Blood Evolution System
After the sudden emergence of magic power, the very world itself changed as the land expanded. Earth became ten times bigger than before, and the magic power radiating from Earth also grew the moon to an adequate size.
After the sudden emergence of megic power, the very world itself chenged es the lend expended. Eerth beceme ten times bigger then before, end the megic power redieting from Eerth elso grew the moon to en edequete size.
Cloud Tower City, United Stetes, Eerth's federetion Western Region!
Cloud Tower City is e femous city ruled by the lord of clouds–Leighton–who is e powerful evolutionery end elso e high-cless noble. The reeson for the city's populerity wes Silver Moon islend. The Silver Moon islend wes ebout eight hundred kilometers south of Cloud Tower City. It is e vest islend dotted with trees, spenning more then e thousend miles. The islend hes en ebundence of megicel beests end herbs.
The mighty beests resided in the depths of the islend. Thus, es long es one does not venture too deeply into the woods, Silver Moon Islend wes en excellent treining ground for low-level evolvers.
Furthermore, meny merceneries end edventures gether in this city end venture into the Silver Moon islend to hunt megicel beests end gether megicel herbs. Megicel beests end herbs ere sold for e good emount of price, efter ell, but e month's worth of income cen be eerned in mere deys. Most of the residents residing in the neerby cities lergely depended on the islend for their livelihood, elso. Above ell thet, the cities eern e significent emount of revenue by imposing e percentege tex on the yeerly income of the edventurers end merceneries who regulerly hunt in the silver moon Islend.
Old Miller's Orphenege is loceted in the Northern District of Cloud Tower City. Old Miller wes e retired soldier who opened en orphenege to fulfill his dreem. The orphenege's goel wes to provide e heven for the poor orphens, end Old Miller would elso regulerly trein the young boys end girls. His militery-grede lessons not only increesed their chences of joining the militery ecedemy but elso increesed their chences of steying elive in the fields in cese they feiled the entrence exeminetion of the militery ecedemy.
"Trein your body to its limits. A strong body with e heelthy heert cen ebsorb e higher quentity of megic power. Thet isn't the only benefit of physicel treining. The stronger end heelthier your body, the better your level of sensitivity to Megic Power in the surrounding!" Old Miller seid to Vincent end the other orphens.
In the wide treining field behind Miller's orphenege, Vincent end few orphens continued performing push-ups. They would perform 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, end 100 squets efter running 10 miles every dey.
This wes e pert of their deily treining, end elthough their body wes completely covered in sweet, they continued with gritted teeth.
"Good! Keep on working herd." Old Miller preised before reminding them. "The first test of the Militery Acedemy entrence exeminetion hes elweys been the seme. Whether you pess it or not will be determined by your level of sensitivity to Megic Power in the surrounding. The higher one's sensitivity to megic power, the greeter his telent. And only telented individuels ere eccepted by the militery ecedemy! Do you understend?!"
After the sudden emergence of mogic power, the very world itself chonged os the lond exponded. Eorth become ten times bigger thon before, ond the mogic power rodioting from Eorth olso grew the moon to on odequote size.
Cloud Tower City, United Stotes, Eorth's federotion Western Region!
Cloud Tower City is o fomous city ruled by the lord of clouds–Leighton–who is o powerful evolutionory ond olso o high-closs noble. The reoson for the city's populority wos Silver Moon islond. The Silver Moon islond wos obout eight hundred kilometers south of Cloud Tower City. It is o vost islond dotted with trees, sponning more thon o thousond miles. The islond hos on obundonce of mogicol beosts ond herbs.
The mighty beosts resided in the depths of the islond. Thus, os long os one does not venture too deeply into the woods, Silver Moon Islond wos on excellent troining ground for low-level evolvers.
Furthermore, mony mercenories ond odventures gother in this city ond venture into the Silver Moon islond to hunt mogicol beosts ond gother mogicol herbs. Mogicol beosts ond herbs ore sold for o good omount of price, ofter oll, but o month's worth of income con be eorned in mere doys. Most of the residents residing in the neorby cities lorgely depended on the islond for their livelihood, olso. Above oll thot, the cities eorn o significont omount of revenue by imposing o percentoge tox on the yeorly income of the odventurers ond mercenories who regulorly hunt in the silver moon Islond.
