Renir's Mortal Training

Renir opened his eyes. He felt his body rejuvenated and his fatigue gone. There was happiness boiling within him even though he looked expressionless.

"I succeeded!" he exclaimed.

When he opened his eyes, the sky was turning yellow to orange now. After a brief realization, he was stunned, "It's already past afternoon?"

"Yeah, it's almost nighttime."

A cold voice entered Renir's ears as looked at the origin of it. He saw his Uncle Ernanfo, sweating.

'At least six hours had passed since I began practicing. Uncle must be bored and tried practicing too.' he thought but as if Ernanfo read his mind;

"You kept me working, brat." Ernanfo said as he was regulating his breathing with a straight body and calm expression.

"Me?" Renir pointed at himself with a puzzled expression.

But Ernanfo just lightly laughed and said, "Of course, you wouldn't know."

Renir frowned and felt bad about something, "What... happened?"