Seen it, the door is still there, but unfortunately it has a lock on it.
Roy entered the Sea of Cognition through "Deep Sleep" once again and noticed this situation, gradually forming a hypothesis.
After all, this door is a "foreign item", and Grandpa Jager's consciousness is the key. Only by connecting it can it be opened... Fortunately, as long as the door is there, everything is not a problem. At worst, as Maha said, just visit more often.
Ultimately, it's necessary to hone [Ren]... The image of that Sand Worm bursting out of the ground, stirring the winds and clouds, surfaced again in his mind...
Roy withdrew his gaze, pushed open the door to the Demon Slayer, and continued to study "swordsmanship".
An ancient saying goes: "A month for the staff, a year for the knife, a lifetime for the spear."
The knife, as the "marshal of all weapons", follows a path of unyielding strength. Entry Level is to cut stone, Mastery is to cut iron. Being able to cut steel with one strike is enough to earn the title of "Sword Master". (Note, since it's written in the style of Japanese manga, a knife is a sword, hope everyone can understand)
So, wishing to achieve great success in "swordsmanship" without relying on a massive accumulation of experience is nothing short of dreaming.
"September 17th, three thousand strikes without dropping a stone, 'swordsmanship' +30, 'Sun Breathing' +1, Constitution +0.31, Sand Worm endured [Ren] for 17 seconds...."
"September 30th, four thousand strikes without dropping a stone, 'swordsmanship' +33, 'Sun Breathing' +1.5, Constitution +0.4, Sand Worm endured [Ren] for 32 seconds..."
...
"November 16th, for the first time, completed 'Ten Thousand Basic Swings' without dropping a stone, 'swordsmanship' +50, 'Sun Breathing' +3, stepped into the realm of mastery, full concentration extended to one hour, Constitution +1, Sand Worm endured [Ren] for one minute, said the first sentence to Grandpa Jager..."
"He asked me whose child I was, and how I sneaked onto the ship?"
"I didn't know how to answer him, and then got knocked out again by a flying ship's helm."
Time always flies especially fast when one is diligently engrossed,
On November 16th, after visiting Grandpa Jager, Roy came out of the basement, returned to his bedroom, dragged his weary body to the desk, and while meditating to recover mental energy, opened the panel to summarize the gains and losses of training.
In the blink of an eye, two months passed, and the progress is significant...
[Name: Roy Zoldyck]
[Constitution: 71.7 (Note: Normal human is 1)]
[Sun Breathing: 1/1000 (Mastery)]
[Manifested Nen Amount: D(170/10000) (Note: The rating is in comparison to ants, the squad leader of ants who can use Nen is rated D, division commander is C, the three major guards B, Ant King B+)]
[Potential Qi Amount: D (236/10000) (Note: The rating is in comparison to ants)]
[Nen Form Change: 17/100 (Entry Level),,, Property Change: To be activated]
[Four Major Principles: [Ten]: Level 2(38/1000)...[Zetsu]: Level 2(69/1000)...[Ren]: Level 1(23/100)...[Hatsu]: To be manifested....]
[Swordsmanship: Level 2 (996/1000)]
[Applied Techniques—Dark Step: Great Success (278/1000); Limb Curvature: Mastery (174/1000); Snake Life: Mastery (783/1000)]
[Title: A sprout of the apple tree that can support a branch...]
From a sprout to a seedling, both "Nen" and "sword" must be grasped, both must be strong... Roy looked carefully, [Ren] still needs further strengthening, and swordsmanship is just a step away from breaking through.
"Young master, the Hall family has given birth..."
At eight in the evening, Wutong came in pushing a dining cart right on time,
Today's dinner, rosemary grilled steak, cream of matsutake mushroom soup with a few slices of buttered toasted bread, plus a large bottle of milk.
"Have they decided on a name?"
Roy turned off the panel, cut a piece of steak and put it in his mouth, if he remembered correctly, Hall's child, which is Tsubone's granddaughter, is named Yu Yin.
"Named Yu Yin... The master decided it two months ago, Hall was ecstatic, bragging about it to everyone, looking very smug, it was irritating..." Wutong seemed to have a lot of complaints about the former subordinate... indeed, that Hall fellow is very slippery, not Wutong's type...
Recalling that smiling face, Roy made no comment, lost in his thoughts...
Vaguely remembering that shortly after Yu Yin was born, it was Killua's turn.
Indeed... "The lady is pregnant again," Wutong whispered: "The master is happy, every steward in the house gets double pay."
Not just that, after birth, the pay will triple... It will be silver-haired...
"Pretty good." Roy finished the steak, expressionlessly drank the cream of matsutake mushroom soup: "Go buy some practical baby supplies to give to Hall, after all, he's been with me for two years, might as well acknowledge the relationship."
Wutong adjusted his glasses: "Young master is too kind to us servants, that guy's just lucky to have followed you for a while..."
"Don't say that, just go do it."
"Yes."
After dinner, Wutong tidied up the mess and went down to prepare the gift.
Roy sat idly by the dining table for a while, then got up and went to the window. Through the moonlight, he gazed at the night scene to help digestion, and inadvertently noticed two or three figures walking hand in hand in the garden... It was a woman holding a man's arm, she was newly pregnant, far from showing, but deliberately sticking out her belly, enjoying Silva's company, with heart-shaped electronic eyes showing happiness on her face.
"This baby is sure to have silver hair."
Roy could almost hear the woman's inner voice, quietly watching for a while, at a certain moment, noticing the man seemed aware, turned his head to look, the young man turned back to the house, closing the door with a "bang".
Time always rolls forward, never backward... Refusing Silva's peeping, Roy silently reminded himself to focus, and not get distracted by unrelated matters.
After a cold shower, when he came out and changed into pajamas, he lay flat on the bed with hands crossed, closed his eyes and entered the dream.
The familiar falling sensation hit, passing through the colorful dream passage, reaching the familiar Sea of Cognition...
Roy glanced at the locked "Gate of the Dark Continent", remembered Jager's words... "Whose child are you?"
With an inexplicable sigh, he turned and pushed open the door to the Demon Slayer.
As usual, he took a shallow strike basket and headed to the depths of Sagiri yama to practice the sword, with a group of demons following behind.
"No need to hang broken stones today." The master leaned against the door frame, calling out to him: "Don't forget the feeling of empty swings, try to push your limits."
"Okay."
The basket full of broken stones was removed.
Roy, with a shallow strike, stepped lightly into the dense forest, followed closely by Urokodaki Sakonji, matching his steps without haste.
Makomo and Sabito circled around them, the little girl glanced at Roy, then Urokodaki Sakonji, whispered to Sabito: "Master surely thinks Eiichiro Oda's hand is steady, wanting to see what he can do now, to adjust the next training plan."
Sabito stroked his beloved sword, eyes closely following Roy, gently shook his head: "No, master did not adjust the plan."
"He's always been training Eiichiro ten times more intensely than Giyu."
"It was Eiichiro who disrupted master's plan."
Ten times? Makomo whispered: "I always thought it was twenty times."
"You're a girl." Sabito said no more, one can only say... As humans, each has different limits.....
Eiichiro Oda cannot be underestimated, without the restraint of broken stones, who knows what heights he will reach today....
'Will he have surpassed Giyu?' Sabito squinted his eyes, full of anticipation...