I Am the Madman of This Family - I Am the Madman of This Family chapter 97

Episode 97. The Law of Conservation of Waste (5)

Brooks, vice-captain of the Sacred Knights, felt awe of himself.

He started training as a knight when he was seven years old, and continues to do so even after he is over 50 years old.

However, the high-intensity training received from Keter, no, the atrocious training that the word high-intensity is far short of, was a kind of training that he had never experienced even during his active duty.

But it endured. Among the young and ambitious, he steadfastly showed the potential of an old man.

But now it really doesn’t. I learned the mystical skill, Celestial Power, from Keter, but that too was ineffective.

“Apprentice number 4, wake up.”

Brooks groaned at Keter’s words.

“Ugh… … .”

Brooks groans and tosses and turns, but can’t get up. Keter kicked him and said.

“Are you playing tricks in front of me?”

“No, I really don’t have the strength to get up anymore.”

“Three runs. I haven’t been able to rest like you.”

“Mister Tarragon is not young… . I have lived half a hundred years. It wouldn’t be strange to retire.”

“The way you talk is annoying. What do you mean?”

“Even if I just followed you this far… I think I did well enough. It’s not about giving up. But, I want to rest now.”

“Are you saying you can work hard from tomorrow?”

“yes. Also, it would be nice to let everyone know and teach this training method. The skill of heavenly power is amazing. The head of the family will be happy too.”

Brooks spoke of the heavenly powers as if they were his own.

In the wings of his imagination he was already a hero. A hero who informed and taught the existence of heavenly power to Sephira.

He was under the illusion that he had ‘plucked’ the technology from Keter.

“You’ve been talking for a long time. If I had circled the parade ground during the chattering time, I would have circled two times.”

“No, I have the strength to speak, but not even the strength to stand.”

“Four times. Do you know what the Law of Conservation of Garbage is?”

“yes? I am hearing it for the first time.”

“The theory is that if there are five people together, one of them is garbage. Just like you.”

“… … ?”

“No. 5, who got off before he even started, was stupid, but not trash. but you are trash As soon as you learn the heavenly power, your attitude changes. Are you deceiving me with obvious lies and making fun of me?”

“That, that’s not it.”

“They say I’m right, but if not, what’s wrong?”

hooked!

Crouching down, Keter stabbed Brooks in the temple with her index finger.

“I will retrieve the power of heaven. It’s not a skill that trash like you can use.”

“Huh?!”

Brooks struggled in pain as if part of his brain had been pulled out. Very vigorously, as if to prove that saying that there is no strength to stand up is a lie.

Keter destroyed part of Brooks’ brain to prevent him from using his Celestial Power. Of course, without harm to the body. It could be a hindrance, but I let go of that.

Oops.

After recovering her finger, Keter wiped the blood off Brooks’ collar and called the attendants.

“What are you doing? The vice-captain of the Holy Knights has collapsed. Hurry up and take me to the infirmary.”

“Ugh, Joe, assistant. I was wrong. please give me one chance… … .”

“I gave you a chance. Kick it off, what are you talking about now? Vice-captain Brooks.”

“Keuheuk, ugh… … .”

“Get some rest, sleep well, and prepare hard for the Southern Sword Tournament. If you catch us, be prepared.”

“… … .”

Unable to accept the reality, Brooks finally passed out.

“Take it away quickly.”

At Keter’s urging, the attendants quickly took Brooks and left.

Two people were eliminated from the first day.

In a way, it was a natural result. Darkin and Brooks had no contact with Keter at all. There was no trust in Kether, no understanding.

three people left.

Luke, who passed Keter’s ordeal the fastest among them, arrived at Keter’s mansion.

Sitting on a chair, limp like a doll, Luke just wanted to sleep. The eyes were already closed.

“Luke, wake up.”

“father? I am… Are you dead?”

“You look sleepy. But Master Keter told me to feed him unconditionally.”

“ah… rice? I have no appetite… … .”

“If you don’t eat, it’s five rounds of the parade ground, Master Keter said.”

“thank you for this food.”

Luke, who couldn’t even open his eyes, put something in his mouth and was startled.

“Oh, it’s delicious… … !”

For those who have exhausted their stamina to the limit, drinking water feels like honey. Luke, who used the heavenly power to draw even less physical strength, was so delicious that even tears welled up in his eyes.

Zach tilted his head after trying a piece of bread because he was so curious that Luke ate it so well.

“It’s normal.”

Either way, Luke continued his frantic meal.

Shortly thereafter, Anise joined the restaurant.

“You worked hard, young master. You must be tired, but first, start with a meal… … .”

teouk.

Zach didn’t even have to say anything. Anise violently picked up a chunk of meat with her bare hands and shoved it into her mouth.

At the last moment, Anis’s reason was already half blown as she seized her younger brother, Tarragon, by the nape of his neck and won the victory.

A state close to that of a beast. If you touch it incorrectly, you may get bitten.

“Hey, this. I’m running out of food chef!”

Zach had already heard about the training from Keter. In particular, he had been asked to provide unlimited food to the trainees.

After the two of them ate a total of 13 servings, the frenzied meal was over.

Dreamy, dreamy.

They’re full, and they’re going to warm their backs.

However, Keter’s request was not yet over.

“I’ll take you to the bathroom.”

