67: Breakthrough
"Heh, heh…"
Karen let out a rough breath as she watched the warriors and dwarves walk away.
Her mouth was parched, and her slender legs were trembling even though they were still.
Her clothes, which were always clean, were soaked with sweat, and in the meantime, the wet spots were soiled with the dust that had clung to them.
In the first place, the place where the Dwarves' city was located was a place where human-made wagons couldn't even climb because of their durability.
Of course, the mountains were steep, and she had no choice but to reach her physical limits quickly, as Karen had never done anything called exercise.
"Slow. Who told you to walk like that?"
"Oh, no… I am doing my best."
Karen answered in her frightened voice as she saw the warrior approaching on her horse before she knew it.
It had already been several days since she had left Qalian Manor, and Karen had been through similar situations several times.
"Are you the best? Is it really so? Can't you see everyone is waiting for you?"
"…"
Karen trembled as she watched the warrior clasp her fist.
Every time Karen fell behind, her hero would come up to her and throw words like that, then repeat what she did by punching her in the stomach with her fist.
So when Karen was hit in the stomach and knocked unconscious, her hero put her on the back of her horse like she was loading her and riding her horse.
After getting ahead of the dwarves, when Karen wakes up, she repeats her training routine.
That's why Karen's face went white as she watched her hero wave her fist in front of her own eyes.
"Oh, no… I'm sorry about that. Really, this is my best.
"We are still far away."
"U."
Karen moaned again at the terrible pain in her stomach, and she felt her mind wander.
And Karen suddenly had that thought as her consciousness was fading.
'It's better…'
The pain she felt in her stomach was over at once, but climbing the mountain was literally constant pain.
It was not very pleasant to be carried like her burden by the hero's horse, but at least for a while, she would be relieved of the pain that felt like her thighs were about to explode.
**
"Don't make a show; get down. Karen."
As Karen lost consciousness and was draped over her horse's rump, she heard her warrior's voice.
She should have reacted calmly, but Karen, who was already frightened by her hero, made her body tremble at the sound of her voice.
"Oh, no. I was going to get off now."
In fact, it had been several minutes before Karen's consciousness returned, but she let go of her pretense and continued to pretend to pass out.
Hanging around her horse's rump was never comfortable, but she liked it better than walking on her two legs.
But her ghostly warrior said she already knew she had woken up, and Karen immediately jumped off her horse.
Without saying a word, she watched the warrior slowly drive her horse away, and Karen started walking the rough mountain road again.
She still felt a throbbing pain in her thigh with every step she took, although her legs did move again after she had taken a break.
"Cuckoo, look at how tired that bitch is already."
"Ah, even your stamina is useless; you're a trash bitch!"
The dwarves who followed her belatedly said so as if to tease Karen as she cried and climbed the mountain, and Karen did not even have the strength to respond to her words.
My thighs and calves felt like they were burning, and the blistered soles of my feet felt sore every time they touched the ground.
'Wouldn't it be better to just get hit and pass out?'
At that moment, Karen began to think that maybe the warrior's words were true.
She was only a little bit, but it was because she thought she might get used to the pain of being beaten in the stomach.
No, actually, the feeling of a fist being punched in the stomach was a kind of sensation she could never get used to, but the thought that it would be more efficient to get a clean blow than to feel this constant pain dominated Karen's head.
"Ha ha… Mandible… I can't walk any more."
Having finally drawn her conclusion, Karen stopped her steps and spoke to her champion.
Karen turned her head, and she exclaimed inwardly at the sight of the warrior approaching her.
She felt that she could now rest again.
But her hero, sitting on her horse and looking down at her, Karen, only looked at her with a strange expression on her face and didn't punch her in the stomach like she did before.
"Where is she playing tricks?"
"What?"
"Can you still run more? Why is it because it's more comfortable to pass out?"
"…"
Karen had no answer to her hero's words, as if they had penetrated her own head.
Karen's brain, which showed her excellence everywhere, wasn't working as if it were broken.
"Should I hit you just enough so you don't faint?"
The hero asked, looking at Karen, and Karen shook her head enough to make her hum.
The reason she was beaten by her warrior was to ride her horse for a while while she fainted, but she didn't come to like the pain itself.
"Then run. Karen."
Karen nodded her head at her hero's words, and she busily moved her legs again.
Her thighs were still throbbing, and the soles of her feet were burning, not bitter.
**
'A trick that doesn't work anywhere.'
I snorted at Karen as she started climbing the mountain again.
It was easy to see how she was feeling and what she was thinking.
That would be the case, and I wasn't the first to do this ridiculous training itself.
It was this crappy training that Genoa had given me in my previous life.
Before, I had no powers other than my immortal body, and at that time, the saintess and Genoa came to visit me.
And at that time, the very first training that Genoa gave me was this meaningless run.
No, it didn't really make any sense.
If you run and run, and if you fail to run, you will be beaten over and over again, and you will not be able to think about anything.
Little by little, I got used to the pain, and I even had a strange miasma.
Of course, at that time, I was just doing this on the way from Calane, where I lived, to Lorraine, the imperial capital, and Karen was on her way to the Dwarf City, so the difficulty itself was different in the first place.
Running on a flat forest road and climbing a steep mountain road are two completely different things.
But that was none of my business, and I was just wondering if Karen would see the effects of her training a little sooner than I did.
"Huh… Wow!"
She cried for a moment and saw Karen, who was climbing the mountain, collapse on her floor and vomit.
While she was resting, Karen was busy taking a break rather than eating, so of course, all that came out of her mouth was gastric juice.
I stood her horse next to her as Karen gulped her gooey liquid on her floor and looked down at her.
A situation where she doesn't say much and just stands next to her puts pressure on her.
As my shadow covered Karen's face, she began to reflexively pull herself up in surprise.
Then, as Karen walked forward again, a strange laugh flowed from her mouth.
"Hee hee… Hee hee… Oh, it doesn't hurt. Now. Miraculous… Hee hee."
I watched Karen walk precariously in a bizarre position, as if her joints were broken and her expression had hardened.
'Break through the four points.'
It was because he roughly figured out what state Karen had reached now.
The human body is strange, and if you continue to be in a difficult state, at some point you will become incapable of feeling the pain.
Genoa described it as breaking through the four points, and I, who experienced it myself, thought it was a state in which my brain had lost its taste.
"Isn't that a bit dangerous?"
"Okay. No matter how old you are, won't that make Mattangie completely go away?"
Even the dwarves who drove her horse and approached me worriedly looked at Karen.
"Hee hee, I'm a little weird, hee hee. Are you not even breathing? Hee hee When I stir my arms like this, my legs get faster; when my legs get faster, my arms get faster; the ground is just passing behind me, so I'm so fast!"
I watch Karen walk away, muttering bullshit like a mad bitch, and frown at her.
It certainly seems to have broken through the dead points, but it was because the condition was a little strange.
"What? What is that?"
At that moment, I saw James, the dwarf standing next to me, screaming in surprise.
"Ew? Is it a snake? Hee hee?"
She saw a small lizard on a rock near Karen, staring at her.
The problem was that the lizard was made up of only white bones, not the shiny skin typical of reptiles.
Kwajik-.
And the bony lizard was biting hard at Karen's finger as she held out her hand toward it.
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