Chapter 9 – 9. Exercise Nunna Pyappya~

‘Sipal. It’s fucking hard, really…!’

The breath that comes out when your physical strength reaches its limit. No, I never dreamed that breathing was such a thankful thing.

“What are you lying down on? Get up quickly!”
“Joe, just a little bit…! If I take a break…! It won’t work… Can I…!?”

I applied for the subject that determined my career path as swordsmanship, continued to take note-taking classes, then trained my stamina to some extent and took a practical class for the first time… It was crazy.

“Don’t make a pathetic noise~ Let’s get up soon~”

Crispin Nedney, the swordsmanship teacher who forced me up from exhaustion and smiled brightly like a child.

If he was normally fine, he would have lightly stood up after seeing her and smacking his lips inside.

That would also be the case, her shoulder-length curly black hair, tanned skin, and snowflake-like flesh that could be glimpsed through the cracks in her clothes.

On top of that, if she had a strange appearance with teardrops, her eyes would glow golden and look like they would be sucked in.

Overall, it is reminiscent of a female leopard.

However…

‘No matter how important stamina is, but… From the start, what kind of 30 laps on the parade ground are you crazy!!’

In the game, I was just watching my stamina decrease, but in real life, I’m really dying…

‘Fuck…Fuck…! It wasn’t like this even in the army…!’

“Haa…! Haa…! This has happened…!”

Allen, whose stamina had decreased and it was difficult for her to breathe, shook off Crispin’s hand and started running again.

“Heo-euk…! Heo-euk…!”

Allen said she walked less than a run. She may look like a funny person struggling to see others, but she’s running damn hard outside of me.

Also, there was another reason why I worked so hard, not just my physical strength. Right away, Christine’s affinity cannot be raised with her items.

Unconditional tenacity. She is a woman who values ​​sincerity and a tenacity not to give up, attending swordsmanship classes every day.

Sure, it was a damn easy year for a click-only game, but not now. She’s rather the exact opposite.

It was fucking hard because I had to move myself, not a character who could move just by clicking on it.

“Huh? You’re pretty gutsy! Now, two laps to go, Allen!”

Christine’s training intensity is quite, or just high.

If even most knights were told to run thirty laps around the parade ground with their luggage packed, they would be exhausted for a few days.

Of course, I told them to run purely except for the luggage so that it would not be a burden to the students, but it is definitely a high-intensity training.

Even now, except for Allen, the students in the original swordsmanship class were sitting on the benches, chatting among themselves, groaning, or drinking water.

I am grateful that he moved from the normal course to swordsmanship and sincerely informed me and took care of me, a loner newbie, but it was burdensome.

‘Sipal, Sifal! I can only curse! Of course, on a summer day!’

“Now, now! Fighting, Allen! I can do it! I can do it!”

‘Fighting shit next door, the weather is fucking hot, fuck. Fuck the fuck!’

I ignored Christine’s unnecessary support and endured it, and after completing the 30 laps of the parade ground, I collapsed like a person shot in the parade ground and hid with a metal sound.

Hehe! Hehe!”
“You’re a tough student for the first time. Now, drink some water here.”

Grabbing water from Christine’s hand, Allen pours it down her dry throat.

“Keluk! Keke, kkeukeaaaaagh!”
“When you’re tired from exercising, like this! Keep water in your mouth and drink it slowly.”

Looking at Christine’s healthy body, drinking water under the shade of a tree to avoid the scorching sun, was really the best, but at the same time, my heart felt like it would explode.

“Everyone can’t keep up even though it’s their first class… Shall we lower the level of difficulty?”
“That… Why do you ask me… Whoa…”
“You’ve been following my lessons diligently, without giving up! And I thought it would be better to set up a training plan at a little pace. Most of the kids play, haha.”

Christine, smiling cheerfully, grumbles at me while talking to herself while watching the rest of the rest of the students resting.

“Leave it alone. It will take care of itself.”
“Huh? Just leave it alone?”
“Anyway, our age group prefers laughing and chatting with friends rather than painful training or studying. There are occasional exceptions.”

Allen, who was giving Christine honest advice, saw a girl resting under the shade of another tree without realizing it.

“Vivian Araxis”

Long, snow-white hair and ice-cold eyes, as if against the summer.

And her slender figure highlights her style even more coldly and exudes an aura that even others cannot easily approach.

“Vivian is a great kid.”

Noticing my gaze on Vivian, Christine suddenly went into her expository mode.

