The Immortal Genius Spearman - Chapter 116



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The Immortal Genius Spearman (116)
Although it had only been a short time, the efforts the guys had put in here did not seem to be in vain.

“You’re following along well. To be honest, you’re growing faster than I thought.”

Of course, the premise underlying this was that there was ‘nothing’ to begin with.

In any case, it seemed that neither Instructor Leonhark nor any of the unit members had the image of a ‘parachute’.

Paul, who joined late, also participated in the basic training of the Kaion unit.

“Ugh… … Ugh… … Ugh… … .”

Paul, breathing heavily.

He looked at his former comrades who had already fallen to the floor.

It was such an intense physical training that I was out of breath and couldn’t even speak.

“How is it, is it worth doing?”

“Those guys… … Every day… … Gasp… … Gasp… … Are they doing this kind of training?”

“Not every day. I only do this level of strength training three times a week. Don’t worry too much.”

Paul felt as if the sky was already turning yellow as he heard Damien speak so casually.

“Sir, please drink some water while you are doing this.”

Paul saw Diana approaching Damien.

Deputy captain of the Kaion unit.

He didn’t seem to be in much pain, except for a little heavy breathing.

Swish.

And the same was true for other unit members.

‘… … Are there only monsters?’

He also boasted that he was not lacking in physical strength.

That’s because I continued to train my endurance even in the workhouse.

but…….

Trembling.

Paul burst into laughter as if he couldn’t believe his hands were shaking even though he was still.

But I couldn’t stay absorbed in the sentiment forever.

Beep!

As the sound of Instructor Leonhark’s flute rang out, the fallen unit members stood up from their seats like zombies.

In particular, the Norman gang that Damien brought along had such bad complexions that they would turn pale whenever they did physical training.

“Ugh!”

Moreover, there were even some guys who voluntarily vomited in preparation for the next training session.

“Whew… … Let’s hold on tight today too.”

Talking to yourself.

Paul clenched his fists as he watched him go to line up, muttering as if he was making a promise.

‘That’s what I wanted.’

That too, quite a bit.

Paul looked at Damien, who was turning around, and soon started running towards where the men were gathered.

“They’re amazing guys. Their starting points are very different.”

“But these are the guys who survived that hell. They may look like they have no basics to you, but they have more than that.”

“I think so.”

Diana admitted it readily.

Actually my first physical training session.

In a test where they had to climb a mountain while carrying military gear, the guys far exceeded the average time of the previous test subjects.

No, in fact, it seemed difficult to even get to the top.

But Diana, who had climbed the mountain with them to check on them, saw it.

I’m talking about the sight of a guy who couldn’t move with his legs trembling, crawling up on all fours, even using his hands.

While climbing to the top, the guys felt dizzy and fell down several times, but they did not give up and kept going.

-The time limit is one hour. If you don’t pass, you have no chance.

―The time limit has already expired. Give up and go back to where you came from. This is not a place for you to endure.

Diana let out a harsh scolding at them.

Because I thought it was impossible for them to endure the training of the Kion Unit.

But the guys didn’t give up and finished the training until the end, and they’ve continued to persevere without a single complaint so far.

‘… … It’s poisonous.’

That seemed to be correct.

Besides, don’t the muscular balding guy and the skinny, reserved guy have their own characteristics?

As Diana looked at them, Damien asked.

“What do you think of Sandrun?”

“Overall, he’s quite good. He’s the best out of the six. His swordsmanship is a bit unusual, but… … he’s quite strong.”

“okay?”

It’s amazing that Diana can say something so strong.

Damian looked at Diana as if he was surprised. Diana nodded and said.

“It feels like a mercenary’s sword that has just emerged from a rough battlefield. It is unstructured and irregular.”

“You take good care of it. It’ll be hard for you to fit in with the unit in your current state.”

“Me?”

Damien nodded to Diana’s question.

“Because you’re the best swordsman in the unit. Plus, your style is similar.”

“… … I wouldn’t know even if I deserted.”

“If he’s going to desert that much, it’s better to just let him go.”

Damien burst out laughing.

Diana guy, sometimes I see that he seems to have quite a competitive spirit.

Despite Damien’s laughter, Diana just looked at Sandrun with serious eyes.

May his future path be filled with blessings.

Damien could only comfort Sandran inwardly.

* * *

“Phew… … .”

Sandrun, trying to calm his trembling hands and drawing his sword, looked at the wooden doll in front of him.

‘That sword fight back then.’

Since I came to the Kaion Unit, every day has been a series of surprises.

The unit members who completed absurd physical training every day were amazing, and the group training in formation was also considerable.

Although they had undergone some formation training under Damian’s teachings in Maxtree, the formation training conducted by the Kaion Unit was different in detail.

But what caught Sandron’s attention the most was this.

‘Captain Diana… … .’

It was the absurd swordsmanship he showed in sparring.

Although he uses two swords, he has perfect balance and a speed that cannot be followed even with the eyes.

Swish.

Sandrun looked ahead, raising his sword.

