Chapter 451 - Training and Guides
It seemed I was not allowed to leave.
Reina stood and gestured for me to follow her. She led me to a door at the back of the room. As she opened it, I felt a surge of mana, more concentrated and powerful than anything I had sensed before.
"Follow me," she said, her voice steady.
I followed her through the door, and as we stepped through, the environment changed drastically. The room opened up into a vast, cavernous space. The air was thick with mana, and the atmosphere felt almost electric. It was as if we had stepped into a different dimension altogether, one closer to the core of the entire realm.
The walls of the cavern were lined with intricate runes and glyphs that pulsed with a faint, otherworldly light. The ground beneath us was smooth, almost glass-like, reflecting the shimmering patterns from above. The entire place radiated power, and I could feel the energy coursing through my body.
Reina turned to face me, her eyes glinting with a mix of authority and curiosity. "What do you know about your eyes, Astron?"
I took a deep breath, steadying myself against the overwhelming presence of mana. "I know that my eyes give me heightened perception and observation abilities. They allow me to see things others can't and to analyze and process information at an accelerated rate. They've been instrumental in my combat and investigative skills."
Reina nodded, her expression thoughtful. "That's a good start, but there's much more to it. Your eyes are not just tools for observation. They are connected to the very fabric of reality, capable of perceiving the underlying structures of mana and energy. With proper training, you can unlock abilities far beyond what you currently possess."
Her words resonated deeply, and I felt a sense of anticipation building within me. "What kind of abilities are we talking about?"
"Kind of abilities that are endlessly potential. Reina smiled slightly. "But for starters, though, we will not be focusing on the new things. We are going to train your basics."
The moment she said that I knew what she meant. From the moment that I was reawakened, or my soul merged, I was able to use [Perceptive Insight]. At first, I thought it was something that helped me observe things at a faster rate and copy those.
But then I realized there was many more things that this trait was capable of, especially how it helped me understand the concepts that were hard to understand.
However, aside from all those, there was one thing: this trait was somehow different.
'It can evolve.'
A trait that shows that it is a stagnant ability, yet at the same time, it is a trait that can evolve. That was basically something that was unique and was something that was against the very basic concept of the status window.
Reina's eyes bore into mine, her expression intense. "What do you think are the most important basics of this ability? And do you believe this ability has any downsides?"
I took a moment to gather my thoughts. "The most important basics would be understanding and control. It's not just about observing but about interpreting and acting on what you see. The ability to process and analyze information quickly is crucial, but so is the discipline to use that information effectively."
Reina nodded, her eyes never leaving mine. "And the downsides?"
I hesitated. "The downsides... It can be overwhelming. The constant influx of information can be distracting, even debilitating, if not managed properly. There's also the risk of becoming too reliant on it, potentially overlooking simpler, more intuitive ways of understanding and reacting to situations."
"Good," Reina said, her tone approving. "You've grasped the fundamental aspects well. Now, let's delve deeper. Your ability to see and understand is just the beginning. You need to learn how to filter and prioritize the information, how to focus on what's essential, and block out the rest. This will be crucial in high-pressure situations where your senses could be overloaded."
She began to move, her steps fluid and deliberate, leading me to a series of concentric circles etched into the floor. Each circle was inscribed with intricate runes that pulsed with a soft, rhythmic light.
"This training ground is designed to enhance and refine your perceptive abilities. Stand in the center," she instructed.
I moved to the center of the circles, feeling the mana in the room intensified. The runes glowed brighter, and the air around me seemed to hum with energy.
"Now," Reina said, her voice steady, "focus on the runes. Use your ability to perceive their structure and their flow of mana. Tell me what you see."
I closed my eyes for a moment, centering myself. When I opened them, I let my [Perceptive Insight] take over, honing in on the runes. They were more than just symbols; they were conduits for mana, each one intricately linked to the others, creating a complex network of energy.
"The runes are connected in a lattice," I began, my voice steady. "Each one channels mana to the next, creating a continuous flow of energy. The patterns are precise and designed to maximize the efficiency of mana transfer. There are variations in the intensity of the glow, indicating different levels of mana being channeled through each rune."
