Human accounts are forced to reach max level

Bai Lao stroked his beard again and chuckled. His half-closed eyes opened slightly. He looked at the man with dark circles in front of him and didn't know what he was laughing at.

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from the distance.

"Rimuru-sama, Rimuru-sama, where are you? I have delicious snacks here."

Bai Lao's hand stroking his beard froze slightly.

The expression on Ga Fan's face at this time was more than just distressed.

"Huh? Mr. Bai, and Gafan are also here. Have you seen Lord Rimuru?"

Holding a large plate in his hand, with a lot of things on it that looked like tentacles wrapped in dough, Shion smiled and waved in this direction to say hello.

"Speaking of which, are you hungry now? Would you like to try the takoyaki balls I just made..."

"Hey, morning, Shion!"

Gafan put on a warm smile on his face, waved hello, and at the same time kept walking towards the training ground.

"I just had breakfast, I'm not hungry at all, and I'm going to practice swordsmanship with Bai Lao right now. I'm very busy, so I won't chat with you for now."

"Hoho, yes, yes, it's not suitable to eat too much before strenuous exercise."

Bai Lao also nodded slightly in agreement, and the smile on his old face was a little forced.

He is quite old, and his stomach cannot bear such "irritating" food.

"Hey - that's it, then I won't disturb you anymore. I'm still going to find Rimuru-sama, so keep up the training."

Ziyuan waved goodbye, turned around and left, holding the strangely painted thing in her hand and still muttering in her mouth.

"Really, where did Rimuru-sama go? The documents in the office haven't been processed yet. As a secretary, I can't turn a blind eye to this."

Looking at Ziyuan's retreating back, Gafan, who was standing there, breathed a sigh of relief and gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.

He really didn't have the courage to try the other party's food, but fortunately, Shion was easy to fool.

At this time, Gafan felt his shoulder being tapped lightly again.

"Brother Gafan, I remember that you kept your promises and did what you said."

Bai Lao looked at the stunned opponent, and smiled like an old naughty boy, and said: "How about it, are you interested in trying swordsmanship now?"

"...Okay, but only for a while."

"Hoho, of course."

Then, time returns to the present.

As soon as he stood up, Gafan was hit on the knee joint by the wooden sword again, and then lay back down uncontrollably. At this time, Gafan just felt that it was good to just be a salted fish and stare at the sky in a daze.

"Have you been lying on the ground long enough? It's time to stand up."

"...Lao Bai, I would like to ask, how long do I have to practice here?"

"Soon, it will only be one morning. If you want to come again later, it depends on your own wishes."

"..."

Um, I always feel that our concept of time "for a while" is a little different.

Sighing, Gafan, who was covered in a lot of dust, felt that the world was not worth it, but after all, he still stood up from the ground for an unknown number of times.

At this time, according to the agreement before starting training, his convenient "magic" can only be used to strengthen himself, and then fight with the wooden sword in his hand, in order to achieve a better training effect.

However, Gafan now only feels that it doesn't make much difference whether he uses the spirit of words to buff himself or not.

"The speed of nerve reflexes is increased, dynamic vision is enhanced, the five senses are sharp, instinctive warnings are given, and the thinking speed is accelerated."

"Qiang——"

Gafan, who was lying on the ground again: "..."

Ah, the sky is so blue, just like the color of slime, so nice.

At this time, other people's whispers came to my ears.

"Oh my god, when that old man Bai was training people, he actually, actually... was so lethargic?"

Release water?

In just ten minutes, Gafan, who had already fallen to the ground dozens of times, felt that there were some things he said that he really didn't want to say.

He looked sideways with a dead-eyed look, and then found that standing not far away and discussing himself with someone was Youmu, whom he had met yesterday.

The other party's current image is very embarrassed because he is also stained with a lot of dust, but he gives people a feeling of energy and energy, which is much better than the silent look yesterday.

And Youmu, who noticed Gafan's gaze, waved gently as a good morning greeting.

"What are you whispering to each other? Is the training too easy? And Youmu, keep practicing your sword. You are not worthy of the image of a 'hero' who defeated the Pig-headed Emperor in the story!"

Bai Lao looked over with cold eyes, and instantly frightened the crowd.

"Okay, okay, yes!"

"I'm practicing, I'm practicing!"

After snorting at those guys who were all taught by him, Bai Lao turned his attention back to Gafan.

"Okay, no one will disturb you anymore, it's time to get up and continue practicing your sword."

"... Got it."

Gafan weakly stood up from the ground...well, it would be easier to float.

Under the somewhat surprised look in Bai Lao's eyes, Gafan got up from the ground again with a somewhat graceful movement, then held the hilt of the sword with both hands and pointed it at himself again.

"Hey, Mr. Bai."

"What's the matter?"

"What's the point of me practicing this?" Gafan asked with some confusion.

