From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

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A thick congestion floats over a wooden bathtub.

Too much to make me want to give up. I thought it was a training exercise in killing the body, not killing the body. Once a week, it was a workout to keep in mind until the body recovers.

So, by crushing the body and rebuilding the muscle, we can compress and pour it into the body.

That's why it's like this.

“Hmm."

From now on, we must prepare refined water once every three days. I think the maid who manages it will have to suffer more.

‘I need more fruit candles. ’

Or maybe it's not bad to make something at all.

When I thought about it, I soaked myself in the bath and woke up.

In addition to bruising on the body, I can see a sharp abdominal muscle. Muscles grow stronger when crushed. As long as you rest appropriately and heal well. I told him to eat well, sleep well, and rest well.

“Ugh."

Before I soaked myself in Refined Water, I had eaten as much as I could without boiling meat, grilled meat, and smoked meat.

I felt like I could live after beating and soaking in hot water.

If I rest for a day or two, the terrible pain that was left in my body would also disappear.

One week is enough, three days is enough.

I was going to do everything in my power to receive training.

When I came out of the bathtub after washing it like that.

[EXP increased]

I stopped the cloth that was washing my body.

“Huh? What's up? ”

I spoke to myself without knowing it. Why is this on?

Isn't this already full on the battlefield?

So I've never heard an artifact before.

Aaaaah.

I emptied the bathtub of dark red water and went out dressed. I was headed back to my place in the cool breeze. I still squeak, but I can't even walk.

It was complicated in my head. Someone talked to me while walking like that.

“Are you okay? ”

A soldier with a familiar face. When I came back to the lodge yesterday, I was almost half dead, so I gave him a lift.

“Thank you for yesterday. ”

I came to my place with a greeting, threw myself into bed, and thought:

Why are you gaining XP? It was full and gone. It was the first time since then.

I thought about the effectiveness of this artifact. I already knew what happens to my body when I accumulate experience points.

Then why did I hear that voice again?

Experience changes my body. And I repeated my training with my changed body.

The thought follows my tail.

‘If you call my body a vessel. ’

Experience plays a role in growing and expanding the bowl. And it's my job to fill a big bowl.

But what if I fill it up? What if your body feels the limit?

At first, I was so bored that I could hear that voice often, even in small things.

Since then, the frequency has gotten longer. And this is the first time since I heard a voice that was completely satisfied.

Experience gains when your body feels limited. It was a hypothesis.

But it was worth a try.

“Good.”

It's been a week or so. Rest for two days and your body will be restored.

And then back to the hell I opened. Thinking about that dreadful training, I was sweating.

*

“Have you eaten dragon hearts somewhere? Feeling better in three days? ”

I'm not a Dragon Heart, but I did chew some herbs.

“It's good quality. I boiled some herbs, too. ”

In fact, I poured medicinal ingredients into Refined Water at the expense of extracting the roots of the Medicine Depot column, not just a few herb roots.

“There are priests and pharmacists in the middle who heal in a single day. ”

He hung up, looked at me and shut up. Surprised, but not bad for him.

“I'm good with potions because I know how to handle some herbs. ”

I put a smoke screen in advance so as not to ask any strange questions.

He's gonna want to smash what he's got into me anyway. I'm glad to see things are recovering so quickly.

I have no reason to dislike it.

And I'm gonna suck his dick until he tries to hide it.

“Let's start training again. ”

I smiled and told him. I laughed through hell three days ago.

I think I'm half crazy.

Click.

Tequila lowers her cup of tea.

“Run.”

I said run.... Let's run. Let's run and run again. This is an investment for tomorrow.

“Yes."

While Alice was resting in agony, I ran, endured, and hung.

Immerse yourself in refined water and jump without congestion. Lind, Digo, and the axe didn't even have a chance to look at each other.

[EXP increased]

Only the occasional voices and changing bodies could tell us the extent of this training. When my body felt limited, it increased my EXP. I proved the hypothesis, but nothing changed in my daily life.

In the meantime, the snow fell more than five times, and I had to rest for a week after my muscles burst once for brutal training.

Tequila didn't know how much, and she didn't know to stop. And it was the same for me.

A few months later, Tequille gave me a gift.

“Grow it in your sleep. ”

I lived in armor and armor. I made it a part of my life except when I was washing and sleeping.

But there was one more.

It was a spear made of solid iron.

It was weightless compared to the rest of the group.

“Make yourself a sweetheart. ”

Weapons are like lovers. I should leave it with my lover who just met and made love.

It was technological. Since then, I've had to sleep with a cold lump of iron in my bed.

“Starting tomorrow, it's time to endure the lower, middle, and upper three postures. ”

More time to hold the spear in position. Even if it really was hell, it was okay.

As time went on, winter passed and spring was approaching.

“... What are you doing these days? ”

Lind looks at me and asks. I was tall and tall. It's nothing compared to Digo's size, but he's grown quite a bit.

Your body looks stronger thanks to your fine split muscles.

“I'll train.”

I feel more like a lump of iron that is soaked than trained.

Click.

After breakfast, I felt sorry for Lynd.

If they don't belong to this army, they could all be trained by Technologies.

Even if I didn't, I could have soaked myself in refined water if I had time.

Even if some freedom was guaranteed, they were soldiers of the White Captain. Stubborn, straightforward tricks couldn't have ensured their free time. Especially in the sweeter, stir-fried yard.

“Unless it's the captain of the Streak. ”

You can join the Underworld.

“What?"

Lind looks at me in solitude.

“No.”

But I can't invade the power of the streak right now. I woke up after eating.

