W1- 6: First Spar..? And some Information. Again…?
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From hereon this chapter is not yet rewritten along with the others that are also not yet rewritten, although the sequence should be almost the same.

".....sure" Marcus said. Surprised by my sudden proposal. 

He's half naked though with pants as his only clothes...but damn he's ripped,  no homo by the way.

"So, what should I do first...?" I asked unknowingly what to do.

"Simple, fight me..." Marcus said as his sharp brown eyes looked at me.

"But I have no exper- oh shit!!!" I exclaimed while dodging as Marcus suddenly charged at me.

"What was that for...?!!!" I said angrily glaring at Marcus.

"You would have died if this was a real fight, do not-" Marcus said continuously punching me, I'm not getting hit though. Turns out I'm pretty good at dodging...?

"-let your guard down." Marcus finished. As I continued dodging.

"you...you're pretty good at dodging." Marcus said coldly.

"...well I just found out about just now." I weakly said. Marcus charged at me again this time with more speed that I can't even see.

"Ah...shi-" I blocked his punch with both my ar-.

"Arrrghhhhhh" I groaned in pain as I was knocked back by a few meters. 

'Shit that hurts' I thought 'Another one...?again..?' gritting my teeth.

"You must not underestimate your enemy, you will never know they have hidden card they can use against you!!" Marcus said. Continuing his barrage of punches against me.

'Fuck..!!' I cursed internally. Immediately staying away from him. With Marcus shortening his distance from me.

"And finally!! Do not ever get distracted during a real fight and focus on the enemy itself.....!!!" Marcus said, finally landing a punch on my face.

"Sh-Aughh....." 

....

I collapsed....again.

....

...mmm

I woke up in a familiar ceiling.

'My home.....?' Was that just a dream...

No it couldn't be...

My room when I was just little....

"How nostalgic....."

....

"I'm pretty sure this is a dream...it's about time for me to wake up..."

"---lover

"Klover!"

....

I opened my eyes and saw Nolan (Priest) and Marcus right beside me.

"...did I get knocked out...?" What a stupid question.

"...yes kid, real hard." Marcus said with gentleness with his tone..hm when did he become so gentle.

"*sigh* it's okay" I said as I landed my palm on face.

"It's not you fau-ouch..." That hurts....like hell.

*sigh* The Nolan sighs before speaking "I'm sorry Marcus has been pretty hard on your...training" before glaring at Marcus.

"No I'm the who started it" I said.

"Hm..? You did. Why....?" Nolan said questioningly.

".....because I want to get stronger...." I said as determination fills me.

"....I can't argue with that.." Nolan said defeated.

"Guess I'll leave you two alone for a while." Nolan said before leaving.

"...."

"...."

"...."

.....Awkward.

".....hey, I'm sorry for what I did earlier." Marcus said apologizing.

"As I said, it's my fault. I'm the one who started it." I said blaming myself.

"....instead of apologizing, how about you make me stronger, properly..." I continued.

"...fine, let meet outside tomorrow." Marcus said before leaving.

'YES, finally!!!' I said excitedly.

Feeling excited of finally getting stronger I barely manage to fall asleep

....

"...up." The hell... I'm sleeping here...

"..ke.......u" Can you please keep it down....

"Wake the fuck up, kid!" Marcus said as he poured a bucket of water in m-

"COLD..! Can't you see I'm trying to sleep he-" I said angrily.

"One word kid, one word. Training" 

Oh...

"This is your new routine from now on. We're starting at dawn. Wake up late and expect a bucket of water poured to you from now on...! Got it..!" Marcus said strictly.

"...okay" I really forgot.

"Come, remove your clothes and hang it outside to let it dry, I have another replacement for you." 

....

....

"Uugggh" I said tiredly. It's so hot..! I've been running in circles around the town for five circles already....

"Five more laps kid...!! Keep it going..!!" Marcus said yelling at me.

'I want to rest...! I'm really starting to regret my decisions.

....

"Final lap kid....! Come on..." 

Reaching the final lap my legs suddenly gave away....

"*pant* *pant* is it finally over" I said panting..."

"Fortunately yes...when you finally reach the minimum stamina for running we'll add another routine." Marcus said calmly examining me.

"Phew..*pant*...thank...*pant...god"

"This is it for now...get your well deserved rest, kid" Marcus said, extending his hand to support me.

....

"So can you tell me more about this world, Priest Nolan" After the torturous training and returning home Nolan came to visit me again. Probably because of me being an Otherworlder. Pretty sure he's monitoring my actions.

"Well, there is an organization called-

'An adventurers guild' I interruptingly said in my mind.

"Adventurers Guild." Nailed it.

'Let's pretend I didn't know about it..' I thought.

"What's that...?" I said acting confused.

"...hm, strange, I thought you .Otherworlders knew about this already..." Nolan said confused

"Well...let's just say that some of us have some....special circumstances." I lied. I wonder what's on my face right now

Nolan looked at me suspiciously before continuing. "Well Adventurers Guild is an organization created millenias ago from a previous invasion. It's purposely designed for every citizens, nobles or even royalty to post a request or subjugation even with the right money, with the adventurers profiting it if they can complete it." Nolan stopped then continued. "You're probably wondering something about "Won't reckless adventurers die if they picked the wrong quest without knowing the difficulty itself.", well there's no need to worry about that as we've place a ran-

'A ranking system huh....' I said internally.

Well I kind of already predicted that.

"Why don't we go to the adventurers guild already." I interrupted.

"Hm...child are you sure, I'm not even done explaining it." Nolan said surprised by my sudden intervention.

"Well let's just say I want to see it for my self..."

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