Survival Story of a Sword King in a Fantasy World

I Also Leveled Up Now! (3)

It had been five days since he started training his Valtara’s Fighting Spirit.

Ryu Han-bin was also working hard to kill himself that day.

Boom!

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!”

And as always, Leon Hart’s healing followed.

“Ahhhhhh…”

Watching Han-bin die and get revived over and over again, Leon Hart burst into admiration.

“Amazing. You have an amazing spirit.”

Pain alone could drive a person crazy.

But he was holding up amazingly well.

Han-bin smiled bitterly.

“I didn’t want to train my mind this way.”

He had already experienced a crazy life when he was in the Rocky Mountains.

He had been in a frenzy for a while.

Thanks to that, he got a sense of how to control his fighting spirit little by little.

Compared to the beginning, he could use Aura according to his will.

The problem was that it was just a ‘little bit.’

It had been ten days since then.

Ryu Han-bin finally managed to control up to 10% of his fighting spirit’s explosive power!

-Valtara’s Fighting Spirit!

In other words, he still needed to improve to conquer the remaining 90%.

Boom!

Just because ten knives stabbed into a person had been reduced to nine, it didn’t mean that it didn’t hurt.

His scream was still as painful and desperate as before.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!”

But there was a little improvement.

He no longer fainted after one attempt, but he was still near unconscious.

It wasn’t that sweet.

‘… I’d rather faint right away! I can feel the pain even more!’

Fifteen days had passed.

He could finally control up to 20% of its explosive power.

Ryu Han-bin’s condition got better, too.

Boom!

“Uh, please heal me…”

Han-Bin could finally call for Leon Hart anxiously.

At least the pain was slowly decreasing.

Twenty days had passed.

Boom!

He gradually gained control of up to 30% of its explosive power.

While training it, he spoke spouted abusive phrases.

“Oh, you stupid little Sword King! What the hell did he come up with?”

Complaints only came when he was in his right mind.

It was evident that his control over the Valtara’s Fighting Spirit had increased even further.

It had been 25 days.

Boom!

Ryu Han-bin could finally control up to 40 percent of its explosive power.

“… I’m getting some hang of it after I deadly tried it.”

As the control level over his fighting spirit increased, the burden on the body decreased.

After the explosion, his condition improved to the point where he could walk on his own for healing.

Whenever someone saw hope, he became motivated. Ryu Han-bin worked even harder to carry out his mission as a result.

It had been more than ten days.

-Valtara’s Fighting Spirit

Boom!

Han-bin stumbled out of the explosion.

And he tilted his head as Leon Hart healed him.

“I don’t feel like I’m making any progress…”

With approximately 50% of the explosive power under his control, his performance no longer increased.

His strength hadn’t increased since then.

“Is it because I’m slow? Well, it can’t be easy since the Sword King developed it.”

Kibie shook her head.

“That’s not necessarily the case.”

With the Gigant, she was figuring out how Baotolt had performed his Fighting Spirit skill.

It took a long time to find a method to control it initially, but once he realized the method, it took less than a month for the Sword King to reach Han-bin’s level.

“So Baotolt changed the way he did it.”

“Then…”

Leon Hart, who was listening next to them, nodded.

“It’s time for you to get out of here.”

* * *

It was common sense in the world that picky eating was not good for the body.

“To get to the top, you can’t just be stuck in a small room, and you can’t just engage in actual fighting.”

After concentrating and repeatedly using the skill and understanding and digesting it steadily, it was only after being able to fully maximize its utilization in actual combat could the skill be considered technically mastered.

That was what it took to get to the top.

Leon Hart, who had already risen to the stage, was well aware of that fact.

“In the meantime, you’ve grown too much based on actual combat.”

Therefore, Leon Hart locked Han-bin and his party up in that isolated place and trained them intensively.

It was to make sure that they understood everything they had learned and to strengthen their foundation.

“I think we’ve got some results now…”

Ryu Han-bin was not the only one who slowed down.

The same was true of Kibie, Artis, and Effir.

“It’s time to get into action.”

If it was a real game in Latna, it usually meant exploring dungeons.

War and small battles didn’t always happen, but dungeons were always there.

Of course, only the Four Prohibited Areas suited Han-bin’s current group.

So Leon Hart chose Hithran, the Ice-Flame forest.

“I’m most used to it because it’s my regular dungeon.”

Kibie asked anxiously.

“Isn’t the Ice-Flame Forest under enemy territory? Wouldn’t it be dangerous?”

Hithran was located in the center of Allendia.

If Han-bin and his party appeared in the Fairy Kingdom, which was dominated by Hollien, they would find out Kibie’s location.

Leon Hart shook his head.

“In that sense, Any of the Four Prohibited Areas is no less than the enemy camp.”

The Thunder King Garhan managed Tower Mountain Rufus, and the Floating Island Avalta in the Mediterranean Metis was the territory of Archmage Genovia.

“Now that the Sword King is dead, it’s safe to say that the Grand Maze has been put under their protection.”

Defending the entrance to Kaltan was a group of Mages, all of whom were members of the Sinkers.

They were like the hands of Genovia.

“No matter where you go, you will end up in the realm of the Top Three.”

