272 269. Special Training.txt (1/2)

After meeting Tiara, I continued to take her training without a day's interruption.

However, I basically never asked her to teach with me. I would finish the assignment she gave me the day before when we parted ways the day before, by the next night - and almost get killed at the end of the day. The repetition of the process.

This would allow Tiara to learn her lessons without wasting the rest of her time.

The near-death experience in the example grew more vicious with each passing day.

As it was one of his training exercises, it was only natural to gradually increase the load, but to be honest, it was nothing short of insane.

I was thrown into the labyrinth while I was too exhausted to move a single finger, dunked in a lake after making two orders of magnitude of bleeding points, stabbed without warning while walking through town - a wide variety of tortures steadily ravaged my mind.

Although Tiara-san says ”I'm good at going easy on you, so you'll be fine,” that may mean she's good at torturing you to the point where you won't die.

If it weren't for me, who is used to dying, I would have died for real a few times, to say the least.

I'd like to think I'm mistaken, but there are times when she has a big smile on her face as she sees me struggling to stay alive while suffering.

When it occurred to me that, like Christ, this was her hobby - I was like

-Oh, it 'showed up' in my skill set.

Tiara said as she stared into the air as she returned from her death for the umpteenth time.

On this day, too, we were practicing in the suburban meadow where we met on the first day.

Tiara-sama, the legendary saint, has a skill called 'God's Eye', as per the lore, and can extract all the information about everything. It seemed to be an enhanced version of the status confirmation that the priest handled, and he saw a new addition to my skills with it.

I look at the wounds that are being closed up by the recovery magic and ask for the details.

'Hey, finally ....... If I didn't see any more growth of any kind, my body would have started fighting back on its own ....... So, what skills do you have in me ......?

...... Oh, shit.

Hey.

Tiara, who had been staring intently at the air, suddenly turned her face away. It was as if she had seen something she shouldn't have seen.

''No, there was a skill 'Sensory' that was growing with a skill value of 1.00 or less ....... It turned into a brilliant, different skill!　As I thought, you can't get to the depths of the Aleiss family just by hunting them down - even the saintly man of the quintessence couldn't understand this! My skills are suddenly flipped inside out. It can't be helped, this one!

'Oh, hey ......!　You've crushed the skills Mr. Rowen left behind: ......!

But you know what?　It's the kind of skill that geniuses learn, so I don't think it was possible for Rainer to do it anyway!　Mm-hm, he couldn't have done it anyway!　I don't care, I don't care!

'Of course I care!　That was a skill I've always admired!

I've always wanted to have the same skills as Christ and his friends if possible, but with the way he's talking, it looks like I'm never going to be 'inspired' again.

'Su, sorry ....... By the way, my new skill is called 'bad sensation'. Let's see, as I recall, was it a skill that specialized in detecting danger to oneself?　It's similar to the skill 'sensitivity', so don't get mad at me!

The new skill is called 'bad feeling', apparently.

To be clear, I'm not impressed with the literal aspect of it.

It's a skill (skill) that I've acquired, so I can see how it works in a dim way.

I've gotten used to being on the verge of death through repeated near-death experiences. That experience has made it easier for me to figure out why I fall into that moment of death and what the best course of action to take at the moment of death is - the answer to that question. Simply put, it's the skill of living and struggling.

'Huh. ....... No, thanks, Tiara. I think it's a good skill over here too.

If he thought about it calmly, it was very offensive to acquire the same skills as those two people who were a mass of sword talent.

Instead, it was more correct to thank Tiara-san for giving me this new power.

''There's no doubt it's a good skill. This is a skill that relates to the 'numbers that don't appear in numbers' as an example.

'Oh ....... Did you grow that way too, having learned this, ......?

'Yeah. Rather, that was my main focus! It's a very good idea to have a sixth sense and intuition, or in other words, your intuition should be very keen. Let's have one more mock battle at this point.

Saying that, Tiara-san held up her bare hands just like the first day. In response, I, as a knight and disciple, bowed heavily.

Facing each other in the meadow, the master and apprentice exchanged greetings.

...... please.

Mm. Call me from wherever you are.

With those last words, I took off.

Unlike the first day's hand-to-hand combat, this time I bent down and sprinted to the ground's edge. Setting my body low and low, I aimed at Tiara's chin with the 'Sylph-Ruf-Bringer' that was still in its sheath.

Tiara-san's eyes haven't caught up with my careless movements, which are different from the first day.

Without a doubt, I thought the sheath would catch her jaw - but I felt an uneasy feeling like a black haze in the back of my head. The 'uncomfortable weight I feel in my daily life when things go wrong' washed over my body.

Hastily, I cancelled my slashing. At the same time, I could see that Tiara-san was moving into a brilliant evasive action despite the fact that her face was turned in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

''--!

Were you able to read your opponent's evasion ahead of time: ......?

Surprised by this phenomenon, I move on to my next attack.

I aim for Tiara's belly with a sideways cleave.

This time I don't feel anything. Confidently, I swing my attack.

Tiara-san dodged it with ease.

And then, while avoiding it, she extends her hand to my arm.

I'm not so naive as to fall behind a bare handed opponent. However, Tiara-san is not slow enough to be easily hit by my sword.

Both of them alternately repeat dozens of attacks without being able to get an effective strike.