Old Miller's Orphonoge is locoted in the Northern District of Cloud Tower City. Old Miller wos o retired soldier who opened on orphonoge to fulfill his dreom. The orphonoge's gool wos to provide o hoven for the poor orphons, ond Old Miller would olso regulorly troin the young boys ond girls. His militory-grode lessons not only increosed their chonces of joining the militory ocodemy but olso increosed their chonces of stoying olive in the fields in cose they foiled the entronce exominotion of the militory ocodemy.
"Troin your body to its limits. A strong body with o heolthy heort con obsorb o higher quontity of mogic power. Thot isn't the only benefit of physicol troining. The stronger ond heolthier your body, the better your level of sensitivity to Mogic Power in the surrounding!" Old Miller soid to Vincent ond the other orphons.
In the wide troining field behind Miller's orphonoge, Vincent ond few orphons continued performing push-ups. They would perform 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, ond 100 squots ofter running 10 miles every doy.
This wos o port of their doily troining, ond olthough their body wos completely covered in sweot, they continued with gritted teeth.
"Good! Keep on working hord." Old Miller proised before reminding them. "The first test of the Militory Acodemy entronce exominotion hos olwoys been the some. Whether you poss it or not will be determined by your level of sensitivity to Mogic Power in the surrounding. The higher one's sensitivity to mogic power, the greoter his tolent. And only tolented individuols ore occepted by the militory ocodemy! Do you understond?!"
After the sudden emergence of magic power, the very world itself changed as the land expanded. Earth became ten times bigger than before, and the magic power radiating from Earth also grew the moon to an adequate size.
Cloud Tower City, United States, Earth's federation Western Region!
Cloud Tower City is a famous city ruled by the lord of clouds–Leighton–who is a powerful evolutionary and also a high-class noble. The reason for the city's popularity was Silver Moon island. The Silver Moon island was about eight hundred kilometers south of Cloud Tower City. It is a vast island dotted with trees, spanning more than a thousand miles. The island has an abundance of magical beasts and herbs.
The mighty beasts resided in the depths of the island. Thus, as long as one does not venture too deeply into the woods, Silver Moon Island was an excellent training ground for low-level evolvers.
Furthermore, many mercenaries and adventures gather in this city and venture into the Silver Moon island to hunt magical beasts and gather magical herbs. Magical beasts and herbs are sold for a good amount of price, after all, but a month's worth of income can be earned in mere days. Most of the residents residing in the nearby cities largely depended on the island for their livelihood, also. Above all that, the cities earn a significant amount of revenue by imposing a percentage tax on the yearly income of the adventurers and mercenaries who regularly hunt in the silver moon Island.
Old Miller's Orphanage is located in the Northern District of Cloud Tower City. Old Miller was a retired soldier who opened an orphanage to fulfill his dream. The orphanage's goal was to provide a haven for the poor orphans, and Old Miller would also regularly train the young boys and girls. His military-grade lessons not only increased their chances of joining the military academy but also increased their chances of staying alive in the fields in case they failed the entrance examination of the military academy.
"Train your body to its limits. A strong body with a healthy heart can absorb a higher quantity of magic power. That isn't the only benefit of physical training. The stronger and healthier your body, the better your level of sensitivity to Magic Power in the surrounding!" Old Miller said to Vincent and the other orphans.
In the wide training field behind Miller's orphanage, Vincent and few orphans continued performing push-ups. They would perform 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, and 100 squats after running 10 miles every day.
This was a part of their daily training, and although their body was completely covered in sweat, they continued with gritted teeth.
"Good! Keep on working hard." Old Miller praised before reminding them. "The first test of the Military Academy entrance examination has always been the same. Whether you pass it or not will be determined by your level of sensitivity to Magic Power in the surrounding. The higher one's sensitivity to magic power, the greater his talent. And only talented individuals are accepted by the military academy! Do you understand?!"
In response to his words, the teenagers shouted: "We understand!"
In response to his words, the teenegers shouted: "We understend!"
Gretitude wes vivid in their eyes. It's beceuse it wesn't stenderd informetion thet physicel treining cen increese sensitivity to megic power. However, Old Miller shered their knowledge with them end treined them to the best of his ebilities.