Therefore, he was planning to move with their identities completely disguised.

If they went as members of the Church of Darkness, it was not a matter of disguising their status as Hunters.

Leon Hart often hid his identity while on the move.

“I told the Church in advance to prepare everything. We can go now.”

* * *

The Grand maze, Kaltan, was the strongest dungeon area in existence.

However, that didn’t mean the other Prohibited Areas were easy.

If they were easy in the first place, they wouldn’t even be called the Prohibited Areas.

Before that, the Top Four would have closed the dungeon and erased it from the map.

The Ice-Flame Forest, Tower Mountain, and Floating Island were also filled with powerful monsters above level 100 around their respective centers.

It wasn’t uncommon for scary monsters to not grasp their level at all when they were in the deepest part.

Dungeon Jarakald was in the heart of Hithran.

In that gray forest filled with dried, old trees, a black-haired beauty was hunting.

Her opponent was Tiglos, a two-legged walking animal that looked like a mixture of tigers, crocodiles, and monkeys.

“Huh!”

Swinging her pitch-black spear, she hit it with the extended Blade Aura.

Tiglos swung its hands and burst into a roar.

Grrr!

Its nails were as sharp as blades and were imbued with the magic power of flame and ice.

However, it was soon crushed by the pitch-black Aura.

Boom!

Kibie smiled inwardly as she pressured her opponent.

‘My training is worth it.’

The level of the Tiglos was around 91.

It was a powerful magical creature called the Nightmare of Ice-Flame Forest.

Nevertheless, Kibie defeated it easily.

No, she was wondering if she could do that.

Compared to Leon Hart’s one-on-one training, her body and mind were so comfortable!

‘Isn’t this less difficult to carry out?’

Leon Hart, who was watching from afar, looked satisfied.

He was watching the battle of Kibie while hiding using a spiritual art.

‘It’s going well.’

Dealing with someone stronger than they were didn’t improve their skills.

In some cases, the habit of avoiding hits might become weaker.

‘Sometimes you need experience fighting against those weaker than yourself and making the attack successful.’

Tiglos couldn’t be said to be weaker than Kibie.

They were not very different in their levels.

If she were relaxed or distracted, she would be attacked back.

However, there was no such weakness in Kibie today.

It was because Leon Hart had trained her rigorously.

Whenever Kibie was a little careless, Leon Hart punched and kicked her more painfully, so she got into the habit of keeping her concentration up unknowingly.

‘Well, I trained her hard in order to instill that habit in the first place.’

Kibie was pushing the monster as if she were reliving her stress.

It was quite a satisfactory result.

“Now she’s got her skills back.”

Mumbling, Leon Hart looked at the other side of the gray forest.

The silver-haired girl was performing a splendid sword dance against another Tiglos.

-Magic swordsmanship: Howling Thunder Attack!

Electricity danced through the forest.

Hematopoietic flowers bloomed throughout the body of the Tiglos.

Argh!

Leon Hart clicked his tongue.

“The more I watch her, the greater she becomes.”

Effir’s growth was truly admirable.

She had become even stronger than Kibie.

“Wyvern with intelligence. She’s a lot more amazing than I thought.’

No matter how much of a genius she was, her growth had limits.

The physical ability or four powers didn’t increase overnight.

But Effir was different.

She was part of Latna’s Dragon race.

She could kill other monsters and absorb their energy to become stronger quickly.

‘Well, I knew the Dragon race had that kind of ability, but I didn’t have to pay much attention to it until now…’

Why wasn’t Latna dominated by Dragons even with such power?

Lower species such as Drakes and Hydras without intelligence couldn’t be purified by making cores even if they absorbed energy.

Therefore, there was a clear limit to being strong.

Dragons, the ones with intelligence, lived too long.

As a result, even if the same amount of energy was absorbed, the efficiency was extremely poor, and their leveling rate was several times slower than that of humans.

‘That’s why Aliens are scary. They have the same ability as a Dragon, but they are human beings with the same growth rate.’

But Effir was Wyvern.

Her Life expectancy wasn’t much different from humans.

And she could purify her core by absorbing energy like a Dragon.

She had the same abilities as the Aliens!

If there was a difference, it was that she had no Guideline, so she had to digest the energy and learn the skills on her own.

But she was such a genius who was great at acquiring skills.

She had reached the top level of the art of digesting absorbed energy.

It used to take a few days because she was clumsy, but at that moment, it only took about a half-day.

“Of course, if she’s over level 100, she won’t be able to grow this fast…”

As the level went up, the amount of energy required increased with it.

Effir wasn’t an exception, considering the Aliens’ growth slowed significantly at that point as well.

“Anyway, her power has increased significantly.”

Effir was already above level 90.

Leon Hart couldn’t measure the level of Kibie, but he became a close competitive figure to Effir.

She was no longer inferior to the famous strong subordinates of the Continental Top Three.

Leon Hart continued to look around before finally giving a serious expression.

“The problem is you, Artis.”

The red-haired young man smiled bitterly.

“I know, Lord Leon Hart.”

Artis was hiding with Leon Hart, unlike the other two.

It was because he wasn’t strong enough to fight against the monsters that appeared there.

After all his effort, he was still only level 75.