Reina nodded, her expression unreadable. "Good. Now, filter out the unnecessary details. Focus on the primary flow of mana. What is its purpose?"
I narrowed my focus, blocking out the peripheral details.
For the first time, I thought of doing such a thing. During all the times that I had used [Perceptive Insight], I had never thought of doing something like filtering.
The primary flow of mana was a current running through the central runes, converging at the very center where I stood.
"It's a stabilizing force," I said. "The mana converges here to create a balanced, controlled environment. It ensures that the energy in this space remains stable, allowing for precise manipulation and control."
Reina's eyes gleamed with approval. "Excellent. You're beginning to understand. Now, let's push it further. Try to interact with the flow. See if you can influence it without disrupting the balance."
I took a deep breath, extending my senses further into the flow of mana. I focused on a single point where the currents converged, willing the energy to shift slightly.
I released my mana from my body and then controlled it as a thread to work with the flow of mana.
It was a delicate process, requiring both precision and restraint. Mana responded, but not as I had hoped. Instead of flowing smoothly with the current, it seemed to resist my influence, almost as if it were rejecting my interference.
'What's going on?' I thought, narrowing my focus even more. The mana threads I had extended wavered, struggling against the existing flow. It felt like trying to force two mismatched pieces together; the fit was wrong, and the entire structure seemed to strain under the pressure.
Reina watched closely, her eyes sharp and analytical. "You're forcing it," she said. "Mana is not just energy; it has its own rhythm, its own way of moving. You need to attune yourself to it, to become a part of its flow rather than an external force trying to bend it to your will."
I nodded, absorbing her words. Attuning myself to the flow of mana meant more than just seeing it; I needed to understand its essence, its natural state. I closed my eyes again, reaching out with my senses, not to control, but to harmonize.
Breathing deeply, I let go of my previous attempt and focused on the feel of the mana around me. I imagined myself as part of the flow, not separate from it. Slowly, I extended my mana again, this time not as a forceful thread but as a gentle touch, seeking to merge with the existing currents.
The resistance I had felt before began to ease. My mana started to weave into the flow, not disrupting it but complementing it. It was a subtle difference, but it made all the difference. The currents of mana accepted my presence, and I felt a sense of unity, a balanced connection.
"Better," Reina said, her voice softer now. "You're starting to understand. Mana is a living force, and you must work with it, not against it. This harmony is the foundation of all higher-level techniques."
I opened my eyes, seeing the runes glowing steadily. The mana flowed smoothly, and my influence is now part of the greater whole.
'Wow…..'
I was really impressed seeing that, but there was a question in my head.
"Now you might be wondering, why did we focus on your mana control while I had said that I would be training you for your Eye abilities?"
I nodded, my curiosity piqued. This was exactly what I had been questioning. Reina smiled, hearing my unspoken thoughts. "Good."
With a flick of her hand, something in her eyes changed. They shimmered, and an intricate logo appeared, glowing faintly with a mystical light. It was a circular emblem with a central symbol resembling an eye, representing hidden knowledge and vigilance. Surrounding the eye was an ornate pattern of intertwining lines and runes, symbolizing the interconnectedness and secrecy of the organization.
The outer edge of the circle was adorned with ancient script, glowing faintly, hinting at the magical nature of the emblem. In the center of the eye, a small, glowing gemstone shimmered with changing colors, adding an element of enchantment.
The moment her eyes transformed, I felt a flux of information rushing towards me. It was overwhelming, a torrent of data that threatened to engulf my mind. Quickly, I created an anchor within my consciousness, grounding myself and preventing my thoughts from drifting apart. The experience was intense, but I managed to maintain my focus without losing myself in the process.
After a second, Reina's eyes closed, and the intense flow of information ceased.
She raised her index finger, and from the tip of her finger, a small thread of mana rose. It was a delicate, shimmering strand, pulsing with the same harmonious energy I had just learned to attune to.
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These sounds continued to come forward.
"Do you see this?" Reina asked, her voice calm and steady. "This is the mana that the organization uses to communicate around the world and to another dimension. Psions attributed by an [Authority]."
I watched the thread of mana, fascinated by its delicate beauty.
