Old Kensei rejuvenates and becomes an instructor at a knight training school

People always unconsciously go through photons and feel Mori Luo Wang. It is all of the five senses of sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch, etc., or other senses equivalent thereto.

Photon depletion, which is life energy, depends to a large extent on human body damage, mental state, etc. It recovers through sleep, rest, or transfer from others.

The free will manipulation of the photon, which is life energy, is dependent on the sensation that the individual has. It must be an acquired sensation due to innate, or training or other interference with it.

Studies on the relationship between humans and photons in Arcadia had been carried out for more than thousands of years, as far back as. If we solve one mystery, a further mystery will arise, and if we solve that mystery, a further mystery will arise.

By the way, the mystery of Photon was definitely being solved. Among them, the only mystery clearly solved is the following:

People are desperate if they lose their photons.

July 19th, early morning.

If you hire a carriage in the capital of Westeria and go down a vast lawn plain to the south for about two days, you will find the Isladunna Mountains, which serve as a border with your southern neighbor. It was a mountain range that could be crossed in a day, without much altitude.

But people heading to their southern neighbors bypass the mountains, even if it takes a week. Naturally, I don't like it. There's a reason I have to.

That's because there's a lot of anger spreading around the mountains.

"Got it? Hmm... as rumors have it, you seem to be very upset with the good."

"Teacher John, this is a state-designated off-limits area... you know, I don't think so?

"Um, training takes place in this"

On the way to the flatlands, a fence was erected that prevented entry into the area where the temper spread. It was still quite a distance from the mountains, slamming safe flats and those that were not.

John takes him, and Holoro gets off the carriage carrying his luggage.

He sighted the contours of the far-sighted mountains and drank saliva with his gaze. The disturbing signs there seemed to be stroking my skin on a cold mountain breeze and I was scared.

"Hey... are you insane?

"Of course it is. So, as originally planned, can I ask you to do the opposite on the morning of the twenty-fifth?

"I don't mind, but it's my job until I get you back to the capital, so don't let me take your guest's will home, okay?

"Thanks...... then hollow, shall we go"

The beard broke up with the brave driver's man, and John crossed the fence.

If you butt into the mountains, your footsteps are somewhat heavy.

Following John, who leads early, Holoro takes the flat, which runs to the foot, to the back. Concerned about his feet on the way down, he lowered his gaze, and the knife in his hand - 'Moonbeauty' - entered his sight.

This knife was reworked at a blacksmith in the capital, which John used a lot during the Kensei period.

When he conceded this, he rejoiced, but bewildered in combination. As something else before training - but I have not yet been informed of the key training contents.

"Teacher John, what the hell are you going to do now?

Holoro finally asked impatiently.

"Don't... First the Lord will have to do 'nothing'... then fight."

"Uh, excuse me... I don't know."

In the end, without knowing anything, we even reached the forest zone at the foot.

From John as he entered the mountain without changing his footprint, Holloro was turned to words early in the arrow.

"Hollow, from now on, choose the feeling you want to use."

"Hollow, always try not to lose sight of yourself"

"Hollow, always let katana fall out"

"Hollow, look for the moves hidden in the mould you taught."

"Hollow, I can't master it in six days, including today..."

And those words are gone...

"Teacher John...... it's kind of weird from earlier. My eyes tickle, I have a terrible tinnitus, my own voice, sounds kind of loud...... that, instructor? Instructor John?"

I can't hear one bug, the monstrous silence dominates, the depressed forest.

If you noticed, Holoro was alone.

I had no idea where I'd lost John, where I was in the mountains, or where the direction was now pointing. He was also anxious about his unspeakable sense of loneliness.

Dotted in various parts of the vast Arcadia continent, the temper that spreads within a certain range was, so to speak, 'poison'.

If a person's life energy is positive, his temper is negative. As this positivity and negativity are strongly drawn together, a person is forcibly deprived of a photon in his body when he touches an atmospheric indulgence.

- People always unconsciously go through photons and feel Mori Luo Wang.

Photons overflowing in vitro sharpen the sense of the owner. In other words, staying in the midst of an outbreak of impatience means that everything is forced to feel.

"John-!?"

The loud call to John was a heavy load to pick up with sharpened hearing.

A suddenly strangely heightened impatience afflicts the hollow in chain.

The voice transmits to his ear, his hearing picks it up as a roar, and his body illusions that his tympanic membrane is torn. The screams I gave in pain echoed the trees around me, creating waves of irregular sounds.

This disrupted the trigeminal and caused an anomaly in his sense of equilibrium.

"Yikes... I want, what!?

Holoro went crazy at his feet and fell in. Strike your body to the ground in the form of being crushed by a large package. If it's not an illusion, this pain is not even comparable to that in the eardrum.

He was attacked by more suffering than fractures.

"Ouch, my body is hot... I..."

Trembling in pain, Holoro escapes the weight of his luggage as he crawls through the ground. It would have been a detour to lay on your back trying to get your rough breath in order.

From the leaking day - from the sunlight that reflects indiscriminately on every piece of the leaf, too many visible eyes take in so much light that they cannot be processed by the brain.

And it's confusing, unbearable, screaming again and again.

If you continue to be distracted from your photon, it won't last roughly an hour if you're a regular person. By resisting curiosity with manipulation, you will be able to survive half a day for the Chivalry Class, three days for the Advanced Knight Class, and six days for the Hollow.

However, this is only time assuming that manipulation can be perfected.

Clumsy Hololo hasn't mastered such technology yet.

I wonder what's going on with me now, Photon coming out of my body on his own...

Die...... keep it up, I haven't even done my training yet, but here it is...

Where did Instructor John go... maybe the instructor too... why did this happen...

Flirted by an unfettered body, stuffy with suffering in a cage called sensation, it wore off more and more.

Horolo had no idea how much time had passed, whether he was alive or dead. It also kills your energy to stay conscious, why are you in a place like this? Thinking about it was also annoying.

If you cared about John's cheapness, the words crossed the back of your brain on the pretend.

"Choose the sensation you want to use"

Holoro shrugged hard in retrospect.

Speaking of which, surely people are unconsciously via photons, feeling...

Bite off the edge of your lips to forcefully connect your interrupting consciousness.

That was nothing but miscellaneous knowledge without knowing it, but I realized it because I was diligent even in my daily sitting class. At times of need, I could remember.

Everyone was listening, he remembered the most important clues to survive on this occasion.

"Always... don't lose sight of yourself... yes, don't give up"

Don't lose sight of yourself, I mean, you have to know how you are now......

Oh, well, I'm sure he's already started training...

Holoro squeezed his strength and stood up with an unrestrained leg.

"Choose your senses... erase the senses you don't need right now... stop the excessive release of Photon with your maneuvering"