Klulu's Infinite World

Just think about it...

What is the feeling of rolling and climbing? It’s the feeling of rolling down halfway from the hillside. On the first day, I’m tired to death by running the whole course. If I slack off, I’ll be scolded by the instructor. It’s too much for the first time we meet. Severely, the whole person is not good when returning to the dormitory. Compared with the body, the spirit seems to be more severely traumatized.

Have magicians all experienced such training?It seems that it is not easy to become a magician.

"It's so sleepy, even if it's a bed like a stone, you will fall asleep as long as you lie on it?"

Mephis washed his face with cold water. The purpose of coming here is to learn magic. The notes the store manager gave him are also there. Just continue to learn valuable basic knowledge from it. Maybe it’s enough to have the store manager’s notes for the basics of magic. .

"But falling asleep is like surrendering..."

A few hours later, Memphis was still lying on the table and fell asleep. I don’t know how long it had passed. Memphis was awakened by a rough curse. Not only was he forced to take exercises, but he was also given physical punishment. The dawn began, and the endless training was carried out according to the instructor’s orders. It was all basic physical exercises, such as exercising abdominal muscles, flexion and extension, and push-ups. According to the instructor, the most basic warm-up exercise at the beginning of the day must be repeated. Continue until you are exhausted and can't get up on the ground.

"Get up quickly, you trash, is the only value you live in this world is to be a manure machine? Even the guys in the pigpen are better than you, at least they can be slaughtered and eaten, but you are only thin Lower ribs!!!"

Even if he was scolded, he didn't dare to speak up. Mephis at least knew that he could not beat the instructor, and his physique was too poor.

The days that followed were endless running like a marathon, over obstacles, and climbed dangerous cliffs. The sun during the day roasted the body fiercely, sweat often soaked clothes, and the throat was dry, but the body was sweating profusely. Under the rain, the cold wind in the evening poured into the belly mercilessly, the lungs were blown dry, and the thirsty seemed to be able to drink a river, but for Mephis at this time, the physical pain was nothing. , Because it was a bit numb as if he was fate, and more importantly, clenched his teeth and persisted.

"It's really a dead dog, at least it will bark twice. You guys can't do anything but lie on the ground. Rubbish, it's not as good as a mouse in a stinking ditch!!!"

"unacceptable……"

Is the exercise done so far really have something to do with magic?

In the evening, Memphis lay on the bed and put a bandage on his arm, then hugged his head and wanted to fall on the bed to have a good night's sleep, but his eyes touched the notes on the table, and he walked over and opened the book.

"Just treat this as a combat school of magic training... You must not let the store manager's expectations be disappointed. You must never go back to the store to be a model. You must become a magician... Learn, as long as you learn magic, there is nothing to be afraid of. Up."

Forcing himself to put on his glasses, Mephis opened the notes, which described how the magician concentrated his mind to make the long-range magic strike more accurate. The first contact was quite cloudy.

"Concentrate and capture the target's position in the mind. Instead of capturing with the naked eye, but with the mind, you can prepare to hit the remote target even with your eyes closed. Although you can understand the content, what if you capture the target with your mind? Feeling...spirit...locking something..."

After today, as always, I was scolded or even beaten on the training ground. From time to time during training, I would get hurt and cut my skin and bleed. I had to compete with rats for one of the few supper at night, and finally I continued to learn magic. Time passed until six months later.

"It's too slow bastard! How did you teach you during this time? Have you forgotten how to coordinate the rhythm and breathing of your whole body? Stupid, the lambs raised by my mother are smarter than you. Hurry up and run faster. Hurry up, dare to stop and kick your ass!!!"

Still spending training in verbal abuse, Memphis climbed over obstacles faster than before, and finally staggered to the end, breathing heavily, and continued to walk around in circles.

"You need physical strength without physical strength, strength without strength, people like you should be drowned in a cesspool when they are born! Even the value of making fertilizer is lacking! But..."

The instructor calmed down a lot and nodded.

"But being a dead dog is pretty good, and I can start teaching you something else."

"Is it magic!"

Memphis was seldom excited when he heard it, but his voice was hoarse and didn't let the instructor hear clearly. After following the instructor to the weapon warehouse, his face changed color and then white, and he felt confused.

The warehouse in front of me is full of maces, hammers, big axes...

"Is this magic?"

"Stop talking about nonsense, go find a guy inside! Come on!"

"Wait a minute, I didn't plan to use these at all."

"what!?"

The instructor looked fierce and came to Mephis.

"Then what the fuck are you doing here?"

I planned to learn magic from the beginning!!

But face-to-face with the instructor, under the situation that he would be beaten at any time, Memphis chose to obediently walk into the weapon warehouse. There are very men’s weapons inside. They are made from dozens of kilograms of pure steel, and they can’t move. After hesitating for a step, Mephis' eyes lit up slightly, and he found out that the steel bow was held in his hand. It felt a little bigger, but compared to those weapons that exceeded its own weight, this steel bow could barely be used.

In this way, the instructor also took out a larger longbow to teach, how to aim and how to shoot, from the beginning it was actual combat. It was required to hit a target at a distance of 100 meters on the first day, and the reward was to have enough dinner.

Memphis really wanted to cry. Just drawing the bow felt pain in his hands and sore shoulders. But for dinner, he had to find a way to hit a shot. Think carefully about how to do it?By the way, close your eyes, capture the location of the target in your thoughts, and then lock it with your spirit. Memphis calmed down and opened his eyes again, and the whole world seemed to be only a distant target.

Next, he draws a bow, shoots an arrow, and shoots. The action is slow but in one go. The arrow cuts through the air and hits the target accurately in the sharp wind.

The instructor was stared at this time, his eyes widened.

"Is it really the first time? Your kid...Aim at the target 150 meters away."

Shot.

"Very good, change the goal of two hundred meters."

Still shot.

"Then shoot three hundred meters away."

Still shot.

The instructor opened his arms happily, ready to embrace Mephis, who panicked and avoided, just like avoiding a baboon.

"Have you really not received militia training before?"

"Yes... this is the first time."

"Hahaha, it looks like I have discovered your kid's talent. Isn't that great! If you have something to do, you will definitely become an excellent marksman. Join our team and I will train you very well!"

"..."

"What's wrong? Not happy?"

After hiding his face for a while, Memphis raised his hand.

"Ask something."

"how?"

Memphis settled down and summoned his courage.

"I came here to learn magic. Are there any courses to teach magic here?"

The instructor was slightly stunned and then looked at the mentally retarded expression.

"Are you blind?"

After staying in the mercenary group for a period of time, Mephis finally got his wish and received the admission letter from the Annaros School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. At that time, he held it in the palm of his hand and almost cried with joy...

To put it another way: Another crazy one~

This episode is for the opening of the new character. After writing for a long time, I don’t know where to put it. It can be regarded as the opening of an "overhead hero" from Gaia's side and thrown to the earth.