I watched the thread of mana, fascinated by its delicate beauty. It pulsed with a harmonious rhythm, almost as if it were alive.
"When you are able to influence the external mana flux, it means you will also be able to read it," Reina continued. "And reading it means deciphering it."
She let the words sink in before she elaborated, "Yes, it is another way of obtaining information, and maybe the best way to. Even the brain has a flux of mana inside it. This skill allows you to perceive the underlying structures and patterns in everything, including thoughts and emotions. The brain's activity, after all, is just another form of mana flow."
What she implied was clear.
If I was able to master this technique….I would even be able to read the thoughts of other people.
"This is why we will be focusing on two things for the time being. Filtering. Assimilation."
Chapter 452 - Training and Guides (2)
"This is why we will be focusing on two things for the time being. Filtering and Assimilation."
I nodded, understanding the importance of what she was saying. This training was not just about controlling mana but about mastering the way that it was manipulated so that I could use it as an extension of my eyes.
In fact, even now, I am pretty sure that my mana control levels are a lot better than many people here, but what I lack is experience in this precise way of manipulating mana.
"For the next six hours," Reina continued, "you will stay in this room and practice. Your objective is to influence the flow of mana and decipher the message contained within this thread."
She left the thread of mana hovering in the air, its delicate strands pulsing with energy. "Normally, mana psions dissipate after a certain period. However, because this location is a special place within the dimension, the thread will remain stable for more than nine hours. Use this time wisely."
I watched as Reina stepped back, her eyes observing me closely. "Remember, this is a test of both your control and your ability to understand the deeper currents of mana. Take your time, focus, and don't rush. Master the flow."
With that, she left the room, leaving me alone with the shimmering thread of mana. The atmosphere in the room was charged with energy, and I could feel the weight of the task ahead of me.
With that, she left the room, leaving me alone with the shimmering thread of mana. The atmosphere in the room was charged with energy, and I could feel the weight of the task ahead of me.
Taking a deep breath, I sat down and began to focus.
The first step was filtering. I needed to isolate the thread of mana from the surrounding energy and understand its unique flow. Closing my eyes, I extended my senses, reaching out to the thread.
The process was slow and meticulous. I could feel the external mana flux around me, and I carefully started to filter out the unnecessary noise. It was like tuning a radio to a specific frequency, blocking out the static and focusing on the clear signal.
As I filtered out the surrounding mana, the thread's pulsing rhythm became more pronounced. It was a delicate balance, maintaining harmony with the external flux while isolating the specific flow of the thread. It required intense concentration and precision, but gradually, I could feel the thread's unique energy standing out.
Next was assimilation. I needed to merge my mana with the thread, not just to influence it but to become part of its flow. This was a more complex task, requiring me to harmonize with the thread's rhythm and integrate my energy seamlessly.
And I also needed to do this while keeping the filter on in my head. In a way, that was something that required me to multi-task, which was a taxing thing on its own.
Multi-tasking itself is not a problem unless you are doing some actions that are in contrast to each other.
"Huff…."
I took a deep breath, steadying my mind for the challenge ahead. Multitasking efficiently while keeping the filter on was crucial. This meant I had to maintain a delicate balance between two distinct tasks, ensuring that neither interfered with the other.
'Start with the basics,' I thought. I closed my eyes again and focused on the filter, keeping it active in the back of my mind. The goal was to make this process as natural as breathing. I needed to isolate the thread's unique flow while also preparing to merge my mana with it.
The initial moments were challenging. The filter required constant attention to block out the extraneous mana, but I needed to ensure it didn't consume all my mental resources.
I let the filter become a background process, something my mind could maintain without direct intervention.
Gradually, I felt more comfortable with the filter running passively. It was like a second layer of awareness, constantly sifting through the mana around me. With the filter stable, I turned my focus to the assimilation process.
I extended a small strand of my mana, allowing it to flow towards the thread. The initial resistance was still there, but I remained patient. I kept the filter active in the back of my mind, ensuring that the external mana flux didn't disrupt my connection with the thread.
The key was to be gentle, to let my mana flow naturally without forcing it. The thread's rhythm was delicate, and I had to match its pace. Slowly, I began to weave my mana into the thread, becoming part of its flow.