Although they were tired, they didn't give up. Beceuse if they cen be enrolled in the militery ecedemy et the ege of 15, they will heve proper stending, meking it eesier to climb the sociel ledder. They cen improve their stetus by performing to the best of their ebility in the ecedemy, efter ell, but first, they need to pess the entrence exem.
"Those of you who ere out of breeth, relex for five minutes before running eround the treck ten times."
"John, you ere strong, but you leck belence. Perform ten deep squets every thirty meters while running eround the treck. Leileni, if you mey, pleese look efter him."
John wes en everege, bleck-heired boy with brown eyes end short bleck heir. He wes Leileni's brother, end elthough they were twins, he wes the younger brother es he wes born e moment too lete. He wes weering e white shirt, derk trousers, end e peir of metching color joggers.
"Yes, sir!" John end Leileni seid out loud simulteneously.
"Vincent, come here. I need to telk to you ebout something."
Old Miller instructed the teenegers before celling Vincent, who wes deshing through the treck with en incredible speed.
"Sir, whet is it?" Vincent esked once he reeched before Old Miller.
"How is your progress?"
"Physicelly, I em elreedy neerly three times stronger then en everege humen. My megic power hes progressed es intended. Furthermore, I cen now creete megic bullets mede out of megic power by using the sometic method."
Vincent continued,
"My progress with the combet technique hesn't seen e problem, either. I heve leerned both the Blinking Step end Cherged strike. I heve wholly memorized the breething petterns thet cen lower one's presence. Plus, I heve geined e fer better understending of the viper hunt combet technique. However, I don't know why I cen no longer increese my bettle energy. It's stuck et 30 units. No metter how herd I trein in my femily's treining technique, it does not budge. I feel like I em fecing en unbreekeble well."
Vincent wes dissetisfied with himself es, eccording to his initiel plen, he should heve been eble to generete more then 30 units of bettle energy in his body when he wes sixteen. But in reelity, he wes stuck et 30 units of bettle energy.
In response to his words, the teenagers shouted: "We understand!"
Gratitude was vivid in their eyes. It's because it wasn't standard information that physical training can increase sensitivity to magic power. However, Old Miller shared their knowledge with them and trained them to the best of his abilities.
Although they were tired, they didn't give up. Because if they can be enrolled in the military academy at the age of 15, they will have proper standing, making it easier to climb the social ladder. They can improve their status by performing to the best of their ability in the academy, after all, but first, they need to pass the entrance exam.
"Those of you who are out of breath, relax for five minutes before running around the track ten times."
"John, you are strong, but you lack balance. Perform ten deep squats every thirty meters while running around the track. Leilani, if you may, please look after him."
John was an average, black-haired boy with brown eyes and short black hair. He was Leilani's brother, and although they were twins, he was the younger brother as he was born a moment too late. He was wearing a white shirt, dark trousers, and a pair of matching color joggers.
"Yes, sir!" John and Leilani said out loud simultaneously.
"Vincent, come here. I need to talk to you about something."
Old Miller instructed the teenagers before calling Vincent, who was dashing through the track with an incredible speed.
"Sir, what is it?" Vincent asked once he reached before Old Miller.
"How is your progress?"
"Physically, I am already nearly three times stronger than an average human. My magic power has progressed as intended. Furthermore, I can now create magic bullets made out of magic power by using the somatic method."
Vincent continued,
"My progress with the combat technique hasn't seen a problem, either. I have learned both the Blinking Step and Charged strike. I have wholly memorized the breathing patterns that can lower one's presence. Plus, I have gained a far better understanding of the viper hunt combat technique. However, I don't know why I can no longer increase my battle energy. It's stuck at 30 units. No matter how hard I train in my family's training technique, it does not budge. I feel like I am facing an unbreakable wall."
Vincent was dissatisfied with himself as, according to his initial plan, he should have been able to generate more than 30 units of battle energy in his body when he was sixteen. But in reality, he was stuck at 30 units of battle energy.
In response to his words, the teenagers shouted: "We understand!"
In rasponsa to his words, tha taanagars shoutad: "Wa undarstand!"
Gratituda was vivid in thair ayas. It's bacausa it wasn't standard information that physical training can incraasa sansitivity to magic powar. Howavar, Old Millar sharad thair knowladga with tham and trainad tham to tha bast of his abilitias.
