Became an Academy Spearman - Chapter 636



636. Boundaries of the unconscious

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Time passed very slowly.

Midnight. After midnight, dawn arrived, and after that, morning came as if it was natural.

And until then I couldn’t sleep. No, I didn’t really think about it. As I calmed down the fever in my body and calmed my mind, my mind became clearer than before.

It wasn’t something I could sleep on.

Crash.

As I headed to the Grand Colosseum, even skipping breakfast, I moved my body as if possessed.

I felt like something was going to happen. I realized for myself that what I do with this mental state now is definitely different from before.

“… … .”

I took a deep breath and took out the spear on my back.

As the cold touch of Changsin awakened my mind again, I felt it clearly.

‘It’s different from yesterday.’

There was something different about my mindset and even the feeling of holding the spear like this.

A space without anyone.

While holding the spear, I quietly looked into space.

I didn’t try to move or do anything right away. Rather than starting the training, I thought about my thoughts for a moment.

… … … … .

It was quiet.

Deep silence. There was no longer a burning fire in my heart. There is no bitterness or hatred toward the apostle that was constantly building up.

Therefore, it was extremely transparent.

My mind was more transparent than ever, as if I was looking at the surface of a lake with a clear view of the water. In some ways, it felt like time had solved the problem.

The moment I was confident that I could overcome Yuste’s influence.

Last night and until this morning, I silently endured the passage of time. I accepted it with a clear awareness of how time passes.

The result was this.

Calm mind.

“… … “Good.”

Even as he opened his mouth quietly, he finally lifted the spear he was holding.

Even as the red spear filled his field of vision, his movements were extremely natural.

As always, the spear could be considered a part of my body.

And the spear he was holding now was like something more. A huge energizing medium that will make my body lighter.

Sreuk!

Naturally, I took a step back with my left foot, lowered my waist slightly, and gently pulled my right hand holding the spear back.

One move.

This was an action I repeated countless times yesterday, for hours on end.

As much as I felt it was unnatural, I swung the spear repeatedly hundreds of times, or close to four figures, yesterday alone, until the movement felt natural.

And today was the first time.

When I made this pose for the first time, all I felt was calm.

‘Better than yesterday.’

There are definitely results in mastering the movements. Above all, there is not even the slightest delusion in my mind.

“… … .”

I stare blankly into space and assume that right before I fire my spear, the person I’m firing my spear at is in front of me.

And the person I was associated with countless times was the original Leonhard.

It was because whenever I thought of Azazel, I felt a sense of rejection in my heart and had a hard time maintaining my composure. But not today.

Slowly, a person’s figure appeared as if drawn in the empty space.

Long black hair that goes down to the waist, a calm expression. And the eyes that are staring at me have a strange, indifferent look in them.

It had no special weapons, and its body was just like a small light.

The power I have faced against Azazel is only minimal.

Therefore, that was the end of the image of Azazel that could come to mind.

“… … are you okay.”

And now I realize it clearly.

I am now able to control my emotions to the point where I can even control the rejection I feel when I think of Azazel.

The thought of Azazel caused a slight ripple in my heart, which was as calm as a calm lake, but there was nothing more to it than that.

I was able to properly hold the spear and face the fear of death, hatred, and vague rejection of Azazel.

Shoo!

When I twisted my waist and held out the spear at the same time, the blade went straight out.

A red spear traverses the atmosphere, instantly crushing the air and reaching its target point. At the same time, the image I had of Azazel disappeared in an instant, as if being pierced by a spear.

And the moment I recognized it, there was no blockage for me.

I still prepare for a series of movements, and I don’t think it’s natural to throw out a spear from that position.

But it gradually gets better.

It was definitely effective, and I felt more confident than anything that I was gradually moving forward.

And I didn’t think there was an answer until I understood everything.

Now that I understand the power of Eustea and realize more. What I needed most was none other than ‘adaptation’.

Shoo!

As I made preparations and repeatedly thrust out the window again, my breathing naturally became heavier.

“ha… .”

At first glance, the movement I was repeating right now didn’t seem like a particularly great movement. But Eustea was different.

‘Yes, it was definitely different.’

I am feeling this clearly as I repeat this behavior.

The movements were simple, but by no means simple. Even the power contained in the hand that throws out the spear varies from moment to moment.

