After having to listen to one hell of a lecture for one hour, Artemisia finally gave Aion some time to rest. Still, Aion wasn't the type to lie to his mother, so when she asked when the tournament would end, he told her the truth.

"You are in the final… you defeated your father, and you will face that man…" Artemisia said while her face was turning white like a ghost. "Aion, I am your mother, and this is the only thing that I will ever ask you… don't fight that man… he hates us more than anything."

"I am sorry, mom… but that isn't possible," Aion said. "I met with that piece of shit, so I know that much, and I also know that he will ask the king for our deaths if he is declared the winner of the tournament."

All of a sudden, Artemisia began to have a hard time breathing, and then she passed out. Aion panicked and used Heal on her several times. Thanks to that, her condition improved considerably.

In the end, Aion knew what his mother was thinking… he was going to face his death. In one way or the other, they were going to die, and she thought that her son was going first and she was unable to do anything. After the years of living in a prison, the idea of escaping never crossed her mind. That was because everyone in the world would hunt them down, and they wouldn't have a life anywhere.

As for Aion, he was going to fight so they could have a real life. Aion wanted to free his mother, but that was just the first goal. After that, he will build a place where she will be safe no matter what, and then he will travel the world. Since he had come to another world, not traveling around would be a wasted opportunity.

"It will be difficult, but it is for the sake of the future… I don't know why I have this system, but I will use it to its full extent to build a place for my mother in this world," Aion thought.

The only problem was how Aion could use his full power when he couldn't use his weapons. He thought of that while he was transferring all the experience, energy, and materials to the berserker class.

Berserker Lv 82

Health: 1029/1029

Mana: 04/04

Stamina: 296/296

Strength: 131 + 101

Dexterity: 16

Magic: 01

Endurance: 131+ 64

Resistance: 01

Speed: 131

Status: 00

Hand Axes Refinement Lv 40

Bonuses: Strength + 64, Endurance + 64

Skills: Rage Lv 25(Efficiency Lv 43), Roar Lv 19, Body Slam Lv 10, Destroyer Lv 25 (Power Lv 100)

Passive: HP Plus Lv 22(Efficiency Lv 50), Brute Strength Lv 25 (Efficiency Lv 50), Pain Resistance Lv 20,

Improvement Points: 00

Accumulated Experience: 0

Coins: 186.980

Inventory:

Absorption: 0/1000

processing: 0/1000

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"As expected, after some levels of refinement, the materials become less effective… since most of the ones I used were bones of low-level monsters, I guess it is impossible to reach level fifty or something," Aion thought.

Aion got a lot stronger by using everything possible to enhance the berserker class. In terms of raw power, he believed that he could defeat his father in a direct fight without tricks. Still, he had a feeling that someone like Horis was several times stronger than his father. At least five times… which was insane… if Lexus goes all out, he could destroy the entire arena, but perhaps Horis could destroy the entire capital by himself…

Aion still could use his saved money to increase his parameters, but he wasn't sure it would be enough. With everything he had, he could buy around eighty points… he should have saved more instead of buying three other inns over the years.

In any case, for the bonuses to work, the weapons had to be summoned and be with Aion, so he couldn't just leave them at home. For that kind of situation, Aion thought of forging an armor where he could hide his weapons inside, but asking about that around would make him look suspicious, and once the rules of the tournament began to spread, the blacksmith might open his mouth and mention such a thing. Annoying rumors might spread, and then Aion would face some problems.

In the end, Aion decided to check the armory of his home for armor that could help him with that. He could always pay his father later since he had the money to pay for most types of armor. In the end, Aion found an armor that had some compartment on the shoulders that could store short swords… he had no idea how that worked, but he assumed that it was magic armor or something. Unfortunately, he wanted to use his axes, and the armor was too big for him.

"Mom didn't teach me how to create metals using magic, but if only I knew that now…" Aion thought. "There was no point thinking about that. I have to find a way to deal with this problem."

Aion looked for some armor, but he didn't find anything like what he wanted. In the end, he found several magic armors, but Aion decided to grab a normal one and then enhance the interior with some earth magic and to store the axes there. He would look like he was trying to use armor that was too big for him, but it couldn't be helped.

Since Aion didn't want to make it too heavy, he just added the compartments with earth magic to hold the weapons. His defense would be lacking, but it was fine. Aion was planning to end things faster than Horis could try anything, anyway.

After that, Aion went to sleep, and he woke up while seeing his mother praying to someone. From her perspective, only the gods could help a ten year old kid defeat a monster able to stop an army…

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