After all, if you don't count Yan Ling, he is just an ordinary person. Even if he practices swordsmanship for several days with a three-minute intensity, it is impossible to achieve anything famous.

At that time, it is estimated that the power of a sword slash will not be as powerful as a casual comment such as water pressure cutting.

"Everything makes sense."

Bai Lao still had a faint smile on his old face, which was quite rare for him who was in the process of being taught swordsmanship.

Normally, when he is helping Master Rimuru teach swordsmanship, he will maintain an encouraging smile throughout the process. As for others...

Hit it harder to show that you care.

As long as you sweat more during training, you will bleed less during battle.

"Brother Gafan, you may encounter times when you can't use your special abilities. It's always good to have more ways to defend yourself against enemies."

Looking at the man in front of him who was saying depressing words but always getting up from the ground to continue after being knocked down, Bai Laoxi touched his beard habitually and said.

"Furthermore, swordsmanship is not only about practicing skills, but also about tempering one's will and 'heart'."

Bai Lao pointed to his chest, and then looked directly into Gafan's eyes.

"Brother Gafan, I can't feel the desire to become stronger in your heart. No, to be more precise...it should be that you have no obsession in your heart."

After waving his simple sword flower casually, Bai Lao looked at the guys on the side who were concentrating on training themselves.

"Did you know? In the heart of every warrior, there is more or less an obsession, whether it is to protect someone, or simply want to become stronger, or a longing for a certain goal, etc. , but you don’t have it in your heart. Instead, you seem to be a little confused about the future.”

Bai Lao thought for a while, looked at Gafan who was silent and thoughtful, and showed a plain smile that only an elderly person would have.

"This kind of thing can't be said to be a bad thing. After all, everyone has his own ambitions, and there are many people who don't like fighting. But if you have something you want to do, it's always good to become stronger."

"...Old Bai, why are you telling me this?"

"Hoho, just think that older people always like to chatter, and I can't help but talk more to people who are about to leave."

Looking at the surprised Gafan, Bai Lao smiled and pointed at his eyes that had seen all the vicissitudes of the world, and said softly.

"Brother Gafan, I have lived for a long time. I have seen countless people who are about to leave for a long distance, so I can tell."

In response, Gafan silently looked at the old ghost man in front of him.

He could feel that the other party seemed to want to teach and guide him something as a veteran and elder.

That's not just swordsmanship, but other more important things.

Obsession...Oh, I don't understand it.

Gafan sighed helplessly, but.

"......Thanks."

"Hoho, let's end the chat here. Brother Gafan, try to feel the sword in your hand and treat it as an extension of your body."

"Uh, okay, I'll try."

"Qiang——"

Three seconds later.

Lying on the ground, Gafan started to stare at the sky again in a daze: "..."

He is thinking about life.

Chapter 71: The Coming Disaster Part 1

"So tired——"

The sun was at noon, and Gafan, who had been falling all morning at the training ground, was wandering around the streets like a lonely ghost with a tired look on his face.

He didn't know whether he had learned swordsmanship. Instead, he had thoroughly studied how to adjust his posture when he fell to reduce pain and injuries.

New knowledge has been added.

That's great, Gafan thought with a blank expression.

"Oh, my shoulders are so sore. I've been swinging a sword all morning. Is this considered exercise before meals?"

The mud on his blue and white robe that had been stuck when he fell had long since disappeared. Gafan did stretching exercises and chest expansion exercises with his feet off the ground, and then looked at passers-by with strange looks. Next, discover...

"Muscle soreness is relieved, and physical recovery speeds up... Well, it's better to be better this way."

After moving his shoulders slightly again, Gafan nodded affirmatively and showed a satisfied smile.

"Okay, it's time to go get some food. Milim didn't tell me where they had lunch, either?"

After thinking about it, Gafan glanced at the location of the red dot representing Xiao Lin on the virtual panel.

"Well, it's probably in this direction. Well, let me measure the distance first... the space is forced to move."

The next moment, Gafan's figure disappeared from the place.

...

at the same time.

"Shion probably didn't come in this direction, right?"

At the entrance of a certain alley, Rimuru, who was in slime state, cautiously stretched out his partially translucent body and looked around.

After confirming that Shion, who was looking for him everywhere with "takoyaki balls", was indeed not nearby, Rimuru breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Shion, I also want to have a normal lunch sometimes..."

"Rimuru, what are you doing here?"

"Whoaaah!"

The sudden sound startled Rimuru, and his jelly-like body shook violently.

Then, he found himself being picked up directly from the ground.

"Hey, Rimuru, do you want to come and eat something delicious with me?"

Holding the slime in her arms, Milim smiled happily as if she had found a treasure on the roadside.

"So it's Milim? Don't scare me."

After seeing clearly who the other party was, Rimuru said helplessly.

At first he thought he was discovered by Ziyuan, but when he was picked up directly, he thought it was Gafan.

In the end, they all guessed wrong. It seems that he is really slow.