The Indomitable Martial King Chapter 4

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Exactly one hour later, Gerrard took Reppenhardt out of the bathhouse. Then he threw some dry clothes and shouted.

“Disciple! Let’s eat!”

Even after his physical body was healed, Reppenhardt was feeling a crazy hunger. So he smiled, put on his clothes and ran to Gerrard. Running away was running away, and I had to put something in my stomach right now or I wouldn’t be able to survive.

And when Reppenhardt entered the room, he was surprised again, even though he expected there would be no more surprises.

‘rice? this?’

Gerard’s cooking was generous. It was truly a man’s cooking.

All you had to do was cut a pig into small pieces, put it in a pot, roughly pour various vegetables and grains into the pot, and then boil it. Gerard said while throwing a ladle.

“Take the spoon.”

Reppenhardt was seriously conflicted as he looked at the merciless combination of liquid and ingredients in the pot that was handed out to him to eat, and the object that was questionable as to whether it was stew or not. Should I really eat this?

‘Or rather, is this just one serving?’

It wasn’t like Gerard and I were eating the contents of this huge pot together. Gerard had already set a separate table in front of him. It was a normal diet consisting of bread, soup, meat, and vegetables. The amount was only enough for 3 or 4 ordinary adults. Well, it is true that that was a huge amount, but it was still at the level of common sense. Looking at Gerrard’s size, no one would say anything about him eating that much.

In comparison, the pot placed in front of Reppenhardt was of a different order of magnitude. At this level, during the Antares Empire, it seemed like it would be enough to feed one platoon of orcs under his command. Do I really have to eat all of this? If you leave it, won’t you get beat up again like before?

‘Well, let’s eat first though…’ … .’

Although he was shocked, Reppenhardt lifted the ladle (!) without saying a word. But after eating it, it was amazingly delicious. This doesn’t necessarily mean that Gerrard’s skills are good. If the market were to multiply the word “side dish” a few hundred times, it would be possible to explain the current situation.

This was followed by Gerard’s kind explanation for his student with amnesia.

“Your body has been strained to its limit. So, we need to supplement that much.”

Leffenhardt ate his stew frantically. At first, I wondered how he would eat this by himself, but once he put the spoon to it, he kept eating it no matter how many times he ate it. He was dumbfounded by his situation, endlessly scooping up his food.

‘No, does this make sense? What is the law of mass constancy?’

Sensing that the wizard’s common sense was breaking, Reppenhardt emptied the cauldron. It literally felt like digestion was happening at the same time as eating.

Then Gerard took the pot away and spoke kindly to me.

“Okay then, let’s go for a light run to help digest the food.”

And then the afternoon training began.

The afternoon training seemed quite normal even for the wizard Reppenhardt.

First, you walk around the mountain for about an hour with a heavy iron ball attached to your entire body. This was followed by physical training that was ambiguous as to whether it was ordinary or not, such as push-ups with fingers, sit-ups with dumbbells, and sitting and standing while carrying a rock. Although the intensity was ignorant, it was still an understandable practice, so this time Reppenhardt also quietly followed what he was told.

Of course, I felt like I was going to lose my mind several times during that time. However, even though my arms and legs were shaking, I immediately gained strength from Gerrard’s words.

“hmm? Is it difficult, disciple? Should I just continue my morning training?”

“No!”

It was a hundred times better to lift a rock than to be beaten to death. Reppenhardt’s motivation soared.

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The sun sets, and the tiring day is finally over. After picking up the exhausted Reppenhardt and throwing him into the room, Gerrard said good night with a happy face.

“Thank you for your hard work today, disciple. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Oh, good night… … Master… … .”

“Are you coming, are you coming… … .”

Reppenhardt looked blankly at Gerrard, who closed the door with a happy face. It was a very warm expression. His eyes were full of affection for his student.

‘If you look at that, he’s definitely not a bad person… … .’

But no matter how good a person is, what can he do? The thoughts stuck in my head are nothing short of vicious!

‘Run away now! ‘I’m running away at all costs tonight!’

For now, Reppenhardt calmly lay down on the bed. And I just waited for the light in Gerard’s room to turn off. His exhausted body desperately demanded sleep, but he endured it again and again with his formidable mental strength. He was a wizard, a race whose mental strength was unrivaled.

The light in Gerard’s room quickly went out. But Leppenhardt did not move right away.

‘You can’t move carelessly before you fall into a deep sleep.’

After trying to keep his eyelids closed for about an hour, he finally moved. He carefully opened the window with his tiptoes and carefully walked through the yard until he could not see the building at all. It was unknown how excellent Gerrard’s senses were, so he could never make a rash move.

And finally, at the point where we got over a hill.

‘Let’s run!’

Reppenhardt ran furiously toward the foot of the mountain. Thanks to his well-trained body, once he started running despite being overworked, his speed quickly increased. He ran frantically down the mountain path at a speed that would make any mountain animal cry.

