The Extra's Harem In Dead End Game

Chapter 22: Traning Time [2]

"Stop."

Training was over. I threw down my wooden sword and collapsed onto the ground.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh..."

As I struggled to catch my breath, a phrase appeared before my eyes.

[You have completed the first training of the Turk Swordsman.]

[Swordsmanship proficiency has increased slightly.]

It was a small achievement that alleviated some of the pain from the hard work. The rank itself didn't increase, but as proficiency grows, the character becomes stronger. Because the game has such a wide range of ratings, it's not noticeable at first. But if you keep raising it, your level will eventually go up.

Now that I could see some results, I felt a small surge of strength that I hadn't had before. Suddenly, as I sat up, I noticed a strange expression in Turk's eyes. But I didn't dwell on it and staggered toward the door. My next schedule was tight.

"Thank you for your hard work. Okay."

"Have a nice day."

Leaving his greeting behind, I went out.

* * *

Turk, now alone, had a pensive look on his face. He muttered to himself, "That's unexpected."

He hadn't thought he would last through the first day of training.

His physical condition was so poor.

However, the reason they pushed them through intense training from day one was to test their mental strength. The results were beyond imagination.

Despite being physically at his limit, he had held out much longer than expected.

Turk finished the training, thinking it would be too dangerous to continue, but he could have probably endured more.

"... Maybe this time it really will be different."

There were many students who were physically superior to him.

However, none of them had properly mastered all eight Imperial swordsmanship styles.

It wasn't because they lacked physical ability but because they lacked mental strength. That's why they couldn't endure the tough training until the end.

But this time, it's different.

While he may lack physical ability, his mental strength was above Turk's standards.

It would take time to build his body, but if it's like this, he might eventually master his own sword properly.

"...No."

Turk shook his head.

Ignoring her reaction, I brought the piece of meat to my mouth and took a long bite.

Munch, munch. Gulp.

"Hmm, it's delicious."

An honest impression.

I didn't know what kind of meat it was, but it tasted similar to pork.

It seemed like it was just lightly salted, but maybe because I was hungry, it had this sweet taste. I naturally reached out to have another bite.

At that moment, "This thief!"

Hiresia glared at me and grumbled.

I said calmly, "Isn't that too harsh, senior? We're students from the same school, so we should share the good things."

"Hey, I caught this! If you want to eat it, then catch it and eat it!"

"I wish I could, but I don't have the ability to catch it. So, I wish you would hurry up and teach me archery."

"Oh my, is there such a shameless person!"

She was on the verge of exploding. Feeling seriously threatened, I raised one hand in a gesture of reconciliation.

Because life is precious.

"Just a minute, calm down. Calm down."

"What? Seriously? Calm down?"

"Wait, wait! Don't clench your fists! Talk, talk, let's talk!"

For the sake of my precious life, I continued speaking hurriedly.

"That's what you say. I'm not going to eat senior's meat with my bare mouth. Max, I'm not that kind of trash. I'm just a person who knows shame."

I calmed her down by saying something that anyone who knew me, even a little, would say would make even a passing dog laugh.

Luckily, she didn't know me very well. So maybe it will work...

"Shame? Shameless?"

But she still glared at me with those fierce, raised eyes. It was as if she was going to hit me, without any exaggeration.

That was when a phrase suddenly appeared before my eyes.

[A surprise quest has occurred.]

[-You have committed the atrocity of daring to steal and eat meat that the high elf, who loves meat the most in the world, has hunted herself. The high elf is extremely angry at your atrocity. If you do not appease her anger immediately, your safety cannot be guaranteed.]

"..."