The process required intense concentration and precision. I maintained the filter while synchronizing my energy with the thread's rhythm. It was a dance of sorts, a careful balance between two tasks that demanded my full attention.
As my mana began to merge with the thread, the resistance eased. The thread accepted my presence, and I could feel a connection forming. I kept the filter active, ensuring that the external mana flux didn't interfere with the delicate process.
With each passing moment, I became more attuned to the thread's flow. The whispers of information grew clearer, and I could start to decipher the message within. The thread's unique energy resonated with mine, creating a harmonious connection.
Time seemed to blur as I continued the process. The room around me faded into the background, and all that mattered was the flow of mana. The filter remained active, sifting through the extraneous energy while I focused on the thread.
At that moment, I knew.
I was in the flow state.
After what felt like an eternity, I felt something clicking in my head. As if the taps of the barrage were open, I felt like the information started flowing right into my head.
It was a weird feeling, something that I was feeling for the first time. When Reina had used her eye and started an influx of information that moved like a wave of tsunami overwhelming me, this time it was as if I was drinking on a small rivulet that I had made on my own.
The analogy was clear in my mind. Finding the right frequency of the psions was like tuning a radio to the correct station. The moment I found the right frequency, the data hidden within the psions became accessible. But without a computer interface or screen to show me the exact frequency of my own mana, I had to rely on something else—how it 'felt.'
This process was akin to a safecracker trying to find the correct rotation by listening to the subtle sounds the mechanism made. Every slight adjustment, every fine-tuning, was based on the sensations and feedback I received from the mana. It required an acute sensitivity, a heightened awareness of the intricate dance of energies.
As I delved deeper into the thread, I realized that the feeling I needed to grasp was one of resonance. When my mana resonated perfectly with the thread, it created a harmonic vibration, a seamless flow where my energy and the external psions became one. It was a delicate balance, a precise alignment that unlocked the hidden information.
With this newfound understanding, I continued to experiment, adjusting the flow of my mana, seeking that perfect resonance. Even though I had already deciphered the information, mastering this feeling was a lot more important and was my main focus.
While the message that Reina had left was deciphered, there were many more small threads of mana that were scattered around this place.
Thus I used them as a practice.
Each time I got closer, the information became clearer and more coherent. It was a meticulous process, requiring patience and an unwavering focus.
However, after finding myself successful at deciphering what Reina left for me, I was not able to decipher any other message at all.
None of them seemed to resonate with me.
No, it was as if
'It is even hard to sense them or filter them.'
Why did this happen? After checking it without looking to decipher, I found out that the mana that was being used in those threads was of a higher rank, and the formation was a lot more complex.
What did this imply?
It implied one thing.
Even if I was able to master my eyes and was able to sense the mana to some extent, I was still bound by the ranks of my own magical power and mana capacity.
The realization struck me with clarity. If my mana wasn't at the same level as the threads I was trying to connect with, it was no wonder I couldn't decipher them. I nodded, acknowledging this limitation. It made perfect sense. Using my own mana to connect to the threads meant that if the connector didn't match the receptor or the target, the goal couldn't be achieved.
As I reflected on this, I decided to take a break and check out the message Reina had left for me. I opened the package and let the influx of information flow into my mind.
Reina's voice echoed in my thoughts, calm and instructive. "The psions attributed by [Authority] are classified into seven ranks. These ranks determine the complexity and power required to access and manipulate them. What you have just deciphered is classified as the first rank, which can be accessed by those with a magic power of at least rank 3."
I absorbed the information, realizing the significance of what I had achieved. Reina continued, "Since you are able to see and manipulate this rank-1 psion, it means you can now affect the flow of mana at rank 3. This is an important milestone in your training."
The message elaborated further, detailing the next steps in my training. "From now on, your assignments will be to come here at the hours I will send to you and practice speeding up this process. The goal is to reach a point where you can achieve this resonance and deciphering in the blink of an eye."
Understanding the importance of this, I decided to stop for the day, feeling the mental and physical exhaustion from the intense session. But I also felt a sense of accomplishment. Progress had been made, and the foundation for my future training was solid.