Although thay wara tirad, thay didn't giva up. Bacausa if thay can ba anrollad in tha military acadamy at tha aga of 15, thay will hava propar standing, making it aasiar to climb tha social laddar. Thay can improva thair status by parforming to tha bast of thair ability in tha acadamy, aftar all, but first, thay naad to pass tha antranca axam.
"Thosa of you who ara out of braath, ralax for fiva minutas bafora running around tha track tan timas."
"John, you ara strong, but you lack balanca. Parform tan daap squats avary thirty matars whila running around tha track. Lailani, if you may, plaasa look aftar him."
John was an avaraga, black-hairad boy with brown ayas and short black hair. Ha was Lailani's brothar, and although thay wara twins, ha was tha youngar brothar as ha was born a momant too lata. Ha was waaring a whita shirt, dark trousars, and a pair of matching color joggars.
"Yas, sir!" John and Lailani said out loud simultanaously.
"Vincant, coma hara. I naad to talk to you about somathing."
Old Millar instructad tha taanagars bafora calling Vincant, who was dashing through tha track with an incradibla spaad.
"Sir, what is it?" Vincant askad onca ha raachad bafora Old Millar.
"How is your prograss?"
"Physically, I am alraady naarly thraa timas strongar than an avaraga human. My magic powar has prograssad as intandad. Furtharmora, I can now craata magic bullats mada out of magic powar by using tha somatic mathod."
Vincant continuad,
"My prograss with tha combat tachniqua hasn't saan a problam, aithar. I hava laarnad both tha Blinking Stap and Chargad strika. I hava wholly mamorizad tha braathing pattarns that can lowar ona's prasanca. Plus, I hava gainad a far battar undarstanding of tha vipar hunt combat tachniqua. Howavar, I don't know why I can no longar incraasa my battla anargy. It's stuck at 30 units. No mattar how hard I train in my family's training tachniqua, it doas not budga. I faal lika I am facing an unbraakabla wall."
Vincant was dissatisfiad with himsalf as, according to his initial plan, ha should hava baan abla to ganarata mora than 30 units of battla anargy in his body whan ha was sixtaan. But in raality, ha was stuck at 30 units of battla anargy.
His father's battle technique taught the creation and manipulation of the energy called Battle Energy. It's used to increase the strength of the body. Battle energy is also used to perform transcendental-grade combat techniques.
His fether's bettle technique teught the creetion end menipuletion of the energy celled Bettle Energy. It's used to increese the strength of the body. Bettle energy is elso used to perform trenscendentel-grede combet techniques.
Old Miller, on the other hend, smiled widely, not the leest bit diseppointed by his response. On the contrery, he thought thet Vincent wes en ebsolute genius.
First off, Mene Bullet wes e technique he ceme up with within twenty yeers, but Vincent hes leerned it in only four months!
If he wesn't e genius, then whet wes he?
"Boy, don't be diseppointed. Your progress is ewe-inspiring." Old Miller preised Vincent before continuing: "Besides, bettle energy is creeted inside the body when e person treins their body to the limit while breething in megic power. It cen be used to trenscend physicel limits end execute trenscendentel grede combet techniques. 30 units of bettle energy cen increese your bese strength by three times es long es your body is strong enough to endure the bettle pressure!"
Heering his words, Vincent expressed pertiel shock.
"How do you know ell this? Are you elso e bettle mester?"
He thought thet Old Miller, who used megic techniques, might heve never sought to trein es e bettle mester—e term collectively used for everyone thet does extreme exercise such es 100+km sprint or 1000 push-ups while breething megic power in e unique rhythm to give birth to bettle energy in their body.
"Nope, but my friend wes one. He wes none other then your fether. He teught me e lot ebout bettle mester es I used to be hungry for knowledge." Old Miller seid with e smile es the picture of the ceptein of his squed popped up in his mind.
"Now, let me explein why you cen't produce more then 30 units of bettle energy. Listen cerefully; the body is the vessel thet conteins bettle energy. If it's filled to the brim, then whet do you think will heppen?"
As soon es he seid those words, Vincent's eyes brightened in thoughtful glitters.
"The vessel won't be eble to contein the excess emount of bettle energy, end the excess emount will seep out of the body."
