Iron Blooded Hound

Academy's indoor training center.

There's a lot of training equipment here.

In addition to various training equipment, there are rooms to create virtual dungeons and monster holograms, a room to measure the magical power within the body, and a room to quantify the damage dealt. ....

But the technological masterpiece is a room called the "Gravity Chamber."

In this room, you can freely adjust the gravity applied to you, and it records how long you stay at that level.

Of course, if you push it too hard, the gravity in gravity space will randomly disappear, and the record will be reset.

And now.

... Please press!

The door to the first-year gravity room opened, and a sweaty man stepped out.

A well-trained, muscular black-haired boy.

He was ``Grenouille de Leviathan, the third son of the Leviathan family.

"Wow. After all, seven times the gravity is tough without using mana. It's like the burden of fate that noble people have carried since they were born."

Grenouille is surrounded by me. I laughed, enjoying the awe.

He withstood 7 times the gravity for over 30 minutes, which is definitely a record considering most students had difficulty withstanding even 6 times the gravity.

Grenouille felt like throwing up a little, but he swallowed hard and casually wiped the sweat from his face.

...but?

The admiration and envy directed at him seemed to be slightly different.

``Why not me?''

Grenouille turned his attention to where the other students in the weight room were staring at him at the same time.

Yes.

"...!?"

Grenouille's eyes widened.

It was the instrument panel in the gravity room right next door.

Gravity Room F-2

8 times>.

minutes, 12 seconds.

power consumption: N>

8 times the gravity.

And the entrance time is almost an hour.

Records are currently being updated.

"Absolutely not!"

Grenouille opened his mouth.

Spending half an hour in seven times the gravity was enough to make him dizzy and nauseous.

But who the hell could he survive an hour in eight times his gravity?

"If the user's condition worsens, the gravity will disappear on its own and the record will be reset. Does that mean this person... there are very few people who can withstand this gravity?" 8x Even in the first year, if you are at a high rank, you can withstand the gravity field without using mana.

It took about an hour.

Well then.

Break.

The gravity chamber is no longer functional.

Exactly an hour later, the door opened, and thick steam poured out from inside.

``Who can withstand eight times the gravity?''

Grenouille looked into it, drenched in sweat.

There are a few monsters in the school that can withstand this gravity.

"Maybe Tudor or Sancho are in the cold class, not in the hot class."

Grenouille finished his thought with a sh*t look on his face.

But. It was another face emerging from gravitational space.

Vikir.

An ordinary boy who is always expressionless.

Grenouille looked at him, and his face contorted.

``No, how can this weakling survive eight times as much power?'' Isn't there something wrong with the recording...shit?''

But Grenouille didn't finish his sentence.

As the steam cleared, the corpse beneath Vikir's face began to be seen.

His body, which had always looked thin and emaciated under his clothes, was now completely exposed.

His muscles are toned to the max, and there are no pockets of fat, which makes them look more prominent.

The cut muscle line was so sharp that it felt like a cut.

Grenouille swallowed hard when he saw the corpse, which didn't seem to belong to a human of that age.

"Yes, that body can do eight times as much if you squeeze it, yes. However, without mana, it is impossible to move forward. That is the limit peculiar to humans who have little mana accumulation, huh?

Grenouille's voice fell silent this time.

Crackling~

As soon as Vikir left the gravity chamber, he went to the instrument panel and adjusted the gravity coefficient upward.

Gravity Room F-2

coefficient: 9 times.

time: 0>

Thus, Vikiel returned to gravity space and began to resist nine times the gravity.

"This is ridiculous.

Everyone thought the same thing, including Grenouille.

Vikir didn't seem to mind the strain on his body.

``In a healthy body, mana is activated, so you should train your pure body without consuming mana as much as possible.''

Vikir is still an adolescent, short in height, and still has some muscle and bone structure. Ta. Not fully developed.

Normally, it would be impossible to withstand this gravity.

However, his seven minutes spent in the River Styx at birth, his intense early childhood training, and the strong survival instinct he developed in the deep sea made him a force to be reckoned with beyond his ranks. .

In addition, the three spirits of higher-ranking monsters trapped in the demon sword Beelzebub have trained Vikil's body, making it stronger, and his soul has become hardened by the work he has done in defeating monsters.

Boom, boom, boom, boom.

Muscles and bones roared from every part of his body, but they were instantly restored by a level of regeneration that surpassed that of humans.