Chapter 453 - Training and Guides (3)
Returning to my room after the training session, I felt a wave of exhaustion wash over me. The mental strain of the exercises, combined with the intense focus required, had taken its toll. I closed the door behind me and walked over to my bed, sitting down heavily.
I had been training and studying for a long while in the academy, but I had never felt such exhaustion before. Even with my own talents, learning such a thing seemed to be taking its toll on me.
For a while, I just sat there, my mind buzzing with thoughts. The training with Reina had been enlightening, pushing me to understand my abilities on a deeper level.
At the same time, I thought about Dakota.
'Isn't the usual procedure would be contacting your disciple in one way or another? Is she busy or what?'
I had expected Dakota to contact me, perhaps to discuss my performance or to schedule further training sessions. But there had been no word from her as if she deemed there was no reason to reach out.
Was she testing me in some way? Or perhaps she had other priorities that demanded her attention? I couldn't be sure, not that I could do anything about it.
'Now, let's see. Dakota mentioned that my smartwatch's functions would be elevated.'
With nothing else pressing to do, I decided to explore the new functions of the smartwatch the organization had provided. The device had vibrated earlier, indicating an update, and I was curious to see what additional capabilities it now offered.
I activated the smartwatch and navigated through the menu. The interface was sleek and user-friendly, a testament to the advanced technology the organization possessed. I noticed several new icons and options that hadn't been there before.
First, I checked the training schedule. As expected, nothing was shown there, as Dakota already said that I would be having this around night. Therefore, I did not pay much attention to it. But from the design, it seems the training here is also not that easy, just like it will be in the academy from now on.
Next, I explored the communication functions. The smartwatch had an encrypted messaging system, allowing for secure communication with other members of the organization.
There were also options for video calls and voice messages, though it is not like they are advanced or anything.
I found a new section labeled "Resource Access." Curious, I opened it and discovered a vast library of information at my fingertips.
There were documents, research papers, and training manuals on a wide range of topics, from
But there was a catch there.
'As expected. Nothing in this world is free.'
If you want something from someone, you need to show them something that is useful. That is the basic requirement of this world: transactions.
The smartwatch had a section dedicated to a currency system. The organization operated with its own internal currency, known as [Arcanum Credits]. These credits were awarded for various activities: completing missions, contributing to the organization outside of assigned missions, or achieving notable accomplishments as a trainee.
Curious about my current balance, I navigated to the currency section. To my surprise, I found a decent amount of Arcanum Credits already at my disposal. The reason was immediately apparent—a note indicated that I had been awarded credits for achieving the first rank in the examination.
'Interesting,' I thought. 'So, they're not just about training and missions. There's a whole economy within the organization.'
With these credits, I could access more advanced resources, purchase special equipment, or even secure private training sessions with experts. It was a clever system, encouraging members to excel and contribute in various ways.
I decided to explore the Resource Access section further. The documents and training manuals were categorized by difficulty and specialization. Basic resources were free, but more advanced materials required Arcanum Credits.
I browsed through the options, noting the various topics available. There were detailed guides on combat techniques, magical theory, and strategic planning. Each document had a brief description and a price in credits.
'To think that they have such access to the information that is hidden in the Valerian Government. The fact that such a thing can exist is insane.'
It was very hard for me not to get aggravated as even the best hacker organization in the world, [Horde], would not be able to access these documents. That meant the rogation ran deep in the government.
I scrolled through the list, considering my options. The combat techniques section was particularly interesting. There were advanced [Art Manuals] on close-quarters combat, long-range tactics, and even specialized weapon training.
Given my [Weapon Master] class, these resources could be incredibly valuable.
As I explored, I kept an eye on my balance.
It showed that I had 500 Arcanum Credits. I wasn't sure how far these credits would go, so I decided to check the prices of various resources.