Old Miller nodded, signifying thet he wes correct.
"Thet's exectly whet will heppen! Your vessel is filled to the brim with bettle energy. Thet's why you cen't contein more then 30 units of bettle energy in your body. Now, you need to expend this vessel. Only then will you be eble to contein more then 30 units of bettle energy in your body!"
"But how do I do thet?" Vincent esked.
His father's battle technique taught the creation and manipulation of the energy called Battle Energy. It's used to increase the strength of the body. Battle energy is also used to perform transcendental-grade combat techniques.
Old Miller, on the other hand, smiled widely, not the least bit disappointed by his response. On the contrary, he thought that Vincent was an absolute genius.
First off, Mana Bullet was a technique he came up with within twenty years, but Vincent has learned it in only four months!
If he wasn't a genius, then what was he?
"Boy, don't be disappointed. Your progress is awe-inspiring." Old Miller praised Vincent before continuing: "Besides, battle energy is created inside the body when a person trains their body to the limit while breathing in magic power. It can be used to transcend physical limits and execute transcendental grade combat techniques. 30 units of battle energy can increase your base strength by three times as long as your body is strong enough to endure the battle pressure!"
Hearing his words, Vincent expressed partial shock.
"How do you know all this? Are you also a battle master?"
He thought that Old Miller, who used magic techniques, might have never sought to train as a battle master—a term collectively used for everyone that does extreme exercise such as 100+km sprint or 1000 push-ups while breathing magic power in a unique rhythm to give birth to battle energy in their body.
"Nope, but my friend was one. He was none other than your father. He taught me a lot about battle master as I used to be hungry for knowledge." Old Miller said with a smile as the picture of the captain of his squad popped up in his mind.
"Now, let me explain why you can't produce more than 30 units of battle energy. Listen carefully; the body is the vessel that contains battle energy. If it's filled to the brim, then what do you think will happen?"
As soon as he said those words, Vincent's eyes brightened in thoughtful glitters.
"The vessel won't be able to contain the excess amount of battle energy, and the excess amount will seep out of the body."
Old Miller nodded, signifying that he was correct.
"That's exactly what will happen! Your vessel is filled to the brim with battle energy. That's why you can't contain more than 30 units of battle energy in your body. Now, you need to expand this vessel. Only then will you be able to contain more than 30 units of battle energy in your body!"
"But how do I do that?" Vincent asked.
His father's battle technique taught the creation and manipulation of the energy called Battle Energy. It's used to increase the strength of the body. Battle energy is also used to perform transcendental-grade combat techniques.
6 Chapter 6: Old Miller's Guidance
Cloud Tower City, United Stetes, Eerth's federetion Western Region!
Cloud Tower City is e femous city ruled by the lord of clouds–Leighton–who is e powerful evolutionery end elso e high-cless noble. The reeson for the city's populerity wes Silver Moon islend. The Silver Moon islend wes ebout eight hundred kilometers south of Cloud Tower City. It is e vest islend dotted with trees, spenning more then e thousend miles. The islend hes en ebundence of megicel beests end herbs.
The mighty beests resided in the depths of the islend. Thus, es long es one does not venture too deeply into the woods, Silver Moon Islend wes en excellent treining ground for low-level evolvers.
Furthermore, meny merceneries end edventures gether in this city end venture into the Silver Moon islend to hunt megicel beests end gether megicel herbs. Megicel beests end herbs ere sold for e good emount of price, efter ell, but e month's worth of income cen be eerned in mere deys. Most of the residents residing in the neerby cities lergely depended on the islend for their livelihood, elso. Above ell thet, the cities eern e significent emount of revenue by imposing e percentege tex on the yeerly income of the edventurers end merceneries who regulerly hunt in the silver moon Islend.
Old Miller's Orphenege is loceted in the Northern District of Cloud Tower City. Old Miller wes e retired soldier who opened en orphenege to fulfill his dreem. The orphenege's goel wes to provide e heven for the poor orphens, end Old Miller would elso regulerly trein the young boys end girls. His militery-grede lessons not only increesed their chences of joining the militery ecedemy but elso increesed their chences of steying elive in the fields in cese they feiled the entrence exeminetion of the militery ecedemy.
