Chapter 18 Training Advances

The movements... I memorized each and every one of them, their steps, their speed; basically, I did everything with great care. Only one day passed, but those moves wouldn't get out of my head. From the beginning, I memorized every move my coach taught me in my past life. Thanks to that, I was able to learn all kinds of techniques. I learned all that in one day, but only five techniques a day.

My brain can't handle that much information in one day. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't learn more than five techniques, which would normally take years. That was my limit.

So what's my limit now to being able to memorize in this new body? Would I have the same limit, or would I be surprised when I start memorizing? For now, I don't know, but I've already done my first technique.

Oriana was standing in front of me; her gaze baffled me. But why is he like that? She doesn't seem angry, so what emotion is she showing right now?

She... It's definitely different now.

"How...?"

"..."

I just kept quiet.

"What's wrong?"

"How did you master what I showed you?"

You mean the moves you showed me yesterday. It's really amazing to learn something in one day. She's... Just like my teachers from my past life. They also asked how he learned combat techniques in a single day.

But what's so strange about it?

"I simply memorized your movements, each of them."

"Impossible... That's not possible, you..."

He just cut himself before he finished what he was going to say. Then he took his hands to his forehead and rubbed his eyes. She seemed frustrated at first sight, but I doubt she's really feeling frustration.

"Is something wrong?"

"No."

"Then why...?"

"Shut up. I'm just thinking, that's all."

"..."

What about this environment? He felt strange, but I didn't pay attention. Finally, his lips opened when he spoke.

"From tomorrow, you will run 50 kilometers, you will make 500 seats, you will train your muscles in the weight area, you will swim for two hours in the lake, and you will practice swordless combat with me for six months in a row, understood?"

"Of course," I replied with a cold look, without being intimidated by his demanding exercise assignments.

For anyone it would be a complete challenge for their body, but for me it is no problem. I need to become a gentleman in a year, so why complain?

***

— Change of scene.

It was the next morning and this time I got up to train even earlier, at 3:00 AM. For someone who was a killer, the dream was just an unnecessary distraction. Even if this body is that of a child and cannot endure the exercises, as long as it succeeds in fulfilling everything, this body will not be weak at all.

"Don't you wonder what you'll do after those six months?" Encrid asked.

"Don't... You really need to think of something like that. For now, my goal is to become a gentleman."

"Are you arrogant or do you really think you'il be a gentleman in a year?"

"I'il make it. First I need to train my body to the fullest. Oriana gave me six months just to train him."

"That's true, but what about fencing techniques and learning? Where's all that?"

Even if it is not necessary to learn it now, Oriana must have something in mind. If you told me to train for six months, I will. But what about fencing and the techniques a gentleman has to learn?

I just don't know, but there must be something behind that. Why would you ask me to train my body for no reason?

The hours went by. I ran, swam, and even did exercises with large stones. Even if I got tired, I didn't stop and I went on without a doubt.

It's definitely very intense, but necessary training.

"Now, the last thing is a hand-to-hand combat with Oriana."

For any gentleman or person, a hand-to-hand combat with a woman would be uncomfortable, but I don't care. To be a murderer means not to have mercy, even if it is a woman or an innocent. Even if I'm no longer that person, this is still training and it's my duty to do it.

"When will he arrive?" It had been minutes, but Oriana never arrived. Did something happen?

"Sound deaf."

I looked over and she finally came in, dressed in her gala military uniform. The sleeves of the shirt were rolled as I adjusted her silver hair falling like a waterfall, her red eyes fixed on me.

Words were hard to find. She could defeat a wizard in the seventh circle without any problems. Obviously, she wasn't weak at all.

"Then we begin, you spoiled brat."

A smile was drawn on his face when he said those words.

His gaze showed confidence. If I wasn't a normal kid and I wasn't reincarnated without knowing how to fight, it would be a big problem. But for some reason, they thought I was a monster in close combat.

"It's going to be a quick fight," Oriana said.

I nodded. She stood in front of me and we looked at each other for a few seconds. She smiled as she moved her leg, bending over and getting ready to take me down.

I jumped quickly, but she seemed to have foreseen it. In the air, I turned around and tried to kick him in the head. She blocked my attack with her forearm and her hand turned towards my face, showing a smile.

"Boom!"

He pushed me while he grabbed my face. We hit the ground, but I reacted quickly. Like a snake, I rolled my legs around his right arm and tried to pressure him to break it, but it didn't work.

"Do you think you can break my arm that easily?"

"I know."

It was obvious; a gentleman strengthens his body until it is harder than rock.

Oriana picked me up holding my arm, then tried to throw me back to the ground. This time, my right leg impacted her abdomen.

"Sound deaf."

I struck, but it didn't seem to affect her. I got rid of his grip and pulled back a few meters.

"She's too tough. With this strength, I can't do anything," I thought.

I remembered a technique designed for tough opponents, even though his name seemed ridiculous to me.

[Breaks Walls]

The name was absurd, but it might work.