Combat Techniques:
Basic Close-Quarters Combat Guide: 50 CreditsIntermediate Swordplay Manual: 150 CreditsAdvanced Dagger Techniques: 300 CreditsLong-Range Tactics for Bow Users: 200 CreditsMastery of Mixed Weapons: 500 Credits
Magical Theory:
Fundamentals of Mana Control: 100 Credits
Advanced Elemental Manipulation: 250 Credits
Theories of Arcane Constructs: 400 Credits
Special Equipment:
Enhanced Training Gear: 100 Credits
Advanced Combat Armor: 400 Credits
Custom Weapon Modifications: 300 Credits
'The prices vary quite a bit,' I thought, calculating how best to use my credits. From how things looked, the more advanced a knowledge was, the higher the price would be. There were even many other books and manuals that I had no access to. It seemed, being a trainee, you were limited by the authority to some extent.
Of course, from the sessions part and the structure of this place, I knew that the trainees here would already be taught many things just like we were educated in the academy.
There were most likely combat teachers of each weapon, some specialized professionals for magic and mana control, stealth, and many other things.
Therefore, aside from the combat techniques that one would get from here, there would already be many things that would be taught by the instructors here.
'For the time being, there is no need for me to look for special combat techniques. My own weapon art is already hard enough to master.'
Aside from this, I looked at the ranks. Just like every other place in the world, this place also has its own hierarchy.
The ranking system was clearly laid out:
Initiate
Adept
Guardian
Warden
Sentinel
Archon
The One
I remembered that Reina was listed as a Sentinel, the third-highest rank in the organization. This was no surprise, given her extensive knowledge and the authority she wielded.
'So Reina is not only experienced but also holds a significant position of power here,' I thought. It seemed the person who ordered her to vouch for me was Archon.
I also saw my own rank listed as Initiate, which was expected. As a new recruit, I was at the entry-level, with much to learn and prove. The ranking system provided a clear path for advancement, motivating members to strive for higher levels of achievement.
I also saw that there were sub-ranks for each main rank. Just like how Initiate had sub-ranks for each proficiency and test, there were other ranks inside it as well. There were many things that I saw there, and all of them proved how intricate the structure of this place was.
'As expected from a place that is built on secrecy and knowledge.' It made sense for such an organization to put so much importance on this.
From how I had observed things, Dakota seemed to hold respect for Reina, while the trainees respected her a lot.
'She must have been a warden.'
The Sentinels held the utmost authority inside the base, but they were not responsible for its management. They were more like elite operatives, tasked with specific high-level missions and training responsibilities. Their influence extended beyond the base, making them crucial assets in the organization's larger operations.
On the other hand, there was only one Archon for each base. Archons reported directly to 'The One,' the leader of the organization. They held the utmost austerity everywhere and were incredibly powerful. Their presence commanded respect and fear, and their decisions were absolute.
Most of the Adepts were agents scattered around the world, actively participating in missions. They were the backbone of the organization, gathering intelligence, executing covert operations, and maintaining the organization's influence. Guardians, more like captains of the agents, also worked outside frequently and held the authority to command the workforce if necessary.
They ensured the smooth execution of missions and managed field operations, maintaining order and discipline among the Adepts.
Wardens, on the other hand, were those who did not actively work outside. Though if required, they could do so, there was no necessity for them to constantly move around.
'From how it looked, with her past, Dakota must have worked as an adept and then became a Warden after becoming an instructor.'
The hierarchy in the organization was as such, and the higher rank you were, the more Arcanum Credits you would have, most likely. However, there is a high chance that with the authority that one has, there is no need for one to use Arcanum Credits for anything.
After checking how the hierarchy worked and resting for a while, I decided it was time to train more. There was no point in wasting time. The more I trained, the faster I would progress. With renewed determination, I left my room and headed toward a special training area I had noticed earlier.
The halls were mostly empty as I made my way through the facility. Most trainees were likely engaged in their own training sessions or lectures as the time for their training was yet to end. The quiet was a welcome change, allowing me to focus on my goals.
I reached the special training area, a section dedicated to physical conditioning and combat training. The space was equipped with advanced equipment designed to push the limits of strength and endurance. Various machines, weights, and combat dummies were arranged in a meticulously organized manner.
But my goal was the place that was at the end of the day.
Gravity Room.
From now on, I would be training myself here under the gravity.
