《Grieyes Mages - Unknownly Superior Type Magician》Chapter 10: Working out weirdly.
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Under the heat of the sunlight, clear sky… Training in the middle of the day at the unclaimed land. A place where my life may end if I become careless.
Swert a ghost who transformed into a human being becomes my mentor. He was kind, he gave me a comfortable shelter built out of firm materials, the shelter is also protected by his constant magical spell enchanted to materials used to build.
Honestly, that was the very first time I’ve seen someone casts a magic that close to me. When I saw him casting magical spell, there is something familiar about it.
What I saw during that time was a floating characters. A writing that is used in my previous life, in the world where I live before. My eyes weren’t blinking when I saw that, and I was gazing at it and felt nostalgic somehow.
But anyway, I was really certain about what I saw, but I didn’t see it clearly enough to fill my curiousity. Does magic have to be always performed with those floating characters?
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Woooooshhhh!
Air is being blown away as I run swiftly.
Warming up, strengthening, working out. These are the things that I’m doing right now to have enough strength to fight monsters and beasts in the future. It is quite exhausting but I had to do it to fulfill my goal.
Swert told me that I have to build up my physical strength and stamina by training continuously until I’ve become strong enough to wield a sword. He said to do it within four days before he returns. He also told me to take a one hour break after working out for two hours.
Doing this continuously is very tiring. In my previous life, I get exhausted by running in just one minute. But compare to this world, this world has a different way to amplify one’s strength, and the human endurance is extended a lot, it takes me about six minutes to become exhausted even with my frail body.
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It’s been actually three days since I started. And I feel like I can run faster than before. I can run about 9 meters per second, it is actually not normal if I were to run in my previous life with such exaggerating speed, but it is no longer an exaggeration in this world.
…there are boulders, I jumped…
…there are spiky earth monsters, I evade…
…there are trees blocking my way, I turn…
Two hours have passed after running without break, I have decided to rest, so I went back to my shelter.
My pulserate is high, and I can hear my heart beating. I am covered with sweat, smelling myself sure is gross.
The result… I ran in a longer distance than before. My endurance and stamina improved as well. I wonder what will be his reaction when he perform that psychometric skill to me.
Hmm? Is his psychometric skill, a magic ?
Well, it is not psychic if it is magic.
Anyway, I have to eat some carbs… and go back training again after one hour.
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Honestly, am I training alright? Swert never told me about how should I train. The only training I know is how people in my previous life do. Jogging, weightlifting… etchetera etchetera..
Perhaps, he’ll be glad if I did well. He promise that he is going back tomorrow night. I wonder what is he doing this time around. I bet that ghost is hiding somewhere underground.
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An hour later…
Yeah, one of the most men doing inside the gym.
Buffing up their muscles.
As an alternative for dumbell… I’ll just use a firm wooden rod and heavy object such as rocks. Luckily I found two cylindrical shaped rocks two days ago. To find these things sure is a great coincidence.
Or is Swert intentionally put those rocks?
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I also used rope to support the alternative dumbell.
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Lied at the surface of thick and soft mat, lifting the dumbell carefully while counting.
1… 2… 3…
Ughh… 42… 43…
64… 65… 70… 80… 90…
98… 99…
I am sweating a lot, dripping down to the mat.
100!
I threw the dumbell… and rise up.
I touched my both my arms, and… it seems my muscles is buffing up little by little.
But come to think of it… Isn’t the dumbell getting heavier and heavier everytime I use it?
I mean, it was supposed to be getting lighter and lighter as I get stronger…?
I think, I need to ask him. This is suspicious.
Other things I did… Push up, curl up… The rope I used as a support in making dumbell I used it as a jumping rope and jumped 1000 times.
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I know… the training isn’t normal… But this world, the people, or may be every creatures here have that kind of intense strength.
Well, that’s what Swert told me, and I believed in him.
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About 36 hours later…
The ghost named Swert came back with a surprise.
I wasn’t aware of the time when is he going to come back.
He touched my shoulder when I was sitting down above the rock, but the hand of his that I saw when I looked to my right shoulder was something scary which made my body stiff and my face turned pale out of surprise. Then a few seconds later….
“Iyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!”
I screamed again after four days.
Instinctively, slapped who was behind me.
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