‘Blows came from both sides almost simultaneously.’

With two swords instead of one.

The level of detail in the swordsmanship he displayed was superior to that of anyone I had ever seen before.

‘I can do it too…’

Sandron hasn’t been just sitting around all this time, either.

Although it hasn’t been that long since you started handling the sword, aren’t you trying your best?

“Ugh!”

Sandrun shouted and quickly swung his sword at the wooden doll.

Pak pak pak!

A triple strike.

However, the speed of the consecutive attacks that followed was far below what Diana had shown.

Bam! Bam! Crunch! Boom!

Perhaps because he was in a situation where it was difficult to even control his body, his posture gradually collapsed the more he swung his sword.

yet.

dump.

“……shit.”

Sandron, who had lost all his strength, sat down in front of the wooden doll and lowered his head.

It’s because my mind was anxious but my body wasn’t keeping up.

And at the same time.

“Eww! I’m dying!”

Norman, who had collapsed on the floor, looked at his colleagues next to him.

The guys that were there before also looked like they were having a hard time.

“… … Hey, are you okay?”

The three people who came with Norman were practically out of breath.

They thought they had been training continuously, but the difficulty of the training here was on a whole other level than what they had been doing.

Balk shook his head at Norman’s question.

“I… … am losing confidence. If I undergo this training a few more times… … I might really lose my spirit.”

WHACK!

“Ugh!”

At Balk’s weak words, Rootville, who was standing next to him, slapped his cheek.

It was such an incredible force that all the other comrades in the barracks looked up.

Then Rootville said:

“If you’re going to say such weak things, just go into the gutter and get lost. What kind of opportunity did you get to say such things?”

Everyone, including Rootville, knew.

They said that their grades did not meet the passing standards of the existing Kaion unit.

I was able to be here only because I ‘survived’ the training, but Balk’s words sounded like too much of a stretch.

Balk raised his upper body and shouted.

“Hey, shit! That’s just what I say, that’s what I say!”

“Don’t say anything. Don’t even think about it. Just don’t think about it and hold on somehow.”

“… … Rootville is right. But I’m slowly getting used to it.”

On the first day, I almost fainted after doing one physical training session.

“I’m at a point where I can talk so fluently now, hehehe.”

What is certain is that they have grown and can continue to grow in the future.

Norman patted Balk on the shoulder.

“If you can’t even endure this much, you might be killed by Commander Damien. Can you handle it?”

“that…….”

For a moment, the events that had happened in Makstree came to mind.

Although he is being treated like a gentle lamb now, Damien in Maxtree… … .

‘Oh, it was the devil himself.’

I still can’t forget the look in his eyes when he said that he would kill anyone who wanted to die.

Balk nodded.

“Yes, I will work hard.”

“Hehehe, by the way, Paul joined late too. Where is he?”

“I heard Paul has other training.”

“… … Other training?”

Everyone tilted their heads at his words.

thud!

At the same time, Paul fired an arrow at a distant target.

And then he loaded the arrow again and slowly pulled the bow.

Creak.

It’s been a long time since I’ve held a bow.

Moreover, the bow in Paul’s hand was not a typical standard bow.

That’s right.

The bow made a distinctive sound as it bent, and the hand holding the string felt a slight tremble.

‘It’s a fairly heavy bow.’

Because of this, the speed at which the arrows flew was much faster and more consistent.

Paul then slowly stopped breathing and let go of the sword he was holding.

Shaeeeeeeeeek!

Phew!

Another arrow hitting the target.

The speed and trajectory of the arrow’s flight were also impeccable.

“Good.”

Damien gave a brief comment.

There was no need to praise him in detail.

‘I haven’t used a bow in months… … and I just got it down to zero in a few shots.’

As expected, the guy’s talent for archery is real.

But Paul seemed to be not happy about something and lightly brushed off the protest, then said to Damien:

“I like the bow so much that I think it’ll take some time to get used to it. But… … what kind of bow is this?”

First of all, the appearance was a little different.

This is because, unlike the bows that are usually distributed, there was an engraving on the bow shaft.

Damian said.

“The bow you will use. I asked a guy I know and got a good one.”

This is a bow received from Torel through DL.

Although it wasn’t made of expensive materials like the spear Damian had, it was far superior to the bows sold at regular weapon shops.

Paul lifted his bow and smiled faintly.

“Thank you very much. I will use it carefully.”

“From now on, we will form a separate archer unit. Of course, since it will be decided based on skill, you may not be the leader.”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“No, that’s not what I mean when I say this.”

“……yes?”

When Paul looked at Damien with a puzzled look, Damien said to him.

“Win the captaincy with overwhelming skill. That’s what you have to do.”

At those words, Paul’s expression hardened.

Because he could see the expectations Damien had of himself.

Then Paul nodded.

“All right.”

certainly…….

“I won’t disappoint you.”

“okay.”

Paul looked at him with a solemn expression, along with Damien’s short answer.

And a few days later, tests to form a full-scale archer unit began.