Full speed sprint

Olen's POV:

"Ah. Ouch, Ouch."

As soon as I woke up, a terrible headache hit me.

'Why does my hurt so bad.'

My brain feels like it's wobbling.

'I have to wash my face.'

Then, I looked at the surroundings.

"What happened to my room?" -came out of my mouth.

After looking around, I figured it wasn't my room. So where am I? I don't think I came to this room before.

The last thing I remember from last night was getting into the bathtub at Miss Elenora's place. Then she let me read some stuff. Then, it all went fuzzy. I don't really remember what happened next.

But since I was with her, I shouldn't be in any weird place. Wait, could this be... inside her house?

I had never been to the second floor of her house. So, I spent the whole night at Miss Elenora's place.

What happened last night? I am so interested to know right now.

'Did something happen that I don't remember? Did she drug me and do some naughty thing while I was asleep like those books say? That would be so unfair, right?' -is all that was going through my head. And I don't intend to rein my delusions at all.

I don't know how, but I think I have turned into a bad kid, haven't I?

"Huh, the sun is up this high already? Jon's definitely going to bash me up for this." I quickly get up. Washing my face, I ran out of the door.

The door next to my room wasn't closed. I couldn't help but peek inside.

There she was. Still sleeping...

Miss Elenora is so adorable when she sleeps. I couldn't help but admire it.

Her raven black hair, which is my favorite, is now all over the place.

I don't think the head maid would approve of her sleeping posture.

But I like her just the way she is.

From what I know, she likes to sleep till noon. Should I get a closer look?

"Mmm." -Elenora.

I was about to get closer to look at her unconsciously. But seeing her move all of a sudden made my throat go dry.

I quickly close the door and run downstairs.

"That was close."

My future wife has a very bad temper. She doesn't even think twice to beat up her future husband. What am I gonna do with her?

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My headache was gone the moment I washed my face. It's like it was never there. I'm feeling very good right now.

Actually, I'm feeling better than ever before.

I don't know if it is my delusion, but I think I have better control over my body. Is it even possible to get better control over your own body?

Well, I'm feeling it now.

I somehow managed to get to the training ground as soon as possible. Though I'm slightly late, If I don't show up, Jon will surely chase after me.

I know for sure that no noble kid is as scared of his servant as I am of Jon. But there's nothing I can do about it.

Mom gave him full authority over my training to him. And as friendly as Jon is to me, he is equally fond of bashing people.

Some people call me stupid. Maybe the reason I'm stupid is Jon basing me too much. There should be no other reason, right?

Ow, There are now two people who have the authority to bash me around.

What is going to happen to me in the future? There is really no love in the world.

These thoughts were spinning in my head when I saw Jon give me a look. What is the meaning of this look? I never have seen him give me this kind of look before.

That's weird. Jon hasn't said a single word to me for being late.

He just gave me a practice sword and said to stand firm. Then again, this action itself is weird as normally we would start with something light. The sparring is the last part of the training.

Is it his way of saying, 'You're late. So, we are skipping other unnecessary stuff and going straight to your beat-up or something? I don't understand his reasoning at all.

He came at me as soon as he said the word, trying to get me off guard. But he is a bit slow today.

'Jon, you are getting rusty.' -I thought. I already took my stance to parry him.

It was no problem after that. I kept blocking as Jon continued his relentless attack. He didn't give me any opportunity to fight back. All I could do was block him to the best of my ability.

But it seems Jon is going easy on me today. Usually, he would have already run me into the ground. But today, I somehow managed to avoid it.

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It's already been five minutes.

The muscles of my hands and legs are in so much pain. But I can't stop or I'm sure it would hurt very bad.

All I could do was to make as little as possible to avoid getting hit. The textbook-type block and attacks are thrown out of the window.

All that is in my mind is to breathe. Keep breathing.

That's the lesson I got from Jon in two months of "really close fight training". There is no official name for that training. So, you can't blame me for saying it like that.