Even if that seemingly ignorant practice was actually reasonable, it had no meaning to him. He has no intention of becoming an unmanned person anyway. The most powerful magic of the time is contained in his head. He has to become the ultimate mage of the 10th circle once again and rebuild the Antares Empire. Is this the time for him to build up his muscles?

How long did he run? A light of joy that could not be hidden appeared on Reppenhardt’s face as he ran frantically.

‘ah! Freedom! ‘I’m finally out!’

Just when the feeling of relief is finally overwhelming!

“Disciple, where are you going?”

In front of the road, a large old man was sitting on a rock, smiling.

“Oops!”

Such a monstrous old man! When on earth did you get here before? Gerard smiled as he looked at Reppenhardt, who was screaming internally.

“He didn’t run away for a month or two, but he ended up going. Is this the ninth time? “If I run away just one more time, I can fill two seats.”

He seemed not at all surprised when his student ran away. From the beginning, it seemed like Tethron also ran away often. Reppenhardt’s shoulders slumped.

“after… … .”

I guess it won’t work. It can’t go on like this. Reppenhardt pondered for a moment and then raised his head.

“Look, old man. “I have something serious to say.”

Gerard responded calmly.

“Try it.”

“I am not actually a boy named Thesron. My name is Leppenhardt. “He is anything but a wizard.”

Then Reppenhardt told his story seriously. About how he came to be in this boy’s body.

This is a story that should never be revealed. But Reppenhardt, who had already tasted hell, couldn’t think much of it. All he could think about now was getting out of here.

“… … This is what happened. So I can’t be your disciple… … .”

After finishing the story, Reppenhardt swallowed his saliva while looking at Gerrard. Would the old man really believe this story? And if he believes it, how will the old man accept the existence of an evil wizard who stole his disciple’s soul?

But surprisingly, Tesron was not surprised at all this time. He just narrowed his eyes and chuckled.

“Oh, is that the setting this time?”

“yes?”

“Before, they said I was an alien from some other world. So he entered that body. “I heard I met a dragon and a god.”

“Huh?”

“And what was it before that? He was a master who was active in the legendary Eastern Continent, but he also said he was reincarnated here, I guess?”

Then, in one step, he went behind Reppenhardt and suddenly grabbed him by the back of his neck and lifted him up. Even though the 2.5 meter tall figure was moving, I couldn’t even see it. It was indeed a fearsome movement worthy of a powerful king of the time.

“But this time the setting is a bit more detailed. It has increased a lot. “It would be nice to be a minstrel as a hobby, disciple.”

Left in the air, Reppenhardt was frustrated. Even this is useless! Gerard was constantly choking. It seemed that Tethron had already gritted his teeth and told many similar lies.

“Now, let’s go back and sleep. “You need to sleep well so you can survive tomorrow’s training!”

The expression on the old man’s face as he walked away with his student in a pompous manner did not show the slightest suspicion that Reppenhardt might not be the real Tethron. And actually, it was a story that didn’t really matter to Gerrard. In the first place, all he wanted was a strong body that could withstand Jim Unbreakable’s training method. It doesn’t really matter what the contents are!

‘Holy shit!’

Realizing that fact, Leffenhardt despaired. I couldn’t see any way out of this hell. The whole world was dark. Of course it’s the middle of the night.

Leppenhardt changed his mind as he returned to hell, hanging languidly. Although it was only a one-day meeting, I was able to truly realize it. No words make sense to this old man named Gerard. That words don’t accomplish anything.

As he quietly returned to the log cabin, Reppenhardt gritted his teeth and promised again and again.

‘I failed today, but I will definitely escape tomorrow!’

Yes, today’s jailbreak(?) failed. I’ll admit it. But don’t think you’ll be stuck here forever. Even though he was thrown to bed, Reppenhardt did not give up his escape. Even in his past life, he was a man who never gave up. He didn’t know how to give up so much that he was called the devil. But I can’t just give up like this!

And the next day. The morning of hell has dawned again.

“Aaaaaaaaa!”

The boy’s scream echoed mournfully above the clear mountain sky again today.

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Leffenhardt’s daily routine was simple.

When I wake up in the morning, I first eat rice. On the first day of his reincarnation, Gerard starved himself and started training as a punishment because Reppenhardt’s attitude was very strange, but once Reppenhardt became obedient, he took care of his disciple’s body faithfully.

Originally, in Jim Unbreakable’s training method, eating was also an important part of the training. High in protein, high in calories, and rich in various nutrients, the meals here were nutritionally perfect. The problem is that no consideration was given to taste.

