Training (5)

And lastly.

The very important book that would be used for my training was, surprisingly, called,

"A mana script?"

My face looked up at her.

"Yes, you are trash. Stop pointing out the obvious."

'This shit..'

My eyes squeezed together as I tensed my forehead.

"What? You have no mana. So you need to force yourself to get it by manually absorbing mana scripts."

"But of course, mana scripts are also going to bring in other benefits such as increasing your understanding of magic and mana itself."

She placed her finger very close to my forehead as if she was going to flick it, but never proceeded.

I picked up the books and began reading them.

The first one I started with was the spearmanship basics, which would be the foundation for me.

—But before I had the chance to learn this..

"Hey. I never asked you to start reading. Did you really think we weren't going to work on your physical body first?"

She snatched the book away and grinned like the devil herself.

"Especially, with how weak you are."

Ah,

No.

I began the same routine as yesterday, but only this time I felt only half as tired as before.

'Wow, is this the effect of the skills that I received from yesterday?'

For the first time, I began smiling.

Out of satisfaction with the skills that I received.

Maybe I could level-up the skills that I had previously acquired?

That would make me stronger by a truckload—which the thought of itself..

Excited me!

My sweat dripped as I ran until I arrived, but this time only slightly exhausted.

"Take a two-minute rest and begin again."

"..."

Oh, Amitaba.. have mercy.

I begin praying to the afterlife.

* * *

One week later...

I run back to the dark-elf, barely breaking a sweat.

"Good. Now wear these."

I caught the weighted wrist bands cautiously, although,

It felt light?

I placed the type of weights on my wrists and calves.

I immediately felt pressure but nowhere as near as much as before.

"Run twenty laps around the field."

I was about to take my first few leaps before,

"Ah, also remember this.."

Her eyes pierced through me.

"..don't forget to think about your purpose of getting stronger."

That is true.

I definitely needed to find a purpose so my growth would increase, but on the contrary..

"Hasn't that already been decided, though?"

"What?"

She looked at me with a little curiosity, but mainly felt stunned.

Aree looked at me and demanded an answer with her serious face.

I could tell that if I didn't give an applicable answer, one of the worst things can happen to me.

I took a deep breath while a single drop of sweat travelled down the side of my head.

"What I mean was that, judging by how I was chosen by Our Almighty one, that must mean that there must be a reason for me being picked by him."

"You are still very vague. Explain further."

She tightened her fist a little more, preparing to hit me.

Inhale.. exhale..

"In summary, I believe that the Almighty one wants me to become stronger. So therefore, I believe that I should make my purpose as strong as possible."