The Mech Touch novel Chapter 4815

Holding the Heavensword was literally the opportunity of a lifetime to Ketis.

Who could ever claim to have seen a grand work up close, let alone touching it with his or her bare skin?

The newly advanced swordmaster deeply realized that this honor and privilege would have unimaginable benefits to her future work.

Ketis had never handled such high-level swords in the past. Her vision was much more modest due to spending a long time working with humble third-class mechs and swords.

Though she knew that her double advancement along with her new connections to the Heavensword Association would help her elevate her work, her impression of what she could produce at her limit had always been vague and insubstantial.

Not anymore.

From the moment she held a grand work of unsurpassed quality and power, Ketis gained a much clearer idea on what skills and abilities she needed to acquire to make her own swords of unsurpassed might and capability!

Though she wanted to study the Heavensword for a while longer, she noticed that her willpower was not able to protect her from getting tainted by the massive degree of extraordinary power it contained.

Even when the Heavensword had entered into a dormant state where its activity levels were low, the grand work couldn't help but affect the environment and everyone inside it. Such power was impossible to contain.

Ketis knew enough about her craft to know that the reason why the Heavensword did not completely possess the majesty of a grand work was due to other factors.

As she continued to hold the weapon, she had the impression that it used to be a lot grander in the past, but that it suffered a lot of damage that caused it to fall back into a crippled state.

She could not fathom how it was possible to damage such a transcendent work of craftsmanship.

The Heavensword completely defied ordinary standards. Its toughness was off the charts as its material properties could not be formulated by any production machine in existence today!

She spent a little more thought on examining the huge pool of energy that powered its remarkable state and enhanced its lethality to an insanely high level.

The ubiquitous energy contained within the pool was completely uniform and reminded Ketis a lot of its current wielder and the blissful floating garden environment.

This… heavenly energy was completely different from all of the other energies that Ketis had tangled with before in the Larkinson Clan.

Ketis imagined that if she was able to harness this energy and master it to the highest degree, she could literally create a heaven where the dead could go and enjoy paradise.

She could also harness this energy to create a slice of heaven in normal space. Each swing of the blade would allow her to bring down heaven's mercy or wrath depending on her intentions!

"Amazing." She gasped as she learned all that she could of this extremely potent type of energy.

Unfortunately, the heavenly energy that saturated the grand work proved to be too dangerous and corrosive to Ketis.

She had been unable to determine all of the details about the massive energy pool and how she could create a smaller version of it for her own swords.

Her expression worsened as she forced herself to return the Heavensword to its rightful wielder.

The pressure it exerted on her mind had faded by a considerable margin, but the loss of the Heavensword also caused her to feel a gaping hole in her heart.

She shook her head and utilized Sharpie to cleanse any sequelae the Heavensword had inadvertently left behind during their moments of contact.

The saint had sheathed his legendary weapon by now, causing the surrounding air to become a lot more pleasant.

"Thank you… for letting me experience this great and wonderful sword." Ketis sincerely said to the leader of the Heavensword Association. "I have learned a lot today. My visit to your state has given me far more gains than I could have hoped."

"It is my pleasure, young woman. Your love for swords is genuine and your talents should not remain buried in the galactic rim. Our people and our state expect much from you. With your talents and experiences, you are destined to soar into the heavens. Even the Heavensword holds this opinion."

"Are you sure about that, sir?" Ketis responded with a skeptical expression. "When I held your weapon, I constantly felt it was testing me and judging me. It bared its own state to me, but it did not do so without making sure I was good enough to behold its excellence."

"Trust me, Ketis, the Heavensword would have made its displeasure known if you were less than worthy."

"I see. Can I ask you a question, sir?"

"You may do so. That is one of the purposes of this meeting. We do not want anyone to remark that a swordmaster who successfully inherited our traditions is completely ignorant of what we do and what we stand for. You are a citizen of our state. Do not forget that, Swordmaster Ketis."

She smiled. A burst of warmth had sprung in her heart. Though she would always be a Swordmaiden and a Larkinson first, she did not mind getting adopted by another group of people.

The premise was that her loyalties never clashed one day.

The woman turned her attention back to the question that bothered her the most at the moment.

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