Chapter 20: Ride The Wave Well (5)

The preparation proceeded the following day.

Following three days of preparing, the routine was fairly settled.

In the morning, we did basic exercises like running or push-ups. Jenna followed along with the exercises I did. I didn't stop her.

Once the basic exercises were completed, weapon training began.

Calling it weapon training might be an exaggeration. For me, it was simply swinging a wooden blade, and for Jenna, it was shooting arrows at a scarecrow. Nonetheless, we didn't slack off.

While swinging, I could feel the distribution of strength and the correct stance gradually being grasped. I could tell just by looking at the skills that appeared in the status window, like novice swordsmanship and shield techniques.

But even if I tried, I would still fall far behind a learned proper knight swordsmanship.

It would be different if there was an expert to guide us. At least, sparring would provide us with some sense of it. But I was alone. Jenna had her primary equipment established with the bow, so I couldn't ask her to spar.

The other three didn't come to the training ground.

Sometimes I could see them muttering about finding an exit or escaping in a corner of the square.

Of course, there was no way out.

So, two more days passed.

Today was different; Jenna and I faced each other in the training ground.

Are you really okay?

I'm fine.

I tapped my shield with the wooden blade.

Jenna had a bow in her hand.

I realized that both Jenna and I needed more practical training.

Fighting with a sword was tough for her, but there was another way.

You could get hurt, you know?

As long as I don't die, it's fine.

There were a few times when I swung the blade too forcefully and hurt my wrist.

However, the injured wrist quickly healed. It seemed like this training area had a healing effect. As long as I didn't die from a single blow like Malmont, it would naturally heal.

It was one of the training methods I devised last night.

Shoot!

Don't resent me for it!

Jenna shot an arrow.

Right shoulder. I moved my left arm.

Thud!

The arrow stuck into the shield with a dull sound. I took out the arrow and threw it back to Jenna. It came out easily, probably because it was a practice arrow.

Again.

The shooting training continued.

For Jenna, it was shooting training against a live opponent.

For me, it was shield technique training to block incoming arrows.

I added another condition here. Blocking arrows with the shield while aiming for the adjacent scarecrow. It was training to attack and defend simultaneously.

I also changed the target of the attack.

First, the head. Then the chest. Lastly, the legs.

What I'm doing now is like drawing a circle with my right hand and a square with my left hand. I had to split my focus into two.

Puff!

!

I sank to my knees from a sharp irritation in my calf.

The arrow didn't penetrate me, but it grazed a piece of tissue.

Are you okay?

Don't worry about it.

As I knelt for a moment, new tissue grew over the injured area. I stood up and flicked my right foot. It was nothing. I could move.

You should consider another way too. The enemies won't just stop; they'll attack you. Do you want to just stand there and shoot?

Jenna followed my training tips.

Shoot while moving.

It was mobile shooting.

As my concentration waned, I started getting hit by arrows more often. Some were lethal, but I managed to survive. The wounds healed, but the pain remained.

Do I really need to go this far?

Negative thoughts began to creep up.

But I didn't stop. It's okay if it hurts. It's proof that I'm alive.

What I've achieved right now is still not enough. I have to climb the tower. That's the only way to survive.

And...

[Han()'s Novice Swordsmanship has leveled up to Lv.2!]

[Han()'s Novice Shield Techniques has leveled up to Lv.2!]

[Han() has acquired the skill Pain Resistance!]

As expected.

I gained Pain Resistance, known as the basic passive skill for warrior classes.

If I level up Pain Resistance to level 10, I can evolve it into a top-level skill called Battle Endurance. An A-rank skill maintains a hero's combat power until the exact moment of death.

What's left is

Discipline.

It's a sub-skill of Combat Logic.

If I raise Discipline to level 10, I can acquire Combat Logic. And if I raise Combat Logic to level 10, I can gain the ultimate skill, the Enlightened Mind. With the Enlightened Mind, I might be able to prevent any mental abnormalities in the spiritual realm.

In reality, it would be preferable to have skills like Rage, Battle Frenzy, or Berserk. However, my strength lies in my extensive knowledge of Shot in the Arm. Going into a state of frenzy that leads to losing reason was dangerous for me.

I shouldn't get excited in any situation.

I should observe what's happening calmly.

During the tutorial and the first battle, I couldn't do that. Later on, if I find myself in such a state, I will eventually learn a skill like Panic, and that won't be beneficial. Discipline and Rage were conflicting skills.

Remember that.

Among the thousands of skills in Shot in the Arm, there are a few that synergize.

And I know every combination to create synergy.

So, a few more days passed.

Anytng didn't sign in for a while. He seemed to be busy. I didn't think about him quitting. Even if he didn't sign in, there were other things that we could do.

I swung the wooden blade at the scarecrow.

I blocked the arrows with the shield.

Cutting and blocking. They shouldn't be viewed as two separate actions. They must be combined into one.

Arrows flew at me.

After doing this for a few days now, I no longer had to watch the arrows until the end carefully. I raised my shield to where the arrows would come and sliced the scarecrow's neck with the blade.

Indeed, the blade and shield are one.

I viewed the blade and shield as a single weapon.

[Ding!]

[Skill awakening!]

[Another skill is born from Han()'s Novice Swordsmanship and Novice Shield Techniques.]

[Han() has acquired the skill Transitional Sword and Shield Techniques (Lv.3)!]

A refreshing sensation surged through my whole body.

Perhaps the sword and shield had become a part of me, a strange sense of unity.

That's all for now.

I lowered my shield.

The wooden shield was covered in numerous arrows, resembling a hedgehog.

It wasn't just my skills that leveled up. Jenna also gradually added conditions to her archery practice. Shooting while walking, shooting while running, double shots, and so on. Jenna's novice archery skill had reached level 4.

As Jenna put her bow back into the quiver, she asked, "It seems like the Expert isn't coming. What if we don't return like this? Do we have to stay trapped here?"

Anxiety gleamed in Jenna's expression.

I laughed.

"If he doesn't come in a month..."

"If the Expert doesn't come in a month..."

"I don't know

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