The Human Giant



As Yoze reached the peak of his Armored Weapon Handler body cultivation method he felt a rush of Armored Weapon Handler Inner Vigor formerly known as Armored Swordsman Inner Vigor form a layer under his skin. It was like he had another layer of skin or a layer of armor under his skin waiting to be activated.

After enjoying the sensation of reaching the peak, Yoze put down the sword, axe, and spear in his hands as he was done with training for now. Since he reached the peak of the body cultivation method there were only two paths he could take to improve himself. 

The first was to break through the current limits of the Armored Weapon Handler just like what he did with his Big Golem body cultivation method. The only problem that Yoze had with this method was that breaking through the Armored Weapon Handler was more complicated compared to Big Golem.

Meaning that it would take him much longer to break through since he needed to first break the limits of the Armored Weapon Juggler and the Armored Weapon Shuffle techniques before he could do the same with the body cultivation method.

The second path he could take is creating and training in the modified version of the Blood Armored Swordsman. However, Yoze hadn't started the process to modify the Blood Armored Swordsman yet first needed to create the modified version.

"Thank you for your help Winter, I appreciate your help." Yoze put his thoughts aside and thanked Winter for her help.

"That is no problem at all," Winter said, enjoying getting a piggyback ride from Yoze. 

"Now if you excuse me, I have somewhere I need to be so I'll end today's training early." 

"Fine," Winter pouted her lips in sadness. She then got off of Yoze and left early for today.

After confirming that Winter had truly left the area surrounding the inn, Yoze walked out of his room and knocked on Jewel's door. It was finally time to visit Martial Silver Thunder to check to see what kind of talents his body holds.

After being delayed for several days, Yoze felt that it was a good day to visit the martial artist that he had asked the City to deal with. He had been too focused on reaching the peak of Armored Weapon Handler and making sure that Regil wasn't spying on his family.

Now that he reached the peak of the Armored Weapon Handler he was ready to check out his prizes from his hard battle against ambushers. 

"Yoze, what do you need?" 

When Yoze saw the door open he noticed that Jewel was in comfortable clothes and had a giant mug of beer in one hand and a piece of bread in the other. From how flushed red her face was he could tell that she was drunk.

"Nothing, just wondering if you had ordered the customized armor for me?" 

"Of course, I made the order. It will take a few more weeks before they are finished. Just make sure not to grow anymore." Jewel said as she took a sip from her mug.

"That was all I wanted to ask, I won't bother you enjoying yourself." Yoze nodded his head and left without inviting her.

He wanted to invite her to the prison that held Martial Silver Thunder since he thought she would want to join in the fun but seeing her drunk changed his mind. Yoze didn't want to bother taking care of a drunk person in one of the most dangerous places in the entire city.

"Goodbye," Watching Yoze leave, Jewel waved her hand in a drunk manner.

....

When Yoze arrived at the address that held the most dangerous criminals, he noticed that the building in front of him was abnormally small. It was a small bar whose logo was a cartoonish tiger in a black and white prison uniform. 

 He frequently saw travelers stumbling and slurring their speech as they left the building. If Jewel was here she would have been shocked to see that the most popular bar for travelers was a disguise for the City's most secure prison, The Tiger Den.

However, after thinking about it she would have concluded that everything strange about the place made sense when she thought of the hundreds of individuals that if they escaped could cause havoc. To prevent them from causing too much damage during their escape, the bar was conveniently near the Western Gate.

It was also the laxest in its security when it came to drunk crimes. That was one of the reasons this bar was so popular with travelers.

It was not only easy for travelers entering the city to get drunk but also the easiest way for travelers to get drunk before they left the city.

Unfortunately, Yoze didn't know that information and could only wonder why the Voty would place such a dangerous place below a public area. The prison might have looked like it didn't have much security around at a first glance but Yoze noticed that at least twenty spiritual energies were hiding in various places around the prison.

As Yoze turned his focus to the underground prison he saw that hundreds of different spiritual energies were inside. But what truly got his attention was that he recognized the spiritual energy that belonged to Martial Silver Thunder.

It was one of the lowest spiritual energies and seemed to be surrounded by four other spiritual energies. 

'It seems that they are placing a lot of attention on an old man who is spiritually dead." Yoze thought to himself as he went inside the bar and ordered a special drink.

"Can I get the Tiger's Original?" 

"Sorry sir, we don't serve that drink anymore. Can I get you anything else?" The young waiter said.

"Then get me a Red Ginger but don't add in the ice." After finishing the secret code, Yoze placed the menu down and looked at the waiter's gold necklace of a watchdog.

"Coming up sir," The young waiter nervously chuckled and left to go grab the drink.

A few minutes later the young waiter came back with a red drink and handed Yoze a handful of napkins. While sipping on the Red Ginger and enjoying the sweet taste, Yoze read the secret note to meet inside the man's bathroom.

Yoze finished his drink at a leisurely pace before using the napkins to dry his mouth, secretly ruining the message, before heading to the bathroom. Once he made it to the bathroom he saw a man covered in tattoos waiting for him.

"Yoze?" 

"Yes, who are you?" Yoze asked the man back.

"Follow me," The man covered in tattoos didn't bother to answer his questions but instead knocked on the bathroom a specific number of times and at a specific rhythm.

After the man finished knocking on the wall one of the walls opened to reveal a set of staircases that led underground. The man continued to say nothing and walked down the stairs without hesitation causing Yoze to follow suit.

"There are people everywhere," Yoze's eyes widened with surprise as he noticed that as he went deeper underground he saw more and more hidden spiritual energies.

The number had tripled compared to when he was above ground and the number was still increasing. Yoze predicted the number of people inside the prison was more than five times as much as his initial guess. 

"Does the City know how to hide people's spiritual energy?" Yoze felt that he might have been underestimating the strength of the City.

Even though this method seems to only work better, the further one was from the people and Yoze was able to see through it. It didn't mean that the City was weak in this regard.

Now that he knew that the City could interact with spiritual energy, Yoze didn't feel as comfortable and at ease as he was before. He could see many more spiritual energies but he didn't know if there were more hidden spiritual energies that he couldn't see through

There was also the chance that the City could see a person's spiritual energy. If they could, Yoze would not know how to explain why even though he was human that his spiritual energy was inside his body.

If they could detect his spiritual en then there was a high chance that the City would also notice that Martial Silver Thunder was killed by him by devouring his spiritual energy. 

Yoze suddenly shook his head to clear his mind. He felt that was becoming too paranoid and needed to calm down. 

It was to be expected that a major city would have a few tricks up its sleeves if that could survive both the threats of martial art sects and prevent humanity from becoming a meat and spiritual energy farm for demons.

Even Dreyer who was still a noobie which and only knew some basic witchcraft was able to influence his spiritual energy. If Dreyer was able to accomplish such a feat with his abilities then surely more experienced Witches, Immortals, and the City that has plenty of resources and connections were able to do the same.

As Yoze was busy thinking about how he needed to be more cautious, they arrived at the prison cell that was sealing up the formerly mighty Martial Grandmaster Silver Thunder. 

"You have thirty minutes, you are not allowed to. touch anything or anyone." The tattooed man said once he opened the door for Yoze to enter.

Even before entering the cell, Yoze saw Martial Silver Thunder's body lying on a comfortable medical bed with both his hands and feet tied up. Unlike what he initially thought to be guards or secret assassins preventing Martial Silver from escaping.

He saw that he was surrounded by four middle-aged doctors that were doing their best to keep him alive. Each one of the doctor's faces looked at Yoze with caution before focusing back on whatever they were doing before.