“Eat a lot.”

    “···Yes?”

    A mountain of meat was piled up on Isabelle’s plate.

    “I can’t eat this much…? I gained weight…”

    “If you are blessed by Venus, you must eat it first.”

    Isabelle, who was looking down at the mountain of meat, soon rolled her eyes and held the tray up to me as if to look at it.

    “This is torture, right?! Do you think I don’t know?!”

    What kind of food torture is food torture?

    However, it appears that the cook is not satisfied with my profiteering.

    “Chief. You can’t take that much. You need to think about other people too. It makes at least three servings…”

    “I will not eat meat. In addition, I will ask for the understanding of others.”

    “Then decide now.”

    The cook looks at me as if he will never let me go.

    ‘I can’t help it.’

    “If you don’t eat meat for a day, we’ll give you a voucher to stay out for a day.”

    When he took out a bundle of stay-out coupons, lined up like receipts, from his pocket, the trainees’ eyes lit up.

    “Whoever gets there first is the winner…”

    “Naaa!!” “Me!!!!”

    The classmates rush in and shout loudly.

    Almost everyone.

    “Coordinate the order. Gather together with friends you want to go out with.”

    When he looked at the cooking bottle, he made a tired face and burst into laughter.

    “Brother, what on earth did you do? Didn’t you steal that?”

    People’s expressions hardened at one word from Jean.

    Soon, suspicion began to fall on me.

    He told me to explain first.

    “I got it from Director Yang Seong.”

    “···That’s right. I saw it.”

    When Isabelle affirmed, the trainee knights, whose enthusiasm had subsided to some extent, began to look at each other.

    I scooped up the grass and sat down first, and Isabel sat in front of me.

    And then, as if he had lost, he let out a deep breath.

    “···Please explain at least a little.”

    “The power of Venus is a mirror that reflects the most beautiful image of the blessed person. From the mind, health, and even external beauty.”

    How should I explain it?

    “The shorter a person is, the greater the cohesion of force. It’s like a small arrow flying far away. Think of muscles that are firm and firm, like apples in season, without sacrificing external beauty.”

    “···Yes?”

    “It weighs three to four times more than it does now, so even if someone hits or pushes it, it will withstand it like a rock.”

    “No! You end up getting fat!”

    “The limits of beauty are endless. If you want to become lighter, you can become lighter. Nevertheless, the muscles still remain in my body. Isn’t that true beauty?”

    “Where is that absurdity?!”

    “Isn’t the result right in front of you? Think about why you got pushed away even when I tapped you.”

    Isabel’s eyes widened slightly, and then she began to eat the meat without saying anything. I don’t like vegetarianism, but it doesn’t matter.

    Because I just have to hunt it myself.

    “The servant’s powers are influenced by the subconscious, so you should not have strange thoughts such as not wanting to gain weight.”

    “I don’t.”

    It’s different for each person, but Isabel is commonly called a ‘proud person’.

    That’s probably why he has strong pride and hates losing to me.

    Nevertheless, he has no qualms about receiving instruction from me.

    Although I cannot read Isabelle’s emotions, she seemed to be more accustomed to being taught than I thought.

    ‘Just like a student learning from a teacher.’

    When I think about what he said to me and his fighting style, I am certain that he learned ceremonial swordsmanship at a high-ranking house somewhere.

    “I won!!!”

    The rock-paper-scissors game, full of tension, joy and sorrow, was fun to watch because I was able to empathize with it without realizing it because my emotions flowed into it.

    This isn’t bad either.

    I slowly chewed the salad and continued eating.

    * * * * * *

    “Do you understand?”

    “···I can only understand it.”

    Isabel responded with a lack of confidence.

    There was certainly nothing to complain about when it came to handling the body, but the problem was power.

    “No. I already know everything, but I’m reluctant to do it, right? Why on earth are you so obsessed with your weight?”

    “Of course…!”

    “My weight is over 300 pounds. But have you ever had the impression that I look fat or sluggish?”

    Isabelle looks at me as if she can’t give up on this.

    Why on earth do women care about their weight?

    “You must look at the essence, not the weight. Weight is just the force with which Pangea pulls us.”

