privilege of meeting her past self, and the feeling Klaus got from her wasn’t one meant for a weak warrior.

Miriam was a Tyrant, someone who terrorised many in her past life. She may act calm today, but Klaus wasn’t fooled.

Klaus knew their past lives would change them. Of course, they wouldn’t change to the extent of forgetting their true selves, but this change would affect their personalities to some degree.

He knew firsthand how that felt.

So for now, Miriam may act chill, but when she starts recovering her past, the damage she will cause if she were to assume her Tyrant Queen demeanour would be immense, making her dangerous.

Klaus could already picture her looking at him the way her past self had looked at him.

‘It was like she wanted to devour me,’ Klaus sighed.

“Don’t worry, Miriam, Nyxthar, and Aoi will help you improve. I also happen to know a thing or two about swords, so I’ll help you to the best of my abilities.”

“I will be sure to learn well,” Miriam smiled.

Klaus went ahead and took two things from his space ring— a manual and a fruit. He handed them to Miriam.

“This is a manual containing a martial technique aimed at rebuilding or improving one’s foundation. It is a versatile method, so regardless of your style, it will be beneficial to you.

I want you to use it to rebuild your sword foundation, but first, I will seal your current foundation. After you master this technique, eat the fruit.

It is called the Foundation Merging Qi Fruit. Essentially, those who have the time and resources tend to create several foundations, and then, using this fruit, they merge them all to form a much more robust Foundation.

That is the aim here. I want you to improve beyond your current potential.”

Miriam nodded and stored the two items.

Klaus smiled, knowing immortals would draw holes in his head if they found out he casually handed a Foundation Merging Qi Fruit to a mortal like it were the most normal thing to do.

Of course, Klaus only had three of these fruits, cultivated in his soul farm… But giving one away just like that felt like a waste. However, to Klaus, the fruits weren’t much if he could grow more away from the prying eyes of anyone.

Klaus turned to Aoi. “You wanted to see the true potential of your sword technique, right?”

“Yes. I wanted to see if I could harness all the swords awakened. It turns out I don’t have the mental strength for all 100,000 swords. So far, I can only handle 5,000 swords, and that is if I remain focused.

To move freely, I can only handle 3,000, which, in that case, will allow me to become a Spirit Master type swordsman.”

“I see. Though you performed remarkably well, you didn’t have much flexibility to harness your true power in the battle. This means you have to train some more.”

Aoi nodded.

“I will help you get started on improving your mind. In the coming weeks, I will conduct various trials, both within Oracle and outside, to help you enhance your mental strength.

This applies to all of you. I want you all to have mental strength that can withstand most mental attacks. Regardless of how you see it, if you have the strength to kill but can’t protect your mind, then it would all be a waste in the end.

So your next training will be on mind cultivation, and I will personally supervise it.”

Everyone nodded. This included the Overlords and Grand Elders.

They had all seen what Klaus could do many months ago, so regardless of the titles and positions, when it came to listening to Klaus’ teachings, all forms of titles and positions would be left at the door.

Klaus took out a deep green apple with root-like lines running across its surface. “Thoughtroot Apple. It increases mental processing speed and enhances your mental strength by 10%.

It is a natural fruit, so it doesn’t have any side effects.” Aoi received the fruit, and Klaus turned to the next person. He assessed and gave rewards to Eren and Veylor.

They had proven their strength to him. After Klaus finished with his Doom Guards, he turned to Matt, his sworn brother from the Academy. He had proven his strength and understanding in Elemental Bending.

Of course, Linda, Kays’ girlfriend, also received a reward for how remarkable she had been during the battle. Klaus gave both Matt and Linda elemental fruits that improve their understanding of their elements by a stage.

Then, after them, he rewarded Grand Elder Ylthia. She had been amazing throughout the battle, from the moon to the Savage Kingdom.

Klaus didn’t know much about her at first, but now he had figured out that she had a class called Void Whisperer and also possessed the power to harness darkness.

However, Klaus saw a path she could walk, and that was why he made Nyxthar teach her the basics of the Void before sending her to the Void Dimension to comprehend the Void Law.

He later assessed Nia, the Twins, and Lily before turning to those who hadn’t performed well.