I Don't Need To Log Out

Chapter 92 Abilities

After an extended lesson and rigorous training session, Arlon committed everything Bivol taught him to memory.

Of course, swordsmanship wasn't something to be memorized and Arlon knew this.

He just memorized the patterns he needed to learn so that he could train even when he was alone, especially at night, during weekends, and during the next week's training.

He couldn't tell the others he didn't need to log out.

After the lesson was finished, more than half of the day or more than half of the time players could stay logged in was over.

Instead of stopping there, Arlon found Nova. He needed to learn about warrior abilities now.

The difference between warriors and mages was mana and stamina. While Arlon was a warrior, he had stamina. Now, thanks to the magic vessels, he also had mana.

So, even though Arlon had learned spells, it wasn't the same. Mana was related to the magic vessels and how to stimulate them.

Agema taught in her book how to move mana through the magic vessels, so it was easy for Arlon.

But, with stamina, it was different. Stamina affected the whole body and not a part like magic vessels.

Additionally, stamina had different uses for everything.

For example, Arlon had already solved how to use stamina for footwork and even created movement abilities in the past timeline.

But he couldn't learn how to use stamina for swinging his sword or using sword abilities.

"You're wrong!" Nova declared bluntly after listening to Arlon's explanation. "Stamina has nothing to do with the sword."

Arlon frowned. "What do you mean, unrelated? Then how do you use sword abilities?"

Nova snorted, crossing his massive arms. "What kind of unnecessary question is that? Even a child knows the answer: you swing your sword!"

The simplicity of Nova's answer hit Arlon like a thunderclap.

He had known this wasn't a game for a long time now. But he learned today that he still regarded some things as a game.@@@@

Why did I think stamina was required to "activate" abilities? Arlon wondered.

The answer was obvious. His experience in EVR had conditioned him to think that way.

In games, stamina was a prerequisite—without it, warriors couldn't perform their abilities. But the reality was different.

In the real world, stamina didn't "fuel" abilities in the same way mana did for spells.

Stamina was a measure of physical endurance, something that depleted as one exerted themselves.

But being tired didn't stop someone from swinging a sword or fighting—it simply made it harder.

Sword abilities weren't powered by stamina; they were techniques refined through skill and practice.

So, stamina's role was indirect: it determined how long one could sustain those abilities, not whether they could use them.

Nova's words had stripped away a layer of Arlon's preconceived notions, leaving him with a clearer understanding of what it meant to be a warrior in this world.

"Understood," Arlon said, bowing his head slightly. "Please teach me how to refine my techniques."

Nova grinned. "Now we're getting somewhere."

June and Lei exchanged concerned looks as Carole stammered, "I-I—"

Unable to continue, Lei explained on her behalf, "Her trainer kept cutting his arm over and over for her to heal him without using skills."

The group collectively gasped.

"WHAT?!" Carmen exclaimed, dropping her fork. "That's... brutal!"

"Okay, fine, you win," Zack conceded. "I'll stop complaining."

As Carole calmed down, June spoke next. "I didn't do anything horrifying, but it wasn't exactly fun. I just rotated mana in my magic vessels all day. It's like learning to move a new limb you didn't know you had."

The others nodded sympathetically.

Pierre shared his experience. "I had to swing my sword and hold my shield while my trainer kept bashing me with a mace. My arms are numb!"

Lei added her story. "I also had to swing my sword repeatedly, but my trainer corrected me whenever I made a mistake. At least they didn't let me finish 1,000 wrong swings like Zack's did."

Evan grinned. "Hiding training for me. I spent the day sneaking around and trying not to get caught. My goal is to learn the Sneak ability as soon as possible."

Nyx, sensing the excitement, climbed onto the table and proudly started lifting her dumbbell.

The group erupted in laughter.

"Even Nyx is showing off now!" Zack said, pretending to flex his arms. "I have competition!"

After everyone cooed over Nyx, their attention turned to Arlon.

"So, what about you?" June asked, narrowing her eyes.

"I learned swordsmanship," Arlon said, keeping it brief.

"That's it?" Zack teased. "No traumatic moments? No wild trainer stories? You're holding out on us!"

Arlon shrugged. "I got scolded for swinging my sword like a wild animal, if that counts."

They all laughed, including Arlon.

As the conversation began to wind down, Evan brought up another topic.

"It's been almost a month since we've been here. Our names on the leaderboard are nearly gone. Except for Arlon, of course."

"I checked today too," Zack said, scratching his head. "Even though we don't need to care about it anymore, it's stressful. And we can't even level up—" He stopped mid-sentence, realizing the sensitivity of his words.

Silence fell over the table for a moment. No one knew if anyone on this table would level up ever again by killing Keldars.

"You don't have to worry about it," Arlon said, breaking the tension. "With the new skills you'll gain, your leveling speed will skyrocket."

"But we'll miss out on rewards during this time," Lei pointed out, frowning.

"Huh? Why would you? Oh, you don't know," Arlon said, realizing something. "Training also levels you up"

The entire table erupted.

"WHAT?!"

Even Nyx, sensing the mood, let out a tiny chirp in sync with their outburst.