After eating breakfast, where I can’t tell whether it’s rice, pork porridge, or the water that a cow spit out while chewing its cud, I start getting hit right away. It’s literally like death. And then, after putting the healing potion and herbal cocktail in the bathtub as if he were dead, he eats lunch like crazy again. This is the end of the morning training.

And in the afternoon, intense muscle training is followed by a leisurely dinner. The evening training time was the same as the morning. His daily routine was to beat himself to death, take a bath, and then collapse at night.

Beating to death, eating to death, holding to death, and sleeping as if dead.

It was a time of unimaginable hardship for Repenhardt, who lived as a wizard. Naturally, Repenhardt tried to escape whenever he had the chance. He would rather be called the Demon King. He couldn’t continue to live in this harsh hell.

But it was no use at all. That guy, Master, would find out about Reppenhardt no matter what he did and block his escape. And this is what they said.

“Disciple, this is something I also did when I was training under Master. I’ve done it all before, so why don’t I know how you feel? But if you endure just a little longer, everything will be rewarded.”

In fact, Jim Unbreakable had the know-how on ‘preemptive blocking when a disciple attempts to escape’ accumulated over 130 years. Since he is a great martial arts student, none of his past students have cheated or run away, so he has tried something different at least once. 130 years worth of know-how was steadily reflected in the disciple education method manual, so whatever Reppenhardt did was bound to be blocked.

Two months later.

Reppenhardt, a man who was called the devil because he did not know how to give up, eventually gave up the idea of ​​running away. Gerrard’s surveillance network was persistent enough to make him abandon the beliefs he had built up throughout his life. Moreover, even if he was lucky enough to run away, it was obvious that if he was that human, he would chase him to the end of the continent. Anyway, I’m going to get caught and go back… … .

‘It would be better to get official permission before descending.’

Fortunately, he remembered what state Tethron had reached in the future. He also confirmed that the future Tethron is definitely alive. In other words, this body can definitely endure this absurd training method and survive. It’s not just about surviving, it’s about reaching the highest level of martial arts and becoming the strongest martial artist of the time.

If you think about it, it was definitely not a loss-making business. I know that I will definitely reach a certain level in the future, but isn’t there something I can’t bear to suffer this much? Of course, that doesn’t mean I’ve given up on becoming a wizard… … .

‘Wouldn’t it be better to have a healthy, muscular wizard rather than a sick one?’

After changing his mind, Leffenhardt decided to take Gerrard’s teachings seriously. Well, actually, he was serious and wasn’t even asleep. All I can do is close my eyes, grit my teeth, and beat myself to death.

‘Besides, that old man isn’t actually a bad person.’

Another reason why Leffenhardt changed his mind was because of Gerrard’s attitude towards him.

Gerard truly and truly cared for and loved his student. He was truly educating Reppenhardt with all his heart. Although he was ignorant of his training methods, his eyes were always full of affection and concern for his students.

That devoted affection was the first time Leffenhardt had ever received it.

If you are a wizard, you will teach your apprentice a trick of magic and be extremely condescending. In order to learn the most basic 1st circle spells, a wizard must live like a slave and only serve a teacher for at least 3 years.

In contrast, Gerard even listens to his student’s help. You cook your own food (I don’t know if you can describe it as cooking), you clean your own food (Gerard’s opinion was that if you still have the energy to clean, you’d rather get hit with one more stick and lift one more rock), and there’s no tuition fee. . It seems like it would cost an astronomical amount of money just to pay for the food and the bath water, and he is generously using his personal resources to educate Reppenhardt.

It was so strange that I even asked Gerard outright. What on earth did you expect from me that you would do this to yourself?

Gerard answered with an expression as if asking such a ridiculous question.

“Masters are parents. “Then isn’t it natural for him to do everything for his disciple who is like his child?”

This was unthinkable for a wizard who was in a relationship between a master and an apprentice. For Reppenhardt, who grew up as an orphan without his parents and spent his childhood under a wizard, this affection was both burdensome and strangely good at the same time. So later, even when he tried to run away, he remembered Gerard’s eyes and expression and gave up on his own.

Well, actually, Gerrard had a reason too. He finally found his successor after 30 years. This guy, Unbreakable, was so ignorant of training methods that in the early days of Mumun, the number of students beaten to death exceeded double digits. So, it was natural for him to cherish the disciple he had barely obtained. It was Leffenhardt’s sadness that the pampering was excessive violence, but Gerard was seriously in love with his student anyway. There was no doubt about that.

Two years passed in this ‘hell overflowing with love’.

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Even today, Reppenhardt was tied to a stake and beaten. He slowly shed his boyish appearance, and his body was also on a completely different level than it was two years ago. Now, even though he was hit like a bamboo, he felt cool. He didn’t even need to be gagged anymore. His jaw strength had been trained to the point where he could chew through any gag.

Of course, that did not mean that the current beating training was not painful. Because now Gerard was beating his student with a steel mace instead of a bamboo.