    Isabelle soon let out a small sigh.

    “···I don’t know what to do.”

    Even though it was not something to be ashamed of, he quietly recited it as if he was confessing a sin.

    ‘Did you grow up in a place where ignorance is shameful?’

    It seems like I was gaslighted quite a bit when I was young.

    This is the realm of the unconscious.

    There is a need to break it down and explain it so that you can recall it in your mind.

    “In my case, I had a bad feeling about not being able to fight with meat-eaters.”

    “···Dwin?”

    “Yes. I wanted to become stronger, or I wanted to have the muscles of another Ajin who could produce explosive power with the same muscles.”

    And, that wish came true.

    “One day, I was riding a horse, and the horse was tired and I cried. At that time, my weight, including my armor, was about 400 pounds.”

    “···Is your body the same?”

    “Yes. How do you think I competed with Director Yang Seong?”

    Ah.

    Isabelle looked at me with admiration.

    “If you can handle that, you’re halfway there. As the power of Venus pursues beauty, there is a possibility that it will not come true if you think in vain.”

    “···Okay.”

    Is it because the training wasn’t intense?

    All of my classmates were gathered at the parade ground and doing physical training.

    From anaerobic exercise using equipment to running while wearing military gear…

    “Then tell me what Balgyeong is.”

    In this too, theory comes first.

    Because it is a technology that you can use only if you know what it is.

    “Do you know a wide range of sword techniques?”

    “It is a swordsmanship that is learned as a hobby without any practical use.”

    The reason I brought this up was because Isabel swung the sword as if she were wielding a rapier.

    “When stabbing someone with a rapier, do not simply extend your arm and stab someone. Step forward with your feet and stick out your legs, stick out your legs and put out your waist, stick out your waist and put out your shoulders, and stick out your shoulders and put out your arms.”

    “Yes?”

    “It seemed like you learned how to use a rapier.”

    Rapier is a one-handed sword.

    The killing power is weak, so the basic principle is to attack the enemy using the principle of firing.

    Isabelle looks at me with distrust.

    ‘It’s not like I really stabbed you in the back.’

    If you doubt something as simple as this, you can’t go back.

    “···How does Dwin know that?”

    Anyone can see it.

    People do crazy things like try to use a dagger and use a wide range of sword skills, but the only thing that can do that is a parry dagger.

    “Isn’t it natural to feel uncomfortable when you are using an unsuitable weapon and in an unsuitable posture?”

    Isabel soon throws her fists into the air.

    This guy definitely had talent.

    “Anyway, by moving your whole body, you use the inertia to hit or push the opponent.”

    “It’s natural that something like that requires preparation, right?”

    “Are we just people with normal bodies? We are the ones who received the servant’s blessing and gained the strongest muscles in the world.”

    That’s enough of the theory.

    “Now, let’s move on to the practical part.”

    I demonstrated my fighting techniques very slowly.

    Isabelle was busy absorbing my fighting techniques like a dry sponge.

    Jean’s eyes were full of worry as he glanced this way as he ran along the parade ground.

    “What on earth did you do to learn broad sword techniques that have no practical use?”

    It is not a question that should be questioned.

    Because learning a sword in this day and age was a foolish thing to do.

    Thanks to this, Isabelle did not overreact like before.

    “···I didn’t want to learn, but I forced myself to learn. However, I couldn’t learn any other sword techniques. Who would use a sword or dagger in today’s world?”

    “Yes. That’s right. And I will train all night every two days.”

    “Yes?!”

    “Don’t say I’m dying.”

    I don’t know what he did, but since he fell for the servant’s tricks, he will definitely live a difficult and miserable life.

    Just like me.

    “It will all become blood and flesh. It would be better to start leaking tonight.”

    “···Are you a little tired today?”

    Isabel made a dying sound and curled her tail.

    Well, I guess it doesn’t matter.

    “Then let’s do it starting tomorrow. It’s the weekend anyway.”

    Because there is a lot of time.

    “Lights out.”

    When I turn the switch next to the light bulb in the Grand Engineering Academy that Edeline made, the light begins to weaken.