“It’s only been less than a year since I grabbed the sword, and I’m tongue-in-cheek at the tremendous growth rate. Maybe you’re stronger than me?”
“Anyway, Miss Christine cut the head of an enemy commander at the age of 15, and later was recognized for her contributions and transferred to the rank of knight commander.”
“Oh, you look like you know me well? You’re cute~”

Christine’s touch, stroking her hair and calling me cute, wasn’t particularly bad. Rather…

‘It’s so damn good. Maybe it’s because I’ve only been taught by teaching assistants, but I’ve never been treated with kindness like this before, so it’s really good! This is older! It’s snowing, I’m going to die!!’

“But it bothers me to be alone every time. If you’re still in first grade, you can be friendly with the other kids… Hmmm~”
“…Okay. Don’t expect too much.”
“He’s such a good kid~ He’s so cute!”

Allen, who is asked by Christine, says she knows.

Christine, delighted with her Allen’s answer, must have been very emotional, so she hugged Allen’s head with her two arms and buried her face in her chest, praising her for being cute.

‘It’s good, but… It’s surprisingly hard. Christine-sensei, you have to attack slowly and patiently…!’

After Christine Nunna’s display of affection, I got up from exhaustion and approached Vivian Araxis, who was sitting alone.

“Do you have anything to see?”
“It’s not like that. Wait a minute, kid…”
“Weird guy.”

Vivian, who was resting in the shade of a tree, cuts me off, gets up, looks at me indifferently, and then leaves.

‘To be honest, it’s fucking hard to attack Vivian… But she’s almost like a villain.’

Vivian Araxis is a heroine with a pretty complicated story, so it can be said that attacking her is on the same level as a villain.

Cool appearance and slender body. And can he really attack Vivian, who rejects others and is traumatized by men because of her past?

‘I have to make an effort. Vivien’s favorability level must rise to a certain extent before she can present a favorability item.’

“Haa… Sifal. Did you learn swordsmanship for no reason?”

****

‘My body is exhausted, I’m exhausted… When I wake up tomorrow, I’ll have a lot of muscle pain…!’

Arlen Mestia, who led her weary body to the black market, looked around at the items her vendors were selling, assuming her haggard posture.

But strangely, maybe it was because of her mood, but she wasn’t in the usual black market mood.

I have to say something lower…

Anyway, while walking around looking at her items. The poisonous dark merchants were trembling and glancing at someone.

‘Fuck… Can’t it be?’

“Why… No one comes to Mirai’s side… Mirai is so sad…”

‘Followed. No matter how you look at it…She just seems to be fucked.

“Huh? So, are you a guest? Mirai’s first guest…!”
“Oh no, that’s it.”

In the past, if there was a black market seller selling items that were good for kicking like Kelsey, the witch of lust, the opposite was of course the case.

And she is the cursed blacksmith who sells strange and dubious cursed items.

It was ‘Mirai Mirai’.

If I meet Mirai’s eyes even for a moment, I will recognize her as a customer and try to sell her goods.

There are sometimes good items, but I have never bought an item that works well for Mirai while playing the game! There really never was.

Also, from a customer’s point of view, it is okay not to buy her items, but if you only look at Mirai’s items and do not buy them, Mirai’s negative mana in sadness will cling to her customers and be cursed by her.

In a sense, there was even a nickname of a black dealer selling curses.

Above all, Mirai Mirai herself did not cast her curse, but rather her mana, which had a separate will from her, put a curse on her guest.

To put it simply, it’s fucking annoying.

“Uh, how about it… This time it’s Mirai’s confidence… It’s…!”

‘Fuck. At first glance, everything seems like dog shit… But I don’t want to be interrupted while I’m attacking…’

“Oh? That looks like an interesting tool. I’ll give you all of them.”
“Thank you… Yes? I, really? Mi, I buy all of Mirai’s own works… That… Is it true…?”

I hurriedly put Mirai’s items into a bag enchanted with storage and paid for the items.

“Go, go, thank you…!”

Mirai clenched her little fist and thanked me.

‘If I do this, I won’t be cursed, right?’

Of course, I acted like this because I didn’t want to be cursed.

“Then see you later.”

I’ll be there as soon as possible. They hurriedly got out of the black market without any harvest.

And even though all of her items are sold, Mirai Mirai continues to sit in her seat and thinks of Allen in a daze.

“Mmm, what a wonderful person…! Mirai… Her heart is pounding…!”