"Tomorrow," Samuel replied.

So soon?

But thinking that he had been preparing for this advancement for a long time, he should have prepared everything that they needed.

"Okay. I'll go and pick up Sophia's new pet beast first," Riya said after thinking for a moment. She had planned to take the Castle Turtle back to Sophia. With the Castle Turtle, Sophia's self protection skill be higher.

"Will there be enough time?" Samuel asked in surprise.

"There's enough time." Riya smiled and then pointed to her room. "I just have to use the teleportation formation a few times."

Right.

A rune master's methods could be said to be quite convenient.

Samuel nodded in understanding and looked at the woman in front of him before raising his head and rubbed her head. "Let's continue tomorrow?"

Riya was stunned and there was a blush on her cheek.

"Your sword won't complain?"

"I'll lock it away."

Buzzz!

Seeing that the sword flew on its own and started beating up Samuel, Riya laughed out loud on the side.

Who made him want to challenge his own sword's patience?

"Hey, I'm already kind enough to put you away… ah, stop it! Damn it!"

The two of them made a fuss for a while before Samuel managed to coax his sword away. But it was clear that before reaching rank 7, the sword will not allow it's eyes to be polluted by the scene that it didn't want to see.

Though, what makes people wonder is whether the sword has any eyes.

"This sword's spirit is definitely a female or it wouldn't be so fussy," Samuel complained as he put the sword away.

Riya arched her eyebrows. "From what I know, spirits didn't have any gender."

"…Right."

When an item or something like that gained their consciousness, they didn't really have any gender. Their appearance would be based on their characteristic and they could choose between the pronunciation 'he' or 'she' depending on themselves.

Samuel was about to say more when he saw his sword flying towards him again and he could only ran to the backyard.

Seeing this scene, Riya didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

But it was really lively.

"Riya, can you help me instead of laughing?"

"No, if I'm going, the sword will be angrier."

"That's…" true.

It took some time for the sword to finish beating up Samuel this time and the two of them made their arrangement to rest before going out tomorrow. Besides, Samuel still has to inform his father that he wanted to go out while Riya headed back to the crack to pick up the Castle Turtle.

Samuel looked at his sword resentfully but facing his sword buzzing, he could only sigh.

"I wonder what you have seen in the past to make you react so much." Samuel patted the sword helplessly.

In the past, the sword naturally didn't belong to himself but to others and it regained consciousness to a certain degree, which allowed it to perceive the outside world. Through this way, the sword would be able to help their owner.

However, most of the time, the sword still has to be controlled by the magic warrior or the warrior.

After all, it was very tiring for the sword to move itself.

Buzz!

The sword just buzzed a bit and then stayed quiet. It was already exhausted after beating up Samuel not long ago. Even if the beating would not hurt, Samuel still ran away from the flying sword.

After all, it was not exactly pleasant to be beaten up by his own sword.

When Samuel reached his father's office, his sister had just finished negotiating with her father and walked out in satisfaction.

"Brother," Amelia called out obediently.

Samuel arched his eyebrows and flicked Amelia's forehead. "Go back to train and don't play around here."

"I know, I know."

Amelia stuck out her tongue and then ran away.

Samuel: "…"

That childish brat has never changed.

He shook his head and entered his father's office. Seeing that his father was busy with something, he paused.

"Did I come at the wrong time?"

"No, I'm just giving some orders to the people below." Mr. Jones looked at his son and arched his eyebrows. "I don't think you have anything good to say to me when you come here."

"Why do you say that, Father?" Samuel clicked his tongue. "I'm here to tell you that I'm going to leave City A Base for a while again."

Mr. Jones looked at his son subtly. "…Going to the crack again?"

He swore that Samuel seemed to be treating the crack as his second home. Because the time he spent in the crack alone had surpassed the time he spent at his real home.

But Mr. Jones couldn't really say anything.

He knew that these returnees required a lot of resources with most of the resources didn't exist in this world. They have to enter the crack bravely if they anted to obtain those resources because there were a lot of magic beasts guarding various places.

These magic beasts also wanted to get stronger, so they had a fight with humans one way or another.

"No." Samuel looked at his father solemnly. "I'm going for a 'trip.'"

Mr. Jones' expression changed slightly. He understood that this was Samuel's method of telling him that he was about to advance to rank 7. To prevent those b*stards from using satellite to track him down, it would be better for Samuel not to say the real meaning of his words.

After all, who knew how many people would come forward and wanted to kill him and block his path forward.

"I know." Mr. Jones tilted his head. "Alone or…?"

"I'm going with Riya," Samuel said without hesitation. Since he had asked for Riya to make formation for his advancement ceremony, how could he possibly leave her behind?

Besides, he still wanted to spend more time with her.

Samuel thought for a moment and added, "It's a date."