    Under the light that was small enough to distinguish objects, everyone fell into a deep sleep without even making a sound.

    It’s because I exercised too hard.

    What the apprentice knights felt when they saw the bottle rolling around like a dog was none other than anxiety.

    Laquilo was unusually calm.

    He no longer gritted his teeth or spewed out murderous thoughts, nor did he toss and turn.

    But a very strange feeling was flowing into me, making it impossible for me to sleep comfortably.

    Laquilo was intoxicated with joy and excitement.

    I started to get chills from the overwhelming emotions.

    What on earth does Laquilo find joy and excitement in?

    What are you trying to do?

    Should I do something before something happens?

    ‘no.’

    Fights between apprentice knights should absolutely be avoided.

    If so, should I report it to the training director first?

    What do you do if you report it and you can’t figure out what that guy is planning?

    It is foolish to act in a situation without thinking about preparedness.

    ‘Let’s wait for now.’

    Only after making sure that Laquilo was asleep was I able to follow him and close his eyes.

    I took an air rifle.

    When hunting animals, it is standard to use a weapon with a high bullet speed and low noise.

    “···What is that?”

    Isabelle, who was enjoying a nap, showed interest in air rifles with a wet look on her face.

    Unlike my usual sharp mood, I slept for a long time.

    “This is a smell detector that combines the essence of Deberg’s mechanical engineering.”

    “···Yes?”

    “With this you can find the scent of animals.”

    “What kind of idiots are there?”

    “Yes. So I went to the market and this was the only thing left, but it was surprisingly easy to find.”

    Susan scoffed and shook her head.

    Unusually, this army does not have a morning assembly.

    Weekends were just a time to relax at home, so most of us went to the military training ground for physical training.

    “Why is the needle pointing to a red spot?”

    Jean is pointing to the barometer.

    “Well, it smells like an animal, so I point to the color red.”

    “···Really?”

    Laquilo, who was stuck in the corner, also laughed.

    “What is it? Are you saying I smell like an animal?”

    Amilla sitting next to me pouted and nudged me.

    These are words I just said, but they are truly absurd.

    It sounded like a scent detector and fell asleep.

    After wrapping the bowstring around my body and the string around my arm just in case, I headed straight to the administrative office.

    Knock knock knock

    “Come in.”

    After drinking the catnip tea that Seth enjoyed, the head of the training camp was wearing incongruously small glasses and muttering something.

    Let’s salute, he roughly gestures.

    “I would like to procure food materials.”

    Was it absurd?

    As I was writing something, the director looked up at me with only his eyes.

    “···I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

    I know.

    You’ve probably never seen anyone in your life who wants to procure food for the military.

    “Meat is needed for Apprentice Knight Isabel to become accustomed to the power of Venus.”

    I leisurely explained the power of Venus.

    Director Yang Yang eventually nodded to my explanation.

    “You work hard. You can take it easy.”

    “Aren’t the kids cute?”

    “Please come back and report by evening.”

    “Thank you.”

    I bowed my head to the training director and left the administrative office.

    Isabel needs to eat more.

    So much so that my stomach explodes.

    I immediately moved out of the driver training center.

    ‘Where should I go?’

    Most places where naturalistic terupes settle are places where game is plentiful.

    To begin with, this is the military.

    A place where civilians cannot enter, and sea water and harmful tides are eradicated on sight.

    Of course, a place like this is a hotbed of herbivores.

    ‘Let’s go to the training principal.’

    The mountain still smelled of Terub.

    He hasn’t left this place yet.

    Surely the wind will blow in Terub’s direction at least once.

    If you are acting viciously because it is your territory, you can be scolded harshly.

    I took out my air gun and wandered around looking for traces of the animal.

    The territory of animals belongs to the source of water.

    just as expected?

    There were numerous hoof prints of artiodactyls around the water source where we arrived.

    Among them, deer were the most numerous.

    You can see bean-shaped deer droppings everywhere.

    Seuuuuh─

    When you rub it with your foot, it gets crushed easily.

    It’s been less than a day.

    The thing that was particularly trampled on was the cherry seed.

    I climbed a tall tree and looked around to find a cherry tree.