The two, already half-stunned, were taken to the bathroom.

The bathroom had five bathtubs. However, the color of the water in the bathtub was strange.

pink.

The hot, steaming pink water smelled sweet and tangy. The attendants groaned and threw the two into the bathtub.

“I’ll take it out in 30 minutes.”

Zach, holding the pocket watch, waited in front of the bathhouse. It was because of Keter’s second request not to exceed 30 minutes.

Meanwhile, miracles were happening in the bathhouse.

The wounds Luke and Anise suffered were healing in real time.

Knees swept to the floor. Even the scuffed soles and burn marks were completely healed, and new skin sprouted.

It wasn’t just external wounds that were being healed. Torn muscles from being overworked and bruises from being hit by Keter completely disappear.

This is the effect of the elixir.

I dissolved an intermediate elixir in the water in the bathtub.

1,600 gold per bottle. The Elixir, the elixir of recovery that is said to cure serious injuries instantly, was being used to relieve minor wounds and body fatigue.

The pink bathtub gradually turned black. It was a phenomenon that occurred as a recovery process took place inside the body and the dead blood was drawn out.

The reason Kether asked for 30 minutes was because it took just 30 minutes for this dead blood to drain.

If you soak your body any longer, the dead blood can be absorbed back into your body, so you had to come out unconditionally.

“Thirty minutes.”

Zach was thorough. He went into the bath to get the two out in time, and was startled.

“Seriously, this is the first time I smell such a nasty smell. The bathtub water becomes dirty water.”

Even if I had pooped, I didn’t think it would smell like this.

Just in case, Zach carefully checked the attendants before bringing them in. Then I was relieved.

After Luke and Anise were taken out of the bathtub, the attendants washed them, dressed them, and put them to bed.

After circling the parade ground ten times, Tarragon followed the same procedure.

That’s how the hellish day ended.

Trainees say.

Keter was from now on.

Southern Sword Tournament. Keter’s goal is, of course, to be number one. I don’t even think about anything else.

If you use amaranth and magic bullet, you can do it while picking your nose. However, I had no intention of using Amaranth and Magic Bullet in this tournament.

‘They’re going to spread rumors that they won thanks to magic. It’s obvious.’

When competing against opponents, Keter always wanted a clear victory.

1st place without Amaranth’s Magic Bullet. I will show a clear difference in level so that other guys don’t shout.

Of course, even if I participate as it is now, I have the confidence to win first place. That is, if the competition flows with common sense.

‘But it wouldn’t be common sense. They’re determined to disgrace Sephira.’

In the worst case, all the knights could focus their attacks on Sephira.

Keter didn’t care if that happened. It’s because it’s strong enough that it doesn’t matter.

Stand at attention and circulate the aura inside the body. Gradually increases the speed of the aura that flows through your blood vessels.

When you exceed a certain speed, your body starts to get damaged. Of course. Aura is the power of destruction. Because it’s a double-edged sword.

What Keter was doing now was an act that was tantamount to self-injury. No, it was suicidal.

If the act of destroying the body from the inside is not suicide, what is it?

But to Keter, it is not suicide. Keter maintained her speed only as far as her body could withstand the aura.

If you increase the output a little more, the aura will tear your entire body apart. It is the sound of death by spurting blood from all over the body.

Why are you doing this?

because it becomes tough.

Auras are different from how muscles grow. It is not regeneration after destruction, but adaptation.

The benefits of this are limitless. Resistance to other people’s auras is created, and the efficiency of body strengthening using auras increases.

However, it is a training method that no one does.

First of all, it’s too dangerous. Even the slightest mistake can cause a fatal injury, which can lead to loss of life, and crucially, the efficiency against time is poor.

At the time of self-injury training, practicing swordsmanship, at least exercise is more helpful.

Keter agrees.

up to what level.

From noble mtl dot com

‘There is an upper limit to practice and exercise.’

If you start building your muscles from scratch, you will see them grow quickly.

However, once a certain level is reached, muscle growth stops. Rather than stopping, it is reaching the limits of growth.

This is what the knights call the muscular singularity.

After crossing the singularity, the efficiency of exercise is extremely low. However, since it is falling, it is not that there is no effect at all, so I do not stop exercising.

The same goes for swordsmanship. At first, there is a section where it increases quickly, but at some point it becomes clogged. From then on, even if you swing your sword thousands or tens of thousands of times, there is no difference from someone who has swung it hundreds of times.

Of course, the difference between victory and defeat is due to that minor difference, but it could be said that it is extremely rare.

So, self-injury training is never meaningless. Unlike muscles or swordsmanship, there is no limit to growth.

Do other swordsmen families not know this logic?

Know.

‘Thirty years later.’

Currently, the practice of combining exercise and swordsmanship is the trend. At this time, the superiority of ‘self-injury training’ was not known.

There are people who know about the superiority of self-injury training, but they don’t bother spreading it or disseminating it.

In the case of Keter, it was a choice she could make because she had experienced the future.

‘Practice during the day, train at night. If this is enough, the effect will be comparable to the actual battle.’

If Deacon Zach had heard it, he would have expressed his doubts and said:

“Then, when do you go to sleep?”

Then Keter would have said nothing of it.

“You can’t sleep.”

Kether’s sleepless practice, which no one will understand, has begun.