Reincarnated as a Flower, Fine then I'll bloom my own way

"So, Lady Sumi, when will you return?"

Yooto stood there, holding a sword in his hand. Beside him stood Bokkon and Aurthor, also gripping their weapons.

We were at the village gate, which was made of brick this time.

I looked at them and said, "It won't take me long. I'll go and eliminate the remaining monsters that fled from this island so they won't cause any more trouble."

Bokkon stepped forward. "I can come with you too."

I shook my head. "No, you stay here with the others and protect everyone. I'll be fine on my own."

Bokkon closed his eyes and, with a serious tone, said, "I see. Alright then... but please be careful."

I nodded, turned around, and vanished from sight.

Aurthor stepped forward. "She really takes this seriously, huh."

Bokkon nodded. Yooto added, "She really is something else..."

Bokkon looked at them and said, "Well, we three are her personal students, so we need to learn everything from her and follow her orders."

Aurthor nodded with a smile. "Yes, that's right. And I'm surprised that Sir Yooto were also selected as one of her students."

Yooto looked at him, then his mind drifted into a memory where he was standing on a tree, watching the elves build houses and farms in the jungle tree. Then suddenly, I appeared beside him.

"L-Lady Sumi!" he said in shock.

"Hello, Yooto. I have something to tell you," I said softly.

"H-huh? What is it?" he asked in confusion.

"I would like you to train with me alongside Aurthor and Bokkon," I replied.

"W-what?!" he exclaimed in surprise.

"You have a great amount of magical energy inside you, and your potential is very high. I would like you to become one of my personal students," I said gently.

Yooto's face turned red from the compliments. "Y-your personal... student..."

I nodded. He thought for a while, then suddenly fell to his knees and said, "Yes, please, Lady Sumi... make me your student. I want to become stronger so I can protect my people... protect this country alongside you and the others."

I smiled, placed my hand on his head, and a green light appeared.

"You are now connected with me and the others through telepathy. You can talk to each other in your minds," I said.

He looked surprised but smiled and nodded.

"I'm looking forward to your bright future, Yooto," I said with a smile.

As Yooto recalled this, his heart raced. "Well... I also wanted to become stronger, so I decided to train under her." He said

Bokkon looked at them and raised his katana and with a smile he said. "Then why don't we have a sparring match?"

Aurthor raised his sword and smiled. "Fine then, let's do it." He replied in confident

Yooto's face turned pale, and he started to sweat. "Well....I... am new, so I'm not that strong or experienced. You guys can fight. I don't want to die... hehe."

After that they went to a large, flat area. Bokkon and Aurthor stood face to face while Yooto watched from a distance.

"So, are you ready?" Bokkon asked.

Aurthor smiled. "Yes, what about you?"

Bokkon nodded. Then, in an instant, they drew their swords and clashed, sparks flying from their blades as they moved at high speed the sound of intense sword clashing comming out rapidly.

Yooto, watching from afar, was amazed. "They... are... fast..."

Aurthor raised his sword. "Light Sword Magic: Magic Slash!"

He slashed his sword in the air, releasing a yellow energy wave toward Bokkon. But Bokkon threw his sword into the air, clapped his hands, and teleported to grab it midair.

"Phantom Leap!" Bokkon said holding his sword and in his mind he says

(It's a magic i learned from Lady sumi she taught me this skill called

Phantom Leap

Throwing my katana forward, I can channel a small fraction of my soul into it. I can feel the connection, like an invisible thread linking me to the katana. The moment my fingers release the hilt, it's no longer just an object—it's an anchor. A part of me now exists within that blade, waiting to pull me in.

With a sharp clap of my hands, I can trigger the link. My soul fragment distorts the space around the Katana, pulling my entire body through the tether in an instant. It's not like normal teleportation, where I vanish and reappear—I'm literally being drawn to my own soul.

Yet, the Katana stays exactly where it is. That's the key—my technique doesn't swap places, and it doesn't move the object. Instead, it bends the space around my soul fragment and yanks my physical form toward it. To anyone watching, it looks like I just blinked across the battlefield in an instant.)

Bokkon threw his sword toward Aurthor, clapped his hands, and teleported instantly in front of him, slashing his sword. Aurthor raised his sword and blocked it, smiling he said.

"You are fast... but not as fast as me."

With a yellow flash, Aurthor vanished. Bokkon couldn't see him and started looking around. Suddenly, Aurthor appeared behind him and punched his back. Bokkon tried to throw his katana in the air and clap his hands, but before he could, Aurthor grabbed his katana and flew high into the sky. Bokkon clapped his hands, teleporting, but was shocked to find himself beyond the clouds. As he started to fall, he screamed,

"Alright, alright, you winnnnnnn! Now please save me Prince Aurthorrrrrrrrr!!!"

Aurthor caught Bokkon, and in an instant, they were back on the ground. Aurthor set Bokkon down, who was breathing heavily and sweating. Yooto ran towards them.

"Are you two okay?" Yooto asked

Aurthor smiled and replied

"Yes, perfectly fine."

Bokkon looked at him and, with a heavy breath, said, "I don't think so..."

The three of them started to laugh...

But suddenly... a dark fog surrounded them. All three were confused.

"W-what is this?" Yooto asked.

"I don't know," Aurthor replied.

Then Bokkon spoke. "Someone... is coming." He pointed forward.

They looked ahead and saw a shadow in the fog approaching. All three gripped their swords tightly. As the shadow came closer, they saw a man wearing a brown coat. He had long black hair falling over his shoulders, and his piercing purple eyes locked onto them.

The man smirked and said in a cocky voice, "Hello there, boys."

Aurthor stepped forward, holding his sword. "Who are you... and why are you here?"

"Now, now, dear prince, cool down," the man said.

Aurthor's eyes widened. "Y-you know me..."

The man looked at him, placing his hands in his pockets. "Who doesn't know the fastest person to ever live? I didn't expect to meet you here, though."

He started laughing, covering his face with his hands, then said, "As for me, you can call me Geazol. I am from the Darkon Kingdom, and I came here to propose a friendship...