Yamato Mikoto had a basic understanding of Keare's identity; he was definitely not a member of those powerful Familia.
After all, in Orario,
Familia members getting too close to other gods would cause quite a bit of trouble, let alone helping to hone martial arts.
The Familia he belonged to was definitely not strong.
In that case, it would be even more impossible for them to have Recovery-type support members. Could it be that he was popping panaceas every day?
Miss Ming really couldn't figure it out. She carefully observed Keare.
His breathing was steady, his spirits were high, and his steps were agile and movements natural, completely unlike someone who had undergone real combat training yesterday.
"Can your body really handle it?"
"Of course."
Keare smiled brightly and didn't reveal 'Recovery' due to Hestia and Takemikazuchi's relationship.
It was also simple to take a shortcut using the Imitation skill.
Accompanying Yamato Mikoto to explore the Dungeon, providing treatment after she was injured, and then imitating her combat techniques.
But this kind of shortcut could easily be exposed through combat details.
In any case, doubling his self-improvement through continuous real combat training could also increase his ability values before exploring the Dungeon.
"Compared to the pain in my body, improving my combat techniques is the most important thing, so I can explore the Dungeon sooner."
"No problem."
She didn't feel like it was wasting time; real combat training was also beneficial for Miss Ming. She used a sash to tighten her loose kimono.
To avoid it affecting her performance during real combat.
But her actions undoubtedly outlined her perfect figure, getting all preparations ready.
"Then let's begin."
The girl did not continue last night's style. She held her sword with both hands in a defensive stance, her dark eyes as still as an ancient well.
Pure defense was only effective in duels between Adventurers. After hearing Keare's goal was Dungeon exploration,
Miss Ming suddenly changed her mind:
"Don't hold back, use all your means to attack me."
"Then I'll make a fool of myself."
The situation reversed. Keare gripped the training wooden sword in his hand, adjusted his breathing frequency, and cleared the distracting thoughts from his eyes.
He carefully observed Miss Ming's defensive stance.
Taking a lunge forward, the explosive power from his leg muscles made him sprint rapidly towards the girl's direction.
He tentatively swung his sword in a side slash, targeting Miss Ming's weakly defended left arm.
A brief whoosh sounded, and Keare's first attack did not hit the target. Instead, there was a crisp clang.
"Bang!"
"Your speed is too slow."
The girl casually raised her wooden sword, easily blocking the attack. She instinctively counterattacked, taking advantage of the opening.
However, she didn't expect Keare's movements to be extremely fast.
After the failed probe, he began to use the wooden sword for defense, skillfully deflecting her full-force slashes with force redirection.
The attack was completely blocked.
Miss Ming's eyes flashed with surprise. Compared to last night's real combat training, his technique had clearly improved.
"This guy..."
"His technique is improving so fast?!"
Putting aside the idea of going easy, her eyes gradually became serious. She continued her fast, accurate, and ruthless combat style, constantly launching attacks.
Keare's solid sword-fighting foundation also played a role at this time.
From an outsider's perspective, the combat scene was undoubtedly Yamato Mikoto's crushing victory, with no room for counterattack.
But as the person involved,
Miss Ming could most directly feel Keare's improvement in real combat techniques.
During last night's real combat training, half of her attacks could still accurately hit the brown-haired boy in front of her.
Now the situation was completely different. Even with suppression in speed and technique, he could still block most of the attacks.
This was clearly an improvement in real combat techniques.
Crucially,
Through Keare's increasingly skilled movements, she made a terrifying discovery:
"He seems to be..."
"...gradually adapting to this intensity of combat?!"
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A true master must always maintain the heart of an apprentice.
Moreover, Keare was still just a beginner. Through the Imitation and review of last night's real combat training,
He could already find ways to counter the same moves.
Although he tried his best, he still couldn't launch a substantial counterattack against Yamato Mikoto, but his technique improved very significantly.
The intuitive feeling was that the probability of being hit decreased.
This high-intensity real combat training consumed physical energy very quickly, not to mention the scorching sun overhead.
His clothes were quickly drenched in sweat.
He had forgotten how much time had passed. When his physical energy was exhausted, he would take a short rest, and then immediately continue fighting.
And the side effects of high-intensity sword sparring
Were severely sore muscles in his arms, and countless unavoidable minor injuries on his body.
Keare slumped to the ground, panting heavily.
He looked at the girl not far in front of him, whose physical energy was also severely depleted and whose temples were wet with sweat.
He really wanted to continue the challenge, but the hunger from his body was very strong.
"How about..."
Keare smiled heartily, proposing with the idea of milking the sheep until it was bald: "After eating and resting, shall we continue?"
"..."
Was that even human language?
Yamato Mikoto's mouth kept twitching, but she didn't feel annoyed. She was upright and spoke frankly:
"I actually regret agreeing to you last night."
"Really, when I explore the Dungeon with my Familia members, the combat intensity isn't as high as training with you!"
"Is that... a compliment?"
Keare could hear the girl's indignation in her tone, but from a slightly different perspective, as a novice Adventurer,
Being able to receive such a evaluate from Miss Ming, who was Lv2, wasn't that a kind of persistence?
He said sincerely: "Thank you, Miss Ming. As a token of my gratitude... how about we find a restaurant and have lunch together?"
"..."
"I'd be doing myself a disservice if I didn't eat!"
The girl nodded vigorously, but when she saw Keare's smiling gaze, her deliberately serious demeanor almost broke.
At least this guy knew to treat her to a meal!
But the sticky feeling on her body from the high-intensity real combat training made Miss Ming frown slightly. She suggested: "It's still quite early."
"How about we meet at the restaurant later?"
"As you wish."
Keare shrugged. Of course, the lady's opinion came first in this regard, and besides, he had to deal with his injuries first.
Eating with his current physical condition wouldn't be enjoyable.
Back at the abandoned church, he was already quite skilled in using Recovery magic, restoring his body to its initial state.
He imitated and absorbed the combat experience he had gained.
Keare found this special feeling difficult to describe specifically, but he was certain that in terms of real combat techniques,
Compared to himself this morning, there was a clear improvement!
After a quick wash, to avoid keeping Yamato Mikoto waiting, Keare strode out, heading resolutely towards the agreed restaurant.
"At this rate..."
"Tomorrow, I should be able to explore the Dungeon."