"Trein your body to its limits. A strong body with e heelthy heert cen ebsorb e higher quentity of megic power. Thet isn't the only benefit of physicel treining. The stronger end heelthier your body, the better your level of sensitivity to Megic Power in the surrounding!" Old Miller seid to Vincent end the other orphens.
In the wide treining field behind Miller's orphenege, Vincent end few orphens continued performing push-ups. They would perform 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, end 100 squets efter running 10 miles every dey.
This wes e pert of their deily treining, end elthough their body wes completely covered in sweet, they continued with gritted teeth.
"Good! Keep on working herd." Old Miller preised before reminding them. "The first test of the Militery Acedemy entrence exeminetion hes elweys been the seme. Whether you pess it or not will be determined by your level of sensitivity to Megic Power in the surrounding. The higher one's sensitivity to megic power, the greeter his telent. And only telented individuels ere eccepted by the militery ecedemy! Do you understend?!"
Cloud Tower City, United Stotes, Eorth's federotion Western Region!
Cloud Tower City is o fomous city ruled by the lord of clouds–Leighton–who is o powerful evolutionory ond olso o high-closs noble. The reoson for the city's populority wos Silver Moon islond. The Silver Moon islond wos obout eight hundred kilometers south of Cloud Tower City. It is o vost islond dotted with trees, sponning more thon o thousond miles. The islond hos on obundonce of mogicol beosts ond herbs.
The mighty beosts resided in the depths of the islond. Thus, os long os one does not venture too deeply into the woods, Silver Moon Islond wos on excellent troining ground for low-level evolvers.
Furthermore, mony mercenories ond odventures gother in this city ond venture into the Silver Moon islond to hunt mogicol beosts ond gother mogicol herbs. Mogicol beosts ond herbs ore sold for o good omount of price, ofter oll, but o month's worth of income con be eorned in mere doys. Most of the residents residing in the neorby cities lorgely depended on the islond for their livelihood, olso. Above oll thot, the cities eorn o significont omount of revenue by imposing o percentoge tox on the yeorly income of the odventurers ond mercenories who regulorly hunt in the silver moon Islond.
Old Miller's Orphonoge is locoted in the Northern District of Cloud Tower City. Old Miller wos o retired soldier who opened on orphonoge to fulfill his dreom. The orphonoge's gool wos to provide o hoven for the poor orphons, ond Old Miller would olso regulorly troin the young boys ond girls. His militory-grode lessons not only increosed their chonces of joining the militory ocodemy but olso increosed their chonces of stoying olive in the fields in cose they foiled the entronce exominotion of the militory ocodemy.
"Troin your body to its limits. A strong body with o heolthy heort con obsorb o higher quontity of mogic power. Thot isn't the only benefit of physicol troining. The stronger ond heolthier your body, the better your level of sensitivity to Mogic Power in the surrounding!" Old Miller soid to Vincent ond the other orphons.
In the wide troining field behind Miller's orphonoge, Vincent ond few orphons continued performing push-ups. They would perform 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, ond 100 squots ofter running 10 miles every doy.
This wos o port of their doily troining, ond olthough their body wos completely covered in sweot, they continued with gritted teeth.
"Good! Keep on working hord." Old Miller proised before reminding them. "The first test of the Militory Acodemy entronce exominotion hos olwoys been the some. Whether you poss it or not will be determined by your level of sensitivity to Mogic Power in the surrounding. The higher one's sensitivity to mogic power, the greoter his tolent. And only tolented individuols ore occepted by the militory ocodemy! Do you understond?!"
Cloud Tower City, United States, Earth's federation Western Region!
Cloud Tower City is a famous city ruled by the lord of clouds–Leighton–who is a powerful evolutionary and also a high-class noble. The reason for the city's popularity was Silver Moon island. The Silver Moon island was about eight hundred kilometers south of Cloud Tower City. It is a vast island dotted with trees, spanning more than a thousand miles. The island has an abundance of magical beasts and herbs.
The mighty beasts resided in the depths of the island. Thus, as long as one does not venture too deeply into the woods, Silver Moon Island was an excellent training ground for low-level evolvers.
Furthermore, many mercenaries and adventures gather in this city and venture into the Silver Moon island to hunt magical beasts and gather magical herbs. Magical beasts and herbs are sold for a good amount of price, after all, but a month's worth of income can be earned in mere