Muscles tear, heal, tear again, tear some more, and eventually tear some more.

Vikir finally survives for one more hour and leaves the gravity chamber.

Push-ups.

Vikir feels his muscle mass increasing with each exertion.

Outside, the students who were watching Vikir's steady increase in time in gravity space looked at him with looks of obvious surprise.

"Wow, look, I didn't notice it when he was wearing clothes."

"In fact, if we're talking about pure physical strength without the consumption of magical power, he must be the strongest in the world." First Year."

"I'll leave that to the third-year graduating class when it comes to beginners."

"But hey, it's just a mana pool after all."

"Yes, it's all about mana. It's a concentration of magical power.''

``It's a shame. If only he had a better family and more support...''

While everyone admired Vikir's accomplishments, they also felt a degree of contempt, jealousy, and condescension.

However, the students' opinions are shaken by Vikiel's next action.

Gravity Space F-2

.

usage time: 0>

.

Vikir increased gravity again.

* * *

When Vikir leaves the gravity room, he finds Tudor and Sancho in the gymnasium.

"Oh my god, Vikir. You survived 12 times the gravity? Is this possible without a mana boost?"

"You're crazy. You can't even get 1000 in 3. None of my colleagues in the north could withstand 12 times the gravity with their naked bodies. Yours. What's the secret? Won't you lose muscle if you set the gravity that high?''

Vikir nodded and took the towel from Tudor and the protein supplement from Sancho.

Tudor chuckled.

"When the bastard of Grenouille saw you defying gravity, he ran away ten times faster. That was funny, you bastard."

Vikir didn't care about what others thought of him, and this time he just kept quiet. nodded.

Well then.

"Vikil! Vikil, are you here?

The gym door swung open, and someone came in.

This is Bianca, who rarely comes here.

She turned around in the middle of the group of surprised boys and stared at Vikir.

She blurted out.

"Mosquito!"

Everyone in the gym turned to hear Bianca's call.

Bianca screamed again.

``You knew about that mosquito, right?''

No one could understand why she suddenly appeared and said that, even though she rarely spoke to her.

Not even Vikir himself.

"...?"

Vikir shook his head, and Bianca repeated it with annoyance.

"And you were the one on the roof smelling the rum on welcome day!"

"Hey, stop and get out; this is the boys' area; why didn't you come here?" "In the ladies' area?"

"Because I'm not interested in you!"

"Do you think I'm interested in you?" Apparently, she's started working part-time at a coffee shop. Get a part-time job, you idiot."

"How did you know I had a part-time job at a coffee shop, you idiot?"

"Let me be clear with you. I heard about it because Sinclair started working part-time at the cafe."

Tudor stopped Bianca and waved her off.

Meanwhile, Sancho observes the scene and shares some protein supplements with Vikir.

``Vikil. Don't you think these two are a good match? ''

Vikir shook his head at Sancho's question.

"No. It's like we're enemies."

"Yes, but even though we argue, we're always interested in each other."

"Isn't that because we hate each other?"

"Hmm. Maybe, but I still feel the opposite.

Sancho looked at Tudor and Bianca with a wry smile.

``You have a sixth sense.''

Vikir put down his dumbbells and thought back to his memories before returning.

It's clear that Tudor and Bianca are going to love each other more and more.

Their love story, a constant struggle since childhood, spread across the battlefield and became known to everyone except Tudor and Bianca, a kind of small talk that made everyone cheer.

When we got back together, I didn't see any sign of him, so I thought it was strange, but I felt like I saw something in Sancho's eyes when he was near Tudor.

``I know. I'm not very good at these things.''

Vikil thought as he took clothes out of the closet.

Vali-

As he was putting on his shirt, Vikil suddenly felt his left hand... I felt a slight spasm in my neck.

Madam Baby was sitting on Vikir's wrist and looking up at him with a disapproving expression.

The bear cub put his paws on his stomach as if he were hungry. I rub it.

It seems that the poison that Grenouille sprinkled has been digested.

``Hold on, girl. I'll make sure you're full for tomorrow's midterm internship.''

Vikile patted Madam Baby on the head and said,

Tomorrow, later. Her midterm exam starts in 12 hours.

Before Vikir went on a demon hunt, he made plans for tomorrow.

No matter how false my identity was, as a student, exams were important.

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