Even though each and every movement appears to be the same, it can contain indescribable changes.

28. 40. 66… … .

The more times I repeated the motion and threw out the window, the more I found myself staring blankly straight ahead.

“… … .”

Every time my spear passed through the air, a small sound rang out, and at the tip of the spear blade, an illusion of Azazel always appeared and disappeared repeatedly.

And sometimes the blade of my spear completely pierced Azazel, and sometimes it came to a narrow stop in front of Azazel.

Even in the same movement, everything changed depending on how much force I put in and whether I let go of my strength at the moment of stabbing the spear.

Time passed like that.

It was a trance.

I realized it myself, but I was naturally repeating it, as if I was buried in the hand holding the spear.

Shoo!

And I felt that at some point.

Little by little when it comes to making preparatory moves. The delay was decreasing, albeit only slightly.

I prepare the stance to launch the spear, launch the spear, retrieve the spear again, and so on until I prepare for the next move.

A series of movements flows like water.

It made me feel a very strange sensation.

My body is starting to feel more and more painful. Even though my arm felt heavy as I was preparing for the preparatory movement and throwing out the spear, I naturally couldn’t stop.

It was one flow.

As if my body existed in the flow, I continued to strike the spear and prepare for the movement over and over again.

A feeling that I can’t stop even once. And once I realized that this continuity was important, I couldn’t stop even more.

Mana manifestation. Take advantage of openness. Brilliant technique. Assume a hypothetical enemy and assume a what-if situation.

Everything I had thought of while practicing had no meaning to me now.

“ha… … .”

With heavy breathing, my entire body was damp with sweat.

And at what point did it start?

I didn’t feel any pain. The arm holding the spear no longer felt heavy.

It felt like I was breathing comfortably.

It’s as if I’m not conscious of breathing in and out on a regular basis. It was the same way when I was now in the position to launch the spear, launch the spear, and retrieve it.

Even though I threw down the spear countless times in one sitting, I felt extremely refreshed.

‘This is another way.’

I felt like I realized something new without even realizing it.

I thought that training in using the spear by randomly swinging it or manifesting it as if it were spewing out mana was not very efficient.

So, I used to go into training assuming a slightly more difficult, harsh environment that would push me to my limit, plus an imaginary enemy, but that wasn’t the only answer.

Training itself had many different methods.

Shoo!

Once again, a slight wind enveloped me as the spear blade crossed the air.

Sreuk!

And without even thinking about it, he retrieves the spear and corrects his loose posture again. Take a step back with your left foot, lower your waist, and pull the retrieved spear back.

To strike the spear more forcefully.

I just repeat it over and over again… … .

Shoo!

In a daze, my eyes lose focus and reappear again and again.

The moment the spear passes through the air, and the moment the spear blade stops, are momentarily and strongly conscious, and then disappear again.

But it didn’t matter what it was.

“ha… … .”

Rough breathing was still escaping from the corners of my mouth.

I didn’t know how much time had passed.

My mouth felt dry, as if I was thirsty, and the hand holding the spear slowly stopped.

‘Limit.’

It had reached its complete limit and I could not even exert the slightest strength in my body.

dump.

Even as his body collapsed, he barely managed to strengthen the hand holding the spear.

Tuk.

As I slowly sat down, leaning on Changsin, who was hitting the ground, I stared at Changsin blankly.

The red-colored Changsin, who existed as if to support me, was by my side as always.

“… … .”

Even as I was taking a deep breath, a laugh escaped me.

‘I think I understand.’

I felt like I had a clue.

How can Eustea launch a spear without any warning or preparation? Even if the clue I caught was very faint, it was important that I caught it.

Sreuk.

Between my half-closed eyes, I absentmindedly raised my hand.

Even though it was difficult to lift, as if my arms were tied to rebar, I swept my face once.

“… … “How does it work?”

Even as I spoke in a daze, a deep sigh escaped me.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but I had to go back. To spend the time I had promised with Azazel, but I wasn’t sure if my body would move as I expected.

I guess it was too much.

I feel like I’m using my body too much without even realizing it.

smart.

Then, a knock on the door caught my attention.

ㅡHan Cheon-seong. Are you inside?

And I stopped at the familiar voice.

That was truly a voice I had never expected.

“… … Luna?”