In the end, Yun was left alone, watching the others exhausting their strength. Evan finally also made some moves, but he refused to use any magic and only used pure physical strength. The result was naturally he was worse off than the others.
But Evan felt that fighting himself was also quite good.
He could see his weaknesses better.
"Bah! How did you make this thing, Granduncle? I have never known that the shadow can also be an entity," Leon complained and then laid down on the ground. "They’re also different from those ghosts...."
"Ghosts?" Patrick caught the keyword instantly and his expression turned solemn. "Have you ever faced the ghosts, Leon?"
"Huh? That’s the exams that allow us to graduate, Granduncle," Leon explained.
While Leon was confused while Patrick was so curious about this, Leon still explained what their test was all about. Facing the ghosts and then cooperating together to seal it, Leon basically told the gist of what they did during the test and the reason why they could pass.
Patrick listened and frowned.
"Do you know where the ghosts come from?"
"Who knows?" Leon shrugged. "They seem to have no entity but some annoying people are saying that these ghosts come from our Black Family. What a slander!"
That was indeed slander.
Patrick knew for sure that the Black Family magic was not capable of creating such exquisite ghosts. Even this shadow mimicry paled greatly in comparison. After all, Patrick couldn’t make his shadow travel freely everywhere and attacked others.
This magic spell was very limited.
"I see." Patrick sighed deeply.
Being confined in this place for so many years, he was out of touch with the outside world and couldn’t know many things. Even such an outrageous thing like a ghost appeared, but he had no chance to see them.
"It’s really fun to fight ." Aya finally stopped attacking and looked at the shadow in front of her that had also stopped. The two of them were more or less on par and Aya had to say that Patrick’s battle consciousness was really strong.
If it was anyone else who was facing Aya’s repeated attacks like that, they would have long fallen on the ground and unable to do anything.
After all, Aya used various tricks.
But it was useless in front of Patrick. The shadow was able to think of various other combinations just based on Aya’s battle skills.
"It seems that your friends are having more fun than you, Leon." Patrick chuckled when he saw both Dean and Aya were having fun. It seemed that the two of them had long wanted to find an opponent with similar strength as them but it was not so easy.
But this also made Patrick troubled.
It seemed that this shadow mimicry was more suitable to cultivate physical focused magic warriors than the descendants of the Black Family. He could see yat these two were the one who benefited the most because they kept on improving their battle capabilities.
On the other hand, his own grandnephew only improved slightly.
He didn’t make this magic because he wanted to help other families’ children.
His priorities would be the Black Family’s descendants.
"I can see that, Granduncle." Leon raised his hand weakly.
He could tell for sure that these two were clearly enjoying themselves to the fullest when they were facing against these shadows.
It seemed that these shadows were indeed more suitable for them.
This made Leon feel a bit at loss.
"Now, can you tell us why you made us fight against these shadows?" Evan asked as he also stopped. He saw that these shadows seemed to know when they were about to stop and also stopped tacitly. This made Evan wonder whether the shadow has some conscience or not.
Patrick smiled and with a wave of his hand, these shadows stopped and returned to become their ordinary shadow.
It could be said that his move was extremely neat and fast.
Not many people could lift their magic spell as fast as Patrick.
"I want to see your strength and it seems that the result is pretty good," Patrick said frankly. "And I think you also have some benefit from fighting against your own shadow."
The children nodded and gathered closer.
Only Yun basically didn’t have much experience whatsoever. After all, she really didn’t have the interest to fight a physical battle with her own shadow.
It honestly felt weird.
"And even if I want to give you some gifts as an elder, I don’t really have anything here. The only thing that I can teach you is some of my experience on the battlefield," Patrick replied. "Even if the situation is more peaceful outside, I think it’s important for you to learn how to protect yourself."
"The war is not completely over yet," Evan said unhurriedly. "There are still some small conflicts on the frontline but it’s already better than a few years ago."
This was what his father told him and Evan also remembered it firmly.
Because he knew very well that his father would not lie to him and this information could help him when it was truly necessary.
By knowing the situation on the frontline, Evan would be able to adapt well when it was his turn to go to the frontline if there were any other conflicts.
They heard some sound and turned their heads only to see Silas entering the courtyard and walking towards them. He looked at the group of children helplessly and then bowed at Patrick. "Granduncle, I’m sorry for these children’s behavior."
"It’s nothing. I’m happy to see them here." Patrick laughed and looked at Silas up and down. He smiled faintly. "It seems you have grown stronger over the years, Silas."
"I’ve grown up," Silas replied and looked at the children. "Your parents are looking for you and if you don’t return soon, they might come to the Black Family Residence."