I kept running inside this weapons hall until I felt extreme fatigue.
I stopped running and placed my palms on my knees as I caught my breath.
In the past two weeks, I continued to train my body muscles.
Push-ups, sit-ups, pull-ups, and various other calisthenic exercises I had done thousands of times.
If I felt that exercising using my own body weight was not enough, I often used artificial weights to lift.
I forced my body to do so every day, so that I could increase my muscle mass.
I was also trying to make some sort of weightlifting device out of furniture, such as tables, chairs, and even the bed in my bedroom.
In the first week, every night, my body would feel extreme pain due to the inhumane portion of the workout.
'Tsk! This damn drunkard's body...'
By the second week, my body had gotten used to it and managed to adapt.
Morning physical exercise, evening meditation, that was my daily routine for the past two weeks.
'Status Window.'
[Name: Kieran Ralstone
- General Status:
Class: -
SubClass: -
Tier: -
Supernatural Pool: -
- Stats:
STR (Strength): 5
SPD (Speed): 5
END (Endurance): 5
VIT (Vitality): 5
INT (Intelligence): 56
- Skills:
Identification (System)
Recalled Memory (Ex)
Omni-Perception (Ex)
Mastery of the Bow (lv. 5).]
"Why is Young Master Kieran smiling so?"
"Maybe he's exercising while drunk? Who knows!"
The soldiers belonging to the Ralstone family castle still seemed to be watching me.
I smiled as I looked at my status window.
I saw that all my stats had reached 5.
To increase the numbers on my stats indicators, I had to train according to the stats indicators I wanted to increase.
The STR stat is for muscle strength and lifting power.
Stat SPD for running speed and reaction.
END stat for physical endurance and stamina.
VIT for body resistance and regeneration.
I used to hope that I would receive points that I could place on the stats of my choice.
Sort of like reward points when leveling up?!
Unfortunately, there was no such thing in this world, so there were no points given to me by the system either.
How strong you are is determined by how high your tier is.
For owners of the Warrior main class, they are divided into several tiers: Beginner > Trainee > Veteran > Master > and Grandmaster.
For those who get the magician main class, they are divided from the 1st class Magician to the 7th class Magician.
1st-3rd class magician (Beginner).
4th - 5th class magician (Intermediate).
6th - 7th class magician (Advanced).
'As I expected, I can't raise my stat any higher.'
As far as I understood, the number 5 on each of my stats was the maximum point limit for ordinary humans.
Some people call it mortal.
In order to be able to have more than 5 points and obtain the power that could crush rocks with my bare hands, I needed to be able to obtain the main class first and reach the Beginner tier.
If I had a supernatural pool like Luna's, maybe I would be able to scratch rocks with my fists even if I hadn't gotten main class yet... 'It reminds me of Luna's fist.'
I almost mentioned that the theories I mentioned earlier were absolute before I finally looked at my INT stats.
'How come my intelligence stat hasn't decreased even though I've regressed?'
Although the points on my stat average were only five, I was confident enough to be able to beat adults.
The good news that I had was enough until then.
There was one piece of bad news that weighed heavily on my mind.
'As I suspected. Two weeks is not enough time to fix my supernatural pool.'
The supernatural pool section in my status window was still empty.
'Can't I get plot armor for regressing?'
As I was lamenting my fate, several soldiers suddenly came up to me. The leader of the soldiers was the soldier who had said that he had finished his leave.
'I thought that I wouldn't get this kind of cliché scene.'
After two weeks had passed safely, who would have thought that today I would face the clichéd scene that I had read so much about in novels.
"I heard that you often come to this weapons hall during my absence, Young Master."
"What do you want to say?"
"I mean, how about we spar? There's no way you're scared, right? You must be curious how much you've improved over the past two weeks, after all."
He said while shrugging his shoulders as if he really thought I was a joke.
In the past two weeks, even though many of the soldiers often taunted me from afar, they realized who they were, so they didn't dare to mess with their master's son directly.
Who knows that there were some soldiers who dared to show their fangs after one of them finished his leave.
"Do you dare to provoke me into taking the heart of the Ralstone family's future heir apparent?"
"That's impossible. We just feel very concerned about you."
"Alright." I agreed to their proposal, and they all immediately smiled slyly. They, whose names I didn't want to know, had a look as if they were ready to make me kneel before them.
"Please decide what you want to spar. A sword fight? Hand-to-hand? I'm ready for anything."
"In that case, how about we do some archery?"
I smiled at my suggestion.
All the soldiers owned by the Ralstone family had already gotten their main classes, where almost all of them were warriors.
If I accepted their invitation to spar fairly, there was certainly a possibility that I would lose miserably.
The only area where I was confident I could beat them was in archery.
I walked to the corner of the weapons hall to pick up a bow and arrow.
The walls of the weapons hall were lined with heavy wooden shelves and iron stands where swords, spears, axes, and shields were neatly lined up.
There were also old weapons that were no longer in use hanging as trophies.
In addition to the sword training arena with a stone floor covered with thick straw to withstand impact, which was in the center of the weapons hall, there was also a large space on the other side of the sword training arena.
That spacious place was the archery field. At the end of the archery field were scarecrows mounted on wooden poles of various sizes, some high, some low, some close to the distance of shooting arrows, and some far away.
"Do you want to hear my proposal?" I asked.
"What do you mean?"
"Let's give a touch of life and death to the game we're about to play!"
Grin!
I suggested with an innocent smile, but I could not hide my smirk.