Today is a break. The skill training is really a training that almost kills the body, and proper rest is necessary to endure it. While I was resting, I kept my work organized and reading.

I looked through various history books and explored past wars and the history of the kingdom.

“Did you like the book? ”

Lind was surprised to see me and asked. It wasn't me who actually liked the book, it was Lynd.

He spent his entire salary going out to the city to buy a book, whether he had recently adapted to training or had a day off.

There is a royal palace library in the capital and a library of codes made in the city. It would be better, but there was nothing like that here.

So I had no choice but to spend the money I earned on a genealogy book. Lynd's literacy was great, and he didn't save any money on it.

Training, reading books, shooting arrows, that was Lynd's daily routine. Sometimes I saw some things bothering me in the barracks to see what I was thinking.

“Do you really need a cavalry of white captains? ”

The cavalry only receives soldiers who are over a teenager, so white captain grade.

They are trained in horseback riding and charging skills with talents and abilities in the first place.

“Operating an alarm unit, not an heavily armed infantry, can also be an option. In fact…."

Of course, it didn't work. Where does the White Captain make his opinions about the military union?

Lynd gives his opinion only once, and after that, he shuts up.

He's a smart guy, so I quickly realized that no matter what I say, it doesn't work in this position.

“Chris.”

Lind came to my place during the day. I was halfway in bed reading a book about why Sercago and Palmer were so bad.

“Hello?”

“Here.”

Rind lays down some books he bought on his payroll. Where would I get a book?

Lind had already read it and handed it to me as a remembrance of the content.

And I get paid better than that, so I give him some of that money. Lind sat next to me. I covered the books I read and saw him.

“Chris, let me ask you something. ”

“Tell me.”

“If we keep going on like this, how far can we go? ”

“Suddenly what? ”

“There's nothing I can do in this unit. ”

Of course. Lynd is a white blacksmith who is also a disgruntled hatchet. In fact, it was a prize given to the ball on the battlefield, not the status given to lead the troops.

“There's only one way to get to higher ground. ”

“What?”

“Surviving on the battlefield. ”

“Survive if you want to stand up and switch? ”

Reading books gives me different insights and eyes. The eyes that were just looking at me, the eyes that were looking at me, the eyes that were looking at the whole world.

I sometimes thought about it in my previous life. If Lynd had been properly trained and educated since he was a kid, what would happen to him?

Throughout my entire life, I never thought of Lynd as ordinary.

“I'm just frustrated. ”

Lind tucked and said, and then got up and said.

“Call the Strike Leader. ”

“... Shouldn't you say that first? It's a superior call.”

“You'll have to work hard from now on. Well, it's a little late, so there's nothing more to snow about. Apprentice Knight.”

“You've seen these bad messengers. ”

I spoke and didn't move in a hurry. He was right. A little late doesn't change anything.

It doesn't make sense for me to take out Digo, Lynd, and the axe in this situation. That's a ridiculous thing to say.

But that's even more unfortunate. We have to go to that hell together... No, no, no, no, no. Turning into refined water is meaningless after a period of time. I may be in a hurry. If you wait slowly, you'll have a chance.

We just have to open our eyes and wait for it.

When I arrived at the barracks commander's office, I could feel the look on my face. If the streak's eyes were a spear, I'd already be through it.

“I heard you called. ”

He stares at me silently, exhaling and clawing his hands together and bowing his head for a long time. I was going to ask you because I was frustrated.

“Do me a favor. ”

I know it's a very blasphemous gesture in front of my superiors, but I raised my finger and took my ear. I think I heard wrong.

“Are you all right, sir? ”

I was really worried and asked. This didn't fit with the Stryk Commander at all.

I'd rather ignore an order or else.

He is a well-organized bookshelf and a knowledgeable and cluttered person. At least, I've seen it so far.

And that's why his world was solid, and he had a stubborn ego.

I can clearly see why Earl van Ludwig left him in charge of the infantry barracks.

He was the type of man who would never stab his back, and he did what he was told.

I mean, I understood that worrying about me in my station could be from my superior's point of view and ignoring me because I hated it.

Anyway, he wasn't the one who was going to ask me to do it.

“Hmm."

He vomits a little groaning. I feel like I'm pulling something out that even if I die, I don't want to talk about it.

“Speak freely. ”

You have to listen to me when I tell you this.

“Medicine Storage. ”

“Yes. The Medicine Storage. ”

“Why don't you quit? ”

There's no end to it.

“Whew.”

He sighed again and said.

“Probation articles, Chris. The herbs you're getting out of there are worth a fortune in annual use. Filling that shortage of herbs is the limit. I'm not that rich. ”

“Please explain easily. ”

I want you to understand what I'm saying in the common language of the continent.

His description was quite long. I had to sit in front of him, not standing.

It wasn't until the hot tea was cold that I finished talking.

It was a really serious story in a way.

The losing streak had to protect it wisely. However, I could not break the military law.

The barracks' Medicine Storage was not a storehouse. From the moment he approved the use of the Medicine Storage, he had to fill it up as much as I used to.

As a result, he put all the money he had into it.

You ignorant, stubborn man.

“So my wife... ”

“Not anymore. ”

I poured out my money in secret on my wife. They found it.

The horse commander, the streak was ordinary and not wealthy.

He had a better status and affluent salary than the average citizen, but he could not afford it.

“It's too much. ”

As soon as his graceful words were over, I pressed and held on to the laughter that I didn't even know was coming.

I nodded my head for an opportunity that came sooner than I expected, and I opened my mouth.

“I made a mistake. Captain Stryk.”