In the middle of this, the first 'unpleasant weight' that I felt at the beginning of the attack was again laying on the back of my head and back. This time it was bigger (...).

However, even though I could feel it, I didn't know how to handle that information. Just as I had a hunch, Tiara-san successfully avoided the paperwork, and my leg was dispatched through the gap.

I fell haphazardly, and once again I would be faced with Tiara-san's fist in front of me.

''d*mn, I lost again ....... I lost, but it's a little different ...... than before?　It's really a little bit of ....... What is this ......?

Although I was defeated, there was something I had never felt in my life until today.

If that baseless 'something' was a 'numerical value that does not appear in numbers', then Tiara's story up until now was true. I was a little skeptical of her fluffy talk, but now I felt that my senses had indeed become more acute.

There were times when Tiara-san's evasive behavior could be understood by an unfounded 'gut feeling'.

Just what kind of principle is that .......

It's too strange a phenomenon. There is no consumption of magic power and yet it has a magical effect.

Did Christ and Rowen-san feel this feeling as well ......?

No, I feel different from the two of them.

Unlike the two of them who had a genius sense of guessing, my attacks didn't hit at all. Somehow, all I could picture in my head was my attacks failing. I didn't get any images of success at all.

Perhaps it's the opposite.

This is the opposite of the skill 'sensitivity'.

Does this mean that this is a skill for reading failure rather than success--?

The questions I ponder alone in anguish are read from Tiara's expression and she begins to explain in her own way. On me.

'Wow, the way you fight - ....... That's weird. Could it be that all you're reading is your 'failure'?

'Oh, oh ....... I've got a strange sense of what not to do this way. I just don't have any sense that I should do this .......

'It's just a personality thing. Rainer, who has a sneaky personality, specializes in sensing 'failure'. It's no wonder she's acquired such a rare skill as 'bad feeling'. Oh, I was going to teach you the same skills as me - 'keen sense' and 'intuition' - but it's really weird: ......

'No, I'm sure it would still help. Just what kind of principle is this ....... Honestly, I don't know why the sensation is suddenly swelling, and I don't feel good about it.

”Well, near-death - in other words, Rainer-chan's soul has become sensitive because he has touched his own life so many times. It is said that if the sense of the soul that produces magic power becomes acute, the sense of reading the flow of magic power also becomes acute.

Death sharpens the senses of the soul: ......?

My brow wrinkles at Ms. Tiara's original theory.

If a teacher at the school would hear it, he would laugh it off as ridiculous. A church priest would shake his head in disbelief if he heard it.

'Yeah. That's what happens. Unlike those geniuses who are sensible to begin with, you have to go this far to be in the same league as them.

But the saint here believed in that theory. I can tell from his words that he thinks he's a little crazy, but he still says it's true (・・・・・・).

'Oh, and by the way, this feeling will be gone in a few months if you stop dying. In my experience, there's no doubt about it.

'What, it's a skill that disappears if you don't die regularly?'

'So you need to put yourself on the battlefield at all times. ...... Definitely, Reiner, you'll be fine (...).

I agreed with that.

I'm sure that as long as I'm with Christ, I'll always be fighting the higher-ups and dying again and again. And no matter how dangerous I get, I will never leave him. That's what I keep hoping for myself.

This skill 'evil feeling' would be my own personal power, not even in the company of Christ.

Feeling a little bit superior, I lifted the corners of my mouth slightly. Seeing this, Tiara-san smiled with satisfaction and urged me to continue.

'You seem to like it. I'm glad. ...... Now, now, with that skill in mind, let's do it again. Oh, and this time I want to use a lot of skills here too, so lend me your sword. It's time for me to polish up your 'swordsmanship' skills as well.

'You're even going to look at 'swordplay'?　Now then, take this beautiful sword--

The skill I wanted came up in the conversation, and I immediately tried to hand over the most magnificent of the swords at my waist, the 'Twin Swords of the House of Helvirshine'. I thought it would simply be something worthy of a saint, but I was interrupted and pointed to the magic sword I was currently using.

''No, I'm used to using the 'Ruf Bringer', so please use that one. It's just like 'Sylph Bringer' right now.

I have no reason to say no, so I talk to him as I hand him a copy of The Sylph Bringer.

'You're used to using ......?　Oh, by the way, did I hear Mr. Loewen say that this is a relic of a saint or something?

''Even so, I'm also a 'divine iron smith' in one way or another. I actually made this sword with my own hands.

'Oh, right. Ah ......, well, sorry. I took the liberty of modifying .......

'I don't mind. When I say relic, I mean it's one of over a thousand pieces of work. Rather, this modification is doing a good job, I'm even impressed with it. It was originally just a sword that resonated with its holder, but it's completely turned into a magic sword for Ryner.

”I don't know if you know who he is or not, but ...... one of the northern generals from a thousand years ago, Reynand Vols, did it for me.

He did?　So you met him in the labyrinth. It really is a strange thing for life to come together: ....... I wonder if that will happen in this millennium. ......

Ms. Tiara looked at the sword with great emotion.

She had the same eyes as Rowen-san. There must be a sense of nostalgia in that sword that only those who lived a thousand years ago could understand.

To be called to a world a thousand years in the future and to have the remnants of your own life there - I'm sure I'll never understand that feeling.