Jon is a beast.

He has no sign of stopping or getting tired. I can somewhat see the reason though.

No matter how irregular his Technique may seem, there is one thing that I noticed...

During these transitions from one attack to the next, he doesn't really exert any extra energy, making his attacks have a flow to them.

To maintain the flow of attack, he uses his hands, legs, or even the whole body to hit his opponent. That flow is what helps him keep his stamina going for a long time battle.

He is the type of fighter that would easily wear out his opponent.

That is exactly what he is doing to me.

But knowing this and doing something to stop it are two wholly different things. So, all I can do is struggle.

The only people I know who have defeated him are the knight captain and Miss Elenora.

I don't know how the captain did it. As no one else was allowed to be there when they were fighting.

But I have seen what Miss Elenora did.

She never let Jon even start attacking.

But I'm not capable of doing that.

Now that I think about it, Miss Elenora is too formidable, huh? Will I ever be able to defeat her?

And if I can't, will she ever acknowledge me?

Oh, my mind is all over the place. Better concentrate harder.

"All right. It's time to 'up' the game."

Just when I was about to ask Jon to quit for a bit, he said something outrageous.

"Hah." -I'm out of breath. I didn't even get the chance to retort as attacks came at me in a faster, heavier, and trickier way. Oh, my muscles are cramping.

It's already been fifteen minutes since we started sparring. By some miracle, I still haven't been given any fatal blows.

I can't say it was a blessing, as that would be the end of this torture. But, weirdly, I felt happy that I lasted this long.

But this is crazy. I can still see Jon's moves, but my body just couldn't keep up.

At that moment, Jon made a diagonal slash, which I barely avoided. I thought that was an opening, though I knew he wouldn't give me any. The fatigue made me do what I shouldn't have done.

I tried to forcibly launch an attack and as a result….

"Bam" -I was blown away.

I know my mistake, but my body made an instinctive move after seeing his back.

And Jon kicked the ground and rammed me like a carriage.

I should have known better. Lying on the ground, I could only bitterly reflect on my mistakes.

My whole body hurts. But my mind feels very refreshed.

"Oi, kid, stop grinning. This isn't over yet." -Jon was looking at me. I may be smiling unconsciously.

He didn't give me a hand to get up. He said, "Take a rest. We are going to continue again in five minutes."

"Ah." -My face must have been contorted like I had eaten something awful.

I know that because, one, I really felt that way. And two, I could clearly see the grin that came onto Jon's frowning face looking at me.

Jon must have been a devil in his previous life. Otherwise, how could he grin like that just from seeing me in this poor state?

Elena's POV

When I got up, the sun was already up. I had a pleasant sleep.

Somehow, I managed to drag my body to the first floor.

The maid assigned to me had already prepared a meal for me. So, I ate my breakfast and went out for a walk.

There was a crowd in the training area.

They looked very lively. So, I went to take a look.

"Young master, keep going."

"Young master, Do your best."

"Big brother just beat him up."

"Go, go, big brother."

People are cheering very loudly. Among them, I could hear the twins shouting too.

It looks like it is just Jon and Olen spurring. So why so much commotion? Is there anything interesting going on?

No matter how I look at it, Olen was the one taking a beating... just like last time.

Oh, that reminds me. Olen slept at my house yesterday. When did he get up?

He is rather diligent in his training.

"What's going on? Why is there so much commotion?" -I asked.

"Oh, young miss, you see…" -I've become very famous after I beat Jon up. So, the man in front of me answered me truthfully.

So, the reason was the young master was doing very well, even against someone as strong as Jon. And it seems they have been spurring for a long time. So, it automatically attracted the curious onlookers.

But, even I would be astonished if I saw a Fourteen-year-old kid spurring with an older and more experienced guy for more than half an hour.

And from the looks of it, they are not just doing casual jogging but a full-speed sprint.

Is this the effect of the nameless manuscript of the nameless senior? I have no idea.