Chapter 6 (1/2)
Mightiest Melee Magician
Chapter 6
Repeatable quests could be completed daily.
Contrary to its unchanging reward, the required training was increasing day by day.
From 100 times to 200 times, 300 times, 400 times…
It was easier said than done since only the correct movements were counted.
To complete the quests, I would sometimes need to punch or kick nearly twice as much.
Compared to the growth in strength, because of the ever-increasing amount of training I needed to complete, there would be days where I couldn’t even walk properly.
If I sat down, I wanted to lie down.
And if I lay down, I fell asleep like a dead man.
But I couldn’t skip doing it.
Why?
Punch: 0/1200
Kick: 0/1200
Spin Kick: 0/1200
“……”
If it went to the next day without the quest fully completed, all my progress was reset back to zero.
As usual, the strength reward didn’t increase anyways.
It’d mean I wasted an entire day.
After finding out about this, I didn’t miss a single day.
Maybe it was a good thing that the Quest requirements didn’t go above 3000 times each?
And so, a month passed.
“Hooo. Should I finish up my morning exercise with this?”
As soon as I woke up, I went to the outdoor training area and did the kicks.
I did my punching quest when I found time during meals or while washing myself.
When I’d completed my daily punishment by doing volunteer work at the academy, I went straight to the outdoor training area again and focused only on completing my quest, not returning unless I finished it.
Thanks to this,
Obtained Skill: Body Arts
Body Arts *
Passive
Increases the abilities of the body.
Depending on one’s training, stronger and more elaborate movements will be possible.
I even got a Skill called Body Arts.
Diligence and consistency.
The virtues that were essential to becoming stronger.
Due to this, I had gotten used to using my body and could now kick 300 times in a row without breaking a sweat.
My level for ‘Body Arts’ had also increased.
My form steadily became correct and more stable, so I didn’t miss as much as before.
My body was giving an enjoyable(?) scream every day.
“Hasn’t Ruin been a bit odd as of late?”
“Yea, the guy who used to not even blink is now sleeping in class.”
“It’s more than that. Haven’t you seen him kicking at the training area? He practically lives there now, just practising his kicking.”
“Yeah, whatever. Damn… For that former ‘Magic Genius’ to be in that state. Tsk tsk.”
I knew very well what they said about me at the academy.
But I chose to ignore it.
I had no wish to try and explain my new powers or to flaunt them.
Of course, there was no reason to hide them, but I wanted to become sufficiently strong first.
“Ruin. You’re back again.”
“Yes. Hello.”
After completing my Quest, I usually spent the rest of my time at the library.
I came here frequently before, trying to find out more about my ‘Evocation Inability Disorder’ by going into the medical section and such, but it was different now.
“Has the book come in?”
“Yes. Here, I kept it for you.”
“Thank you.”
Ancient books containing the oldest records from the past of the continent of Frelia.
There was just one thing I looked for in these history books.
‘Draka… just who is he?’
It was for any information on the magician Draka.
For the past month, as I constantly alternated between completing the quest and going to the library, I chased after any clues about Draka.
However,
‘It’s not here either.’
There were no records of the magician ‘Draka’ in any of the history books.
That wasn’t all.
‘Destroyer of Worlds’
‘Player’
‘Status Window’
‘Quest’
There was not even a clue to any of these either.
But I couldn’t give up.
Hoping for something different, I visited the history professor’s office.
“Hm? Who was it?”
“Draka. The Magician Draka.”
“Hmm… This is the first time I’ve heard of that name.”
“…damn. Really?”
“Instead, how about I recommend some books that might help. Go to the library and look for and . If you read through those-”
“I’ve already read them.”
“What?”
“I’ve already read all the books in the library.”
“Oh… uh. Is that so?”
“Thank you for your time, professor.”
“Hmm. Sorry I couldn’t be of help.”
There were none.
There was nothing that helped anywhere.
Enough to make me think that maybe he didn’t exist at all.
If a magician who had ‘Evocation Disorder’ like me really did exist, I would’ve known about him beforehand.
But the records showed of no such person.
Since it was a curse only ‘I’ was born with.
If that was true, who really was Draka?
“Status.”
Ruin Ardell
Incarnation of Draka, Destroyer of Worlds
Strength: 470 +++
Agility: 100
Wisdom: 1550
Who was the one that gave me this power?
I had to pause my worries for now.
“Ruin!”
“Jason! Shush!”
“Ah. Sorry.”
The one who loudly called out my name, my roommate Jason.
After being told off by the librarian, he called out to me a bit more quietly.
“Ruin! Come out for a bit!”
“What? Did something happen?”
I closed my book and stepped outside.
Jason looked like he was really excited about something.