Chapter 5

My instructor is called Joe-Joe. I laughed at the name at first, because of its striking similarity to an anime.

{AN: You know what I am talking about:)}

That was a mistake however, as he made me run 30 laps around the courtyard, which made me wonder how all those MC's in fanfic were able to do it.

I am on my 20th lap and my legs feel like they are burning, like they are being broken apart.

For a second I thought of giving up on this.

I slapped myself for thinking that. Here I was thinking of giving up, when I could achieve my childhood dream.

I started getting motivated to run like I mean it. Eventually I was able to complete the laps, but was completely out of breath. I would have gone to sleep right then and there, if it wasn't for joe-joe.

"Now take this sword and swing it, you are not allowed to leave until I think your form is decent." Joe-joe said.

*Swingmy sword over and over?! What does he think I am? Airen Fareira, or something?* I thought.

And then I started doing vertical swings, over, and over, and over, and over again.

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*Few days later*

I finally mastered the basic moves of the sword.

My trainer was shocked, since apparently I am the first one he has seen who did it this quickly.

So he thought I was smoking like a genius, and increased my training.

(An: When auto-correct ruins your life. Was supposed to say something of a genius.)

"Young master! You must go into the house! There is a raid happening!!!"

"What a raid?!" What is he saying?

A raid is when a group of pokemon attacks a town or village.

But this.. Our town is surrounded by a bunch of small villages. But if they are in this town, then that means they got through the villages.

That means it is either a really high level horde, or a really large one.