"Fuck Ya! It’s a work day! I can check up on James to see how the sin blade is affecting him" Ian got up excitedly before rushing out the door to the training grounds.

Usually a guard's work day usually would consist of training and guard duty, the order varied from person to person. However, the king in all due honesty is not very organized, training days, days off, and guard duty were all one jumbled mess sometimes separated or mashed together. Creating one hell of an odd work week. It seems to Ian the current king and princess both have their own problems in the terms of planning. For the better or worse he does not know

Entering the training yard Ian, immediately wanted to leave. Those damnable sisters were feeling up the poor bastard after discovering he no longer resisted their advances.

"No just no, the sin blade was supposed to socially ISOLATE him and make him distrust and hate everyone. The hell is this shit going on?" Ian watched in horror as he saw this live action writhing mess called incest

"Is the blade changing his mindset slower than I thought? It must have reached an unusual stage where social norms no longer matter to him. Hmm, I guess he will reach the isolation stage in the future" Ian thought gloomily

Approaching the group of "lovebirds" Ian smiled with the most sociable smile he could ever muster.

"Good morning everyone!" Ian shouted happily to the group

Stopping their caressing of their brother, the sister's heads turned to Ian. A bloodthirsty light shining out of their eyes. Ignoring the bloodlust Ian continued his jolly pace towards the siblings

"Are you guys enjoying the morning? If you need new training dummies just let me know!" Ian shouted with happy tone

"Would you be our training dummies then?" The sisters replied coldly

Ian's face twitched hearing this reply, his smile almost faltering "Haha! Your comedy is priceless madams! Me? Your training dummy? How could I be worthy of such a job!"

"No, we think your quite worthy of said occupation" The sisters replied a little TOO quickly

Blanking Ian stared at the two women "Did they NOT get the fucking memo"

"We need a moving target" Said Kaitlyn the youngest sister

"After all no real enemy stands still" Said Catharine continuing off her sister's sentence

"I feel verbally ganged up on, and I'm not enjoying the feeling" Ian thought

"W-well how about I find you sturdier personnel who can at least survive your assault?" Ian sending hints to the brother to chip in. However, Ian than remembered, the bastard is now socially numb how would he even know when to help.

"Fuck I dug this hole, I should have known the sisters would be like this" Ian thought with regret

Why was Ian so regretful? This body he possessed is what Spring Baker is hunting. And the most inconspicuous character in the castle. If he lost this body he would have to possess someone of higher standing or popularity in the castle. Which would make more than a few issues for Ian

"I will go and find somebody for you to train with" as Ian said he was already creeping towards the exit

"We have already decided on you being our training partner" Kaitlyn said

Casting barrier magic on the exit, this horrible duo sealed Ian within the training yard. Now trapped Ian was frantically looking around the yard looking for some way out.

"Let's begin" Catharine said with a sadistic glee

Both Kaitlyn and Catharine began to cast their respective spells onto Ian's body

"No,no,no,no. Everything is going wrong! How was I supposed to know the sisters were batshit crazy?" Ian thought frantically while dodging icicles, fireballs, earths spikes, and wind blades

"Stand still" Kaitlyn shouted with annoyance

Reaching his limit Ian began calm mind began to snap. He began to process how to torture these women to their deaths. He was extremely angry; these insignificant figures were interfering with his projects. Ian was not being arrogant, rather he was angry because they were insignificant in the development of this world as a whole. In the war between the demons and humans they would hardly make a difference, only the brother really mattered

But Ian could not kill them now. The only meaning in their existence was to keep the brother vulnerable so the sin blade could corrupt him at a faster pace. Thinking this Ian took advantage of some well-placed earth spikes to act as a jumping point. Allowing Ian to jump over the wall of the training yard, escaping the duos sadistic game

Falling Ian prepared for his legs to be broken. The wall had a ditch behind it, making the fall significantly longer. Knowing this Ian could only clench his teeth and wait for the inevitable impact. *CRACK* the sound and feeling of his legs being crushed and muscles being torn were sent to his brain. This pain was surprisingly little for Ian, as a martial cultivator this kind of pain was insignificant. Ian being too into the heat of the moment had forgotten his standing as a martial god.

"This is awkward" He muttered to no one in particular

Crawling out of the ditch Ian dragged his crippled body to the nearest tree, leaning against it.

"Ok time for those shitty healing formations that I learned in the past to come in handy" Ian thought

Taking a 1st grade universal healing pill and creating a lower grade healing formation, his legs slowly began to heal. And yes, he was very cautious when selecting this pill, he had fucked up once. He did not want to do it again. Ian had to use lower quality healing items because the higher the tier, the more disturbance it created

Sitting there Ian thought about what to do for the future. He could go back to the castle, but he had to avoid the hero's sisters at all costs. He could not risk that bombardment again

"Fuck, I may need to kill those two" He thought