Isekai Journey Of The Magic Archer

[Rein's POV: ]

{ "Hey! No magic!" }

"Ughh!"

I am running right now.

And, I've been running for the last forty minutes.

And, I've never had this much trouble with simple running in my entire life!

"What the hell is up with this light?! Why are you even doing this?!"

"This is the basic training that we witches receive. Didn't I say that already?"

In the morning, I ran for two hours, then we were doing basic training for two more hours.

There was nothing special about this training from the looks of it, but I could not use any magic or skills.

On top of that, she had covered me in this strange green light that not only made my own weight increase to three times, it made the flow of air around me worse so when running, it felt like I was running against a storm.

When I had to swim through a pool of water that she had created in my absence, it felt like instead of water, I'm swimming in some kind of thicker fluid- probably honey.

Then when I had to swing my weapons like she was instructing, it didn't feel anything like it does when I usually swing my weapons.

It's completely different from the usual.

Every swing I perform with my scythe seems to be performed by a stranger that has never wielded a scythe in their lifetime.

It's the strangest feeling I've ever felt in my entire life… it's like I'm in some completely different body and the weapon that I'm holding, my very own weapons that I've held for decades, don't belong to me at all.

Additionally, the training that seems basic isn't really that basic as she had twisted every single simple thing with twists that even Eon couldn't have come up with.

'Oh, right…'

From what we talked about earlier, it seems like his training is going completely different from this shit.

'He and that teacher of his are going around that fruit garden eating various kinds of fruits, playing with the cute birds with THREE legs! And chilling as if nothing really matters.'

He said that were brainstorming about the new techniques that he will be mastering in the coming months, but for now, they were just sitting around and playing with cute things.

'They even went to the Bee castle and met up with the Queen.'

Apparently, the queen and his mentor, the divine archer are old friends that are on Good terms.

From what he described, they had a close, and intimate relationship. And not only that, they seemed to have had a unique past as well.

'They were having fun… which was definitely not training.'

And then there was this bitch—.

"Hey! What are you doing! Run properly! One leg before the other! Bend your knees or you will get hurt again!"

I've had three injuries in the last few hours we have been here… I've never had any kind of physical injuries in the last three months while training, and now this.

"You sure this is the kind of training that witches receive? It seems more like some highly brutal martial training."

There were many clans in the east that focused on the physical aspects of the body more than anything else.

Their trainings consisted mostly of the physical elements, and some of them were said to be the most brutal things on the world.

There were actually stories about some of the training practices in which the students of that school or cult as they call it almost lose their lives.

'The eastern martial schools, especially the three primordial orthodox schools and three modern schools of martial arts were the most popular and infamous among them.'

When I visited the eastern country of Biljog last time, a prominent country in the greatest empire of the continent, I had a fortunate opportunity to join one of the orthodox schools of martial arts.

'And I politely turned that elder's offer down.'

He chased me for three weeks and I had leave not only the country but the entire continent after which I never visited the place with the fear that he would track me down once again.

'He was a strange bastard from one of the oldest schools of martial arts that wasn't focused on weapons or the magical arts but… on medicine.'

I still don't know what that guy saw in me but if I ever go to west, I know for sure I'm not meeting that bastard— given that he is still alive and breathing.

"Huhuhu, it's nothing like the training of those brutal bores, dear. Though… I accept that this is a special kind of training that only a select few of us receive from the elder witches."

"You bitch-, ahem."

"I heard that! Keep running!"

I was still running, and it was getting more painful.

'The pressure on my body seemed to be contstently increasing for some reason but, since my Mana and other skills are blocked, after this long running session, I don't even know what is going around me.'

My heart was beating twice faster than it does during the battles.

My lungs were almost on the verge of collapsing.

These eyes of mine that now possessed the power to see deeper truths of elements of nature were getting blurry with the sweat and tears.

And aside from my legs, my entire body was feeling sore.

'It was strange, but for some reason, my legs were working better than usual.'

It was strange. But perhaps it had something to do with this bitc-, I mean witch.

"Haaa. Haaa."

My breathing was getting out of control with each passing minute that alredy seemed longer than it should have been.

Explore more stories at m,v l'-NovelBin.net

'My perfect perception of this 'time', for the first time in my life, seemed to be getting dull.'

This sensation that I had not even felt while facing Death… it was strange.

But, I did not like it.

There was nothing to like about this shit.

If anything I wanted this to get over as quickly as possible so that I could finally go back and have some soothing dinner and a Good night with my dear darling.

"Amazing…"

She had that sadistic attitude of Mother Nol while at the same time having that eternal curiosity that my bastard does.

'She wasn't training me, she was using me as a test subject to test my limits or something.'

That was the only conclusion I could draw from this whole situation.

'She was smirking, she was smiling, she was laughing, she was writing down things in her notebook, and she had a bunch of strange looking equipments prepared all around her so she was definitely doing something that excited her.

'I don't even know if it's related to me or not, but whatever she is doing, doesn't seem to be nothing.'

There were many nicknames that she had earned and she had rarely ever went to any kind of battlefield to earn those nicknames.

'She was like Mother Nol in that aspect.'

But she was way more cruel than her…

"I'm in pain! Can't we stop this now?!"

This wasn't the first time I was screaming from the depths of my soul.

This torcher was starting to break my body…

"Twenty more laps! We will be done for the day after that!"

"Fuck you…"

The laps she was talking about was more than two kilometres long that she had created out of the barren ground that we have beneath us with her

Bare hands.

'One cannot say she is physically strong or something since she always wears that thick dress all over her. Her slender and perfect looking body structure also doesn't give off any manly air.'

Unlike the regular ladies of the high society, she doesn't like showing off any skin than necessary so, not many might have seen what is hidden under that golden, jewel covered dress of hers.

If she had received the same kind of hellish training I was receiving right now, most probably something even more hellish than this, then it wasn't that difficult to believe how strong she actually was.

"Haaa. Haaa…"

This was crazy.

This whole running, swimming, jumping, that obstacle course where I have to kill those high level beasts, this whole thing she had turned this place into… this was all shit.

There was no way I would find it easy even in my complete state but just the fact that I was able to endure this whole process for so long was perhaps only thanks to this green light covering me.

'What the hell this thing is, I have no idea.'

And I don't really even want to know what this is as long as I can get rid of it.

"Almost… there…"

"Oh, haha! Looks like you are almost done! How about three more rounds~?"

"Shut the fuck up!"

There was no way I was going to run more than this.

I'm going to finish this last one, and then… and then… I'll pass out.

Yes.

I'm exhausted.

I'll just pass out on the ground and then she will have no choice but to finish this whole fucking shit.

'I'm scared… of the mere possibility of having… to do this whole thing… again.'

She was going to train me for the next few months and if we were going to continue like this… I don't think I'll be surviving for even a few weeks.

This has to stop.

I wanted to get better, stronger. Learn something from her.

She was supposed to be a teacher… not a sadist, torturer or mad scientist.

'If this continues… tomorrow as well… I'll have to complain… to that bastard headmaster…'

"Haaaa… haaa…'

That bastard that assigned this crazy bitch to me.