episode_0064

The next morning.

The last class of students came out to the practice field early in the morning, before the sun had even risen.

Fortunately, the aftereffects of yesterday barely lingered.

I felt like I had gained that much stamina and my body was stronger than before.

The effects of the advanced potion I received from Adrian Floyd were also too great.

“Ugh…!”

Amber muttered as she stretched her arms, legs, and body.

“That’s strange… I feel lighter than usual. I got hit like that yesterday.”

“Amber too? Actually, me too…”

Ainel also agreed with Ember’s remarks.

Although they didn’t say anything, Sienna and Hannah felt the same way.

“That’s amazing. Is God blessing us?”

“Tsk. Then would you have assigned us to that crazy guy’s class?”

“Siena, watch your mouth. What if that crazy guy hears you? You’ll get spanked again.”

“Huh. How did you hear that? You must be asleep by now.”

Ainel cautiously intervened in Ember and Sienna’s conversation.

“I… I think the instructor’s training is showing its effects. We all saw it yesterday. How strong the instructor is.”

“What? Ainel. You’re not taking that crazy guy’s side, are you? Have you forgotten already? That bastard broke your ribs and almost killed you last time”

“Take sides… I was just saying what I thought. Right? If it weren’t for the effects of the training we’ve received so far, how could we have beaten those two guys in that elite Karlstein class? Right?”

“……”

Sienna couldn’t answer.

Amber and Hannah also had nothing to say in rebuttal.

Actually, everyone felt it.

That they are growing stronger at a rapid pace.

And there is only one reason for that.

But I never wanted to admit it.

“Huh. If we got stronger, it’s because we worked hard. Not because of that kid. I’ll go first. ”

“Oh, wait a minute, Sienna! That’s foul play!”

“Who’s dawdling?”

Sienna jumped out first without looking back.

“I’ll go too.”

Following this, Hannah also departed, and because of that, Ainel, who was standing next to Amber, had no choice but to depart as well.

“Sorry Amber. If I’m late again today, I might get beaten to death by the instructor.”

“Ah, Ainel!”

Amber, who was becoming impatient, also quickly finished her stretching and followed them.

A repetitive morning scene from a journalist training center that can be seen almost every day these days.

But today was a little different.

Two unfamiliar shadows appeared, following the members of the last class.

“This is crazy… Running at this early in the morning…”

“Haa, haa… Don’t talk so hard, Konita. If you want to keep up with them, you’ll have to conserve your energy for small talk.”

Jessica and Conita.

It was the two members of the Karlstein class, the most elite of this year’s class, who suffered a humiliating defeat yesterday.

The last classmates thought as they ran through the training ground and suddenly noticed two people chasing them.

‘What the heck? Those guys?’

‘Are you… trying to copy us?’

‘The instructor’s training is effective after all…’

‘In terms of natural talent, they’re probably way ahead of us…’

I didn’t want to say anything in public acknowledging that damn Adrian, but no one could deny that there was some truth to what Ainel had said.

It’s probably just a matter of time.

Until word got out that the eccentric man’s hellish training was effective.

‘How did you catch up…’

‘If you let your guard down just because you won once, you’re finished.’

‘Now that those guys are starting to follow us… we won’t be overtaken any time soon, right…?’

‘Tch… I won’t lose… I absolutely won’t lose!’

My inner feelings are complicated, with various anxieties mixed together.

There was only one thing that could be done right away.

“Haa, haa… What, what are they?”

“Hoo, hoo… Why… Why are you suddenly increasing your speed…?”

Jessica and Konita couldn’t help but be shocked as they looked at the last class of runners who suddenly increased their running speed.

I heard it was a whopping 200 laps.

I have to run this 7-mile course before morning training starts.

Of course, you have to control your speed and distribute your stamina appropriately, but those crazy guys suddenly started running at full speed.

It happened in the blink of an eye.

They circle the training ground and beat the two people who joined late.

“Uh, Uh…”

“Get out of my way! Don’t disturb me!”

“……”

“Huh. Copycats.”

“We will go first.”

I wanted to run together.

There were many things I wanted to ask about Instructor Adrian Floyd and about the training.

Contrary to rumors, he is actually a great person.

How do you get through those tough-looking training sessions?

Also, is there a trick?

There were more than one or two things I was curious about.

So I thought I’d get closer.

I was prepared to build rapport and actively accept any know-how that could help me improve my skills.

