Training Of The Mage Who Speaks No Gibberish (1)

'Alright then, time for training!'

Under the midday sun, a spirited young man with ash-colored hair emerged boisterously from a shop named Constantine Consumables.

After purchasing a shitload of mana potions and spell mastery tonics for a total of 15,000 silver coins, Shye was now ready to grind the level of his skills for an entire week.

'Hmm…should I rent a training facility?' Shye pondered. He might attract the attention of a few unpleasant individuals should he train outside the city.

Moreover, if those individuals decide to f*ck with him, it might be a bit dangerous, considering that there are emerald-tier adventurers in Balkrow City, albeit not many.

'Well, let's check the prices first…'

Walking for around twenty minutes, Shye arrived at a training facility called "The Ranged", a training facility specifically made for archers, mages, and priests, to practice their skills