Chapter 454 - Training and Guides (4)
I reached the end of the hall, where the entrance to the Gravity Room awaited. This was a place designed to push trainees to their physical limits by increasing the gravitational force, simulating extreme conditions to enhance strength and endurance.
I had trained in the Academy's Gravity Room, where I had worked up to enduring 3x gravity. However, this time, I decided to challenge myself further.
Stepping into the Gravity Room, I took a deep breath. The room was sterile and plain, with reinforced walls and a control panel near the entrance. I walked over to the control panel and adjusted the settings, setting it to 4x gravity.
As the gravity increased, I immediately felt the weight pressing down on me. Every movement became more difficult, and the strain on my muscles was intense. But this was exactly what I needed.
I started with basic exercises, pushing my body to adapt, and followed that with the more complex ones. It was a classic routine for me, as I had practiced my body movements under gravity.
As I continued, I integrated combat drills into my routine. Shadowboxing under 4x gravity was a completely different experience.
Every punch and kick required immense effort, and my movements were slower and more deliberate. But this forced me to focus on precision and control, refining my techniques.
Then, as I was in the middle of a particularly grueling set, the door to the Gravity Room opened. I paused, glancing over to see who had entered.
A man stepped inside, his presence commanding attention. He was around 21 or 22, with a chiseled body and a physique that spoke of intense training and discipline. His hair was dark and cut short, framing a face that was both rugged and sharp. His eyes were a striking blue, with a piercing intensity that seemed to see everything at once.
'Military presence, but not a regular fighter. It is a little different.'
He nodded at me, acknowledging my presence before moving to the control panel. With practiced ease, he adjusted the settings, and I watched in surprise as the display showed 15x gravity.
He stepped into the center of the room, and the increased gravity settled over him. His movements remained smooth and controlled, a testament to his strength and experience.
I nodded to myself, thinking about how there were monsters everywhere in this place. But I didn't voice it out. After all, it didn't matter to me. I had my own goals to achieve.
"Huff….Hufff…."
And just like that, I had depleted my whole stamina, reaching the limits of my body. At this point, with the lack of nutrition and other things, I was already feeling my head spinning from everything. My muscles burned, and my breathing was labored.
At this point, it was time to end the training and grab some food.
As I left the Gravity Room and made my way towards the cafeteria, my smartwatch buzzed with a new message. I glanced down to see a message from Lyra.
[Hey Astron! Kael and I are heading to the cafeteria. We're waiting for you. Join us!]
Looking at the message, I realized that the other trainees must have also finished their daily programs and were gathering in the cafeteria.
The cafeteria was bustling with activity. Trainees filled the tables, chatting and laughing, a stark contrast to the solitude of the training rooms. I scanned the room and quickly spotted Lyra and Kael at a table near the center. They waved me over-enthusiastically.
"Hey, Astron!" Lyra called out, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Come sit with us!"
I made my way to their table and sat down, but on one hand, I felt like Lyra was really similar to Julia. Whenever she spoke, it was always like an exclamation mark at the end of it.
Kael gave me a nod of acknowledgment, his usual composed expression softened with a hint of a smile.
"You look like you've been through a lot," Kael remarked, noting my exhausted state.
"Just finished a session in the Gravity Room," I replied, taking a deep breath. "Decided to push it to 4x gravity."
Lyra's eyes widened. "Wow, 4x? That's impressive! How do you feel?"
"Exhausted, but it's worth it," I said. "What about you two? How was your day?"
"We had a pretty standard day," Kael said, leaning back in his chair. "Some combat drills and strategy sessions. Nothing too intense."
Lyra nodded. "Yeah, today wasn't too bad."
"I am pretty curious. What is your routine for the day? How do the things work here?" I decided to ask. Even though I already got a basic grasp of the things, I still wanted to get an overall idea since my training regime had yet to be updated.
Lyra's eyes sparkled with interest at my question. "Well, since you asked, I'll give you a rundown of my routine. As you know, I specialize in illusions, so my main focus is on improving my mana control and refining my illusion techniques."
She leaned forward, her enthusiasm evident. "Every morning, I start with a session of mana control training under Instructor Lysara. She's amazing—really strict, but she knows her stuff. A lot of trainees are in those sessions, not just me. We're all working on controlling our mana flow, enhancing precision, and extending our mana reserves. It's intense but incredibly rewarding."