    ‘East.’

    We climbed down from the tree and headed east.

    How far did he walk like that?

    I was able to find a herd of deer picking up ripe, fallen cherries under a large cherry tree.

    Perhaps because there are no harmful birds, there are also some that are very droopy and take a nap.

    The horn was assembled secretly.

    Sorry, but you all have to be Isabelle’s muscles.

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    Caught two.

    Because they smelled so bloody, we had to take them to the river to be cleaned.

    By the time I finished trimming it.

    A smell I had never smelled before irritated my nose.

    ‘What on earth is this smell?’

    It was a chemical smell that could only be found in a science lab.

    It is not a natural smell at all.

    It wasn’t a smell that a naturalist would create.

    ‘Should I check?’

    It’s the way to go anyway.

    Let’s go and look around.

    I slightly turned and walked towards the place where the smell came from.

    The further we went, the stronger the smell of the medicine became, and eventually we were able to reach the source of the smell.

    see.

    Something buried in the ground.

    The familiar burial method gave me a chill.

    I put down the deer.

    I approached on tiptoe so as not to leave footprints, and picked up the surrounding stones and dug up the dirt so that the person who buried the body would never notice.

    chin!

    Something gets caught in the stone.

    The terrible smell made my nose ache.

    It was clearly an olfactory paralyzing poison.

    When the dirt was scooped out, its entire appearance was revealed.

    “······!”

    ─Lamia’s gourd.

    ‘···Let’s ask again.’

    Lamia uses a special gourd to fill the poison she made.

    It is said that it is very difficult to make a gourd that can withstand all kinds of poisons.

    For that reason, it is an item that Lamia is very attached to.

    It meant that Yunaira’s Lamia had flowed into the mountain.

    ‘Let’s calm down.’

    Should I report first? Should I find out more?

    The stone used to bury him was thrown away.

    ‘We have to follow the traces.’

    As I took in all the surroundings through my sense of smell, my head began to ache from so many smells that it made me dizzy.

    The smell continues. The direction is west.

    It smells like Ain.

    West.

    The more I walked, the stronger the mysterious smell became, and only when I reached the end was I able to smell the natural scent I had smelled yesterday.

    The smell of naturalistic Terup was coming from the same place as yesterday.

    Likewise, if you just walk west, you can find it.

    I went there and was soon able to reach the source of the smell.

    ─Under the ground.

    The ground here is low, so ditches form when it rains.

    Even though it was not a structure in which fallen leaves could accumulate, the leaves were piled up very naturally, and the surrounding soil did not form a gentle slope.

    This slope should have been reduced as much as it rained.

    ‘It’s a sign of something being buried.’

    I dug it out carefully, and soon found the jar buried in the ground, with only the lid exposed.

    There is elven language written on the lid.

    [Come find the person who smells like a shadow.]

    ‘Have you figured out my identity?!’

    Chicken flesh began to sprout.

    Let’s open it first.

    I opened the jar lid and held my breath.

    Because Lamia can create poison gas.

    However, even though I held my breath, the smell of chemicals stung my nose.

    The jar lid is removed and light comes on inside.

    The inside was full of transparent water…

    “Haa···.”

    Clear eyes looking up at me from the dark water.

    Cleft abdomen.

    Cleanly painted interior.

    All limbs were broken and broken in order to squeeze them in.

    ─It was Laquilo.

    It is not a skill that has been applied once or twice.

    This pungent smell is probably a preservative.

    Most corpses smell like ammonia.

    At the same time, ammonia is highly soluble in water.

    The bad smell can be removed to some extent simply by placing the corpse with the internal organs removed and placing it in water. If it weren’t for me, I would never have found it until it rotted away.

    ‘Good workmanship.’

    This is a method that only executioners who frequently see corpses would know.

    The stomach was cut open and the intestines were removed to prevent gas from forming in the intestines.

    “This idiot…”

    While wandering alone, he became the target of Immortal.

    I couldn’t bury him right away.

    I closed the lid and covered it with dirt and fallen leaves to make it look the same as before.

    ‘Let’s go back first.’

    I had to think as I went.

    How to kill an animal covered in poison.

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