I changed my combat posture, closed my eyes and threw myself at her.

"Do you think changing your posture will change anything..."

She stood firm. He threw a direct hit to my abdomen. I opened my eyes when I stepped back. It was a direct hit, but I felt my fist break in pieces. I kept my position.

I kept hitting with my eyes closed, looking for Oriana's weaknesses. Every blow was like hitting an indestructible wall, but I kept going until his voice rang in my ears.

"It was incredible, but it's come this far."

When I opened my eyes, I looked at his and, as I tried to speak, I fell to the ground without even being able to see the blow or anything that would make me fall to the ground.

***

— Change of scene.

— Perspective of Oriana Mengral.

He's definitely a stranger. How did you manage to hurt me at my weakest points? It's like I know what part of my body is vulnerable, but its strength isn't enough to cause me significant damage.

Finally, I moved my arm quickly when he opened his eyes and fell to the ground unconscious.

"Why were you closing your eyes? That's not a gentleman's thing.

I didn't know why he closed his eyes, but when he did, his blows were heavier and more precise. If this kid keeps training, how far could he go?

"I'il pay more attention to you, Asher Frostblade."

I picked it up and left the training camp. Although it was almost night and I was supposed to train another hour, this changed the plans.

"What happened?"

"…"

Beric was sitting at a table inside the house where Asher stayed.

"What are you doing here?"

"I just came to see that boy you're carrying."

"Why are you bleeding in your abdomen?"

"…"

I looked at my abdomen and lifted my shirt. There was a scraped surface from which blood was coming, though it was very little. I didn't understand how he hurt me in that part without me feeling it. How could this happen?

"Looks like that kid's got more talent than you thought, right?" Beric spoke while taking a sip of his cup.

"You won't give me…"

"Go and do your thing," Beric said while giving another sip of tea.

Your comment didn't bother me, but I kept thinking about how Asher managed to hurt me. Not even a high-ranking gentleman could have done it.

I went up the stairs to the rooms and left Asher in her room. Then I went back to the room where Beric was.

"What are you doing tomorrow? Will you continue to train him?"

"Of course. I think it's worth seeing the results of that child," I answered while preparing another cup of tea, just like Beric's.

"You also like tea very much," Beric commented.

"Stop talking nonsense."

"Spirit"

Listening to this guy was exhausting, but I couldn't help being around him, since we were in the same place every day.

"So, what are you gonna do when I finish training that kid?"

"I'il teach you fencing. I feel that you will learn very quickly," I said.

"Why do you think that? You told me he learned the Knight's Steps so easily."

"That's right. Didn't you see how he fought me a while ago?"

"No," Beric answered while taking another sip.

Talent is everything for those who learn fencing and become knights. Asher simply learned the technique of movement called "The Knight's Steps". It not only serves to move faster and more fluidly, but also to swing the sword correctly, and he succeeded in one day.

Not even someone with an extreme talent could learn that in a day. It took me a long time to master the Knight's Steps and it was frustrating, although I managed it in a time faster than any other knight.

I only let him run all day, but in the end he had not only run the 50 kilometers, but had also learned the Knight's Steps. It means he learned them much faster than expected.

"But how quickly he learned them... is really capable of that, my eyes don't lie," I thought to myself.

"Damn," I whispered.

"Why are you cursing? You look very thoughtful," Beric said.

"..."

I ignored your comment. " Mind your own business, you idiot."

Beric is older than me and part of my family, but sometimes I just can't stand it.

"You're leaving," Beric said as I got up from the seat and came out.

"See you tomorrow."

***

— Change of scene

— Perspective of Asher Frostblade

"Buaaah," I yawned as the sun entered through the window and opened my eyes.

I felt pain right behind my neck. What happened after the last blow?

"What the hell happened?" I asked confused.

"You fainted when that woman knocked you out," Encrid replied.

"How did it happen? I didn't even see when he hit me."

"That shouldn't be your concern right now. Look to your left."

I looked where Encrid pointed and saw a strange guy sitting in a chair next to me.

Then he smiled when he spoke.

"Hello, you must be Asher Frostblade, right?" Beric casually said.

"You must be Beric Mengral," I replied.

"Looks like you know me."

Who wouldn't know this guy? Beric Mengral, one of the two Knights of the Order of the Sword. It is certainly strong, but compared to Oriana, the other knight rank Monarch, how strong is he really?

"Do you need anything, Mr. Beric?" I asked politely.

"You're too polite to be a commoner. I just came to see Oriana's talented apprentice," Beric said as he got up quickly and left the room. Before closing the door, he added his last words:

"Training hard, Asher Frostblade, and enter that Academy of Magi."

The door closed and I was left alone.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked myself aloud. It looked like that guy was expecting something.

It seemed a little strange, but anyway, I had to get into the academy in a year. Although there's still a long way to go, I'il be able to become a gentleman at the end of all this. I wasn't sure yet, but I'd make it...