Chapter 5 - 6 months (1/2)
After his defeat at the hands of Theresa, Grim understood that he had been to hasty in his thinking. Instead of charging in to battle the old hag after just receiving his grimoire, he should have gotten more acquainted with his swords and new spells before crushing her. This way he would have had more tricks up his sleeves during their battle.
Sitting on his bed above the restaurant, he looked over the spells in his grimoire and started studying up on them. The magic knight entrance exam was in 6 months, that meant that he had 6 months to get his magic combat ready.
”Okay, lets start.”
After spending a couple of hours looking over the spells in his grimoire, he discovered that a new spell had appeared.
'What the hell?'
[Breath of flames- Ninth Form: Rengoku]
'Where did this come from? Did this spell manifest after I got hit by Theresa's fire spell?'
Confused by what he was seeing, he focused his attention on the spell and felt the mana in his body gather around his right hand. And just like with his Breath of the beast swords, a katana slowly formed in his hand. But unlike his Breath of the beast swords, he was only wielding one sword at the moment. And to push itself even further away from his Breath of the beast swords, this katana had a flame shaped handguard with a red core and golden border. Covered with a soft orange glow, Grim felt the blade hum in his hand.
Closing his eyes, he felt a gentle warmth spread from the hilt of the blade and into his body making him feel extremely relaxed.
”6 months...” He muttered.
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Leaving the town of Nairn behind, Grim left the confines of the kingdom's safety to go train. While staying in Nairn would have been nice, it was not the most suitable place to practice fire based spells. Plus, he felt that the Rebecca and the boss would distract him if he stayed. He also thought about training with Theresa, but he didn't want to face her again until he felt like he could crush her.
Taking nothing but a backpacked filled with food, water and extra clothes with him, Grim left for the next 6 months.
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-3 months later-
”300...301...302...303...304...305...FUCK!” Shouting loudly, Grim was forced to stop doing push ups as he could bȧrėly feel his arms. He'd been in this world for 5 years and 2 months now, and still this use body was giving him problems. He cursed that petty God for reincarnating him with a below average body.