Kael nodded in agreement. "Instructor Lysara's sessions are tough but essential. Even those of us who don't specialize in magic benefit from her training."
Lyra continued, "After the mana control session, I have specific training scenarios designed to improve my illusions in team settings. These exercises are meant to enhance my ability to create believable and effective illusions during combat or reconnaissance missions.
We work on creating distractions, misleading enemies, and providing support to our team members through visual and auditory illusions."
She paused to take a bite of her food before going on, "In the afternoon, I focus on physical training. It's not my main focus, but it's still important. I work on my agility, stamina, and basic combat skills. This part of my training is kept brief but intense to ensure I can keep up physically if needed."
Kael chimed in, "My routine is a bit different. My abilities are more physical and combat-oriented. I start my day with strength and conditioning training, focusing on enhancing my physical power and endurance. This is followed by combat drills where I practice different martial arts and weapon techniques under various instructors."
He leaned back, thoughtful. "In the afternoons, I participate in tactical strategy sessions. These are designed to improve our decision-making and leadership skills. We're given hypothetical missions and have to plan and execute strategies, often with unexpected obstacles thrown in to keep us on our toes."
Lyra nodded. "Yeah, Kael's training is more rigorous in terms of physical combat. He's a powerhouse on the battlefield."
Kael smiled slightly at the compliment. "We also have regular sparring sessions, both one-on-one and team-based. It helps to hone our skills in real-time scenarios and understand each other's strengths and weaknesses."
Listening to their routines gave me a better understanding of how things worked here. The training was tailored to each individual's abilities, ensuring everyone could maximize their potential.
"Thanks for sharing," I said, appreciating the insights. "It sounds like both of you have intense but rewarding schedules."
Lyra grinned. "It's tough, but we love it. You'll find your own rhythm soon enough. Once your training regime is updated, you'll see how everything fits together. They are really thorough in preparing the trainees for the missions, and the analysis department is always the best. "
"I see." I nodded my head as I understood how things worked in this place. It seemed there were many special trainings for special scenarios.
That made sense. From how it looked, this organization prepared the trainees for more specialized stations contrary to Hunter academies.
For most of the Hunters, the most important thing is being ready for danger whenever the time comes. Gates can open at every moment, or a villain can make an appearance. In a way, Hunter needs to be versatile, while for the organization, it seemed everyone had a role.
After finishing the meal, I returned to my room. The moment I reached it, my smartwatch vibrated, indicating a new message. I opened it and saw that my training regime had been updated.
The schedule displayed was intense:
5 A.M.: Four hours of one-on-one training with Warden Dakota as her official disciple.
9 A.M.: Two-hour break.
11 A.M.: One hour of body acrobatics training.
12 P.M.: Two hours working on developing stealth abilities and mastering the art of erasing presence with Instructor Kennet.
2 P.M.: One-hour lunch break.
3 P.M.: Training with Reina
Seeing the schedule, I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and apprehension. The training was rigorous and demanding, but it was also exactly what I needed to push my limits and improve.
'A whopping four-hour block with Warden Dakota…' I thought, recalling the intensity of our previous encounters. 'This is going to be intense.'
Body acrobatics and stealth training with Instructor Kennet made sense as well, given my need to improve my physical capabilities and stealth techniques.
And ending the day with Reina promised to be enlightening and challenging, especially considering her unique insights and guidance. At the end of the day, developing my eyes was one of the most important things that I needed to do for myself as well.
On the other hand, there was another thing that needed to be addressed.
Each of the lessons would have an objective, and if the objective was confirmed by the instructor, then my schedule would be updated.
This meant I had more chances of improving myself in different manners, depending on how quickly I met the objectives.
'The faster you are, the more resources you are going to access.'
I even suspected that there were certain things that needed to be achieved before I could be sent to the missions.
'And I am going to do exactly that.'
It seemed I had a new goal now. Being able to meet the requirements of being sent to missions in two weeks.
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And the next day, I stood face to face with the woman that had become my master.
"Disciple, you are here.