That’s what it was.

“Gasp… gasp… go, go together…”

“Haa, haa… What’s going so fast…”

The voices of the two people were not transmitted.

That couldn’t be possible.

The distance between them became so large that no sound could be heard in an instant.

It was still too early.

The two of them were too weak to fight with them.

* * *

“What? What do you want to say?”

I also have a sense of humor.

Angelica’s attitude changed after she returned from the dungeon.

I also know that sometimes you just stare blankly at me, and that the number of times you stare off into space and sigh has increased.

But right now, there are more important things that are gnawing at my nerves, so I just pretend not to know.

And it’s gotten a little worse, so how can this guy be like that for more than a day or two?

He’s the guy who tried to strangle me from the first time we met.

In order to fix that negative and sensitive personality of his, the only way would be to fix his broken mana circuits.

Until that became possible, I had to pretend not to know and just hope that he would wait.

But, as if something had changed in his mind, today he came to me and asked for something.

With a serious expression on his face that I had never seen before, he asked me to give him some time because he had something important to say.

I sleep with Angelica often, if not every day.

If you have something to say, you can say it then, but why on earth do you ask for separate time?

That’s why this place was prepared.

The air is heavy, and the guy has a more unfamiliar face than ever.

“What do you want to say?”

I tried hard to lighten the mood, but his serious yet hesitant attitude did not change at all.

Angelica’s lips slowly opened.

“You still haven’t gotten it back?”

“What? Is that the story you’re telling me that took so long to tell?”

The guy shook his head from side to side.

“If I got it back, I already told you.”

“Yeah…”

That question is nothing special, it’s something I always hear after going to bed.

‘Is there any proof now?’

It’s just the beginning anyway, I think I’m starting to enjoy it a little now.

But wasn’t it like that?

Then I understand that face too.

If you were forcing yourself to sleep with me every time to get your body back.

You must have had many questions about when your strength would return and how long you would have to sleep with me.

‘But then, is that all acting? Those gestures? Those moans? That expression? Ah… I think this is going to make me feel ashamed…’

“If you have something to say, say it quickly. How long are you going to keep doing this?”

Honestly, there’s nothing left for the guy to pick on.

I have now mastered the basics of swordsmanship to the point where I can practice it on my own, and I have also figured out how to continue my training.

The background of the guy who is said to be one of the three great swordsmen is interesting, but this problem is meaningless if Adrian’s abilities are not restored.

So, to me, his usefulness is as a partner when the blood rushes to my lower body to the point where I can’t control it.

That’s all.

It would be crazy and shocking if the person involved heard it.

‘Well, I did feel attached to it though. We fit together well.’

Some people even consider this to be the best.

I also felt a certain intimacy with the guy because of this.

But I don’t have the heart to tolerate you whining with that kind of face every day.

Angelica is neither my lover nor my wife.

The eyes of the guy who had been wandering around were now fixed on me.

I am reflected in the pupils that sparkle with golden light.

The shaking has stopped.

“I heard a strange sound.”

“Strange sound?”

“Yeah. I think something’s going to happen soon.”

There was no longer any hesitation in the calm voice that continued.

I carefully considered every word the guy uttered.

There was no panic.

I was just wondering.

“Dallot…?”

“Yeah.”

The guy’s head slowly nodded up and down.

“My side is in danger…”

I slowly closed my eyes and thought deeply.

Dalot.

He is a skilled bodyguard, a former royal knight, whom I hired to ensure my safety as a substitute for Delua.

But unlike Huey, I didn’t personally interview and select him; it was none other than Queen Emilia who recommended him.

1 Who is the queen?

Of all the people I’ve met since I started my second life, she’s the most political.

The person who wants the abilities I have the most, but is more anxious than anyone else to use me.

The one who framed me and threw me into this place for his own purposes.

‘I had some doubts, but…’

She would have needed a watchdog to constantly report on my every move.

Just as other factions planted spies, there’s no guarantee that she wouldn’t do the same.

So I was suspicious.

Dalot might be the queen’s henchman.

‘That guy approached Angelica and leaked information to me?’

There is a high probability that the connection between Angelica and Count Wind Knights is true.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why he took the risk of telling this story.

The only problem is, why did you leave me out of that story?

‘Shouldn’t I know? That danger is coming to me?’

A threat to my life that he knows about, but I shouldn’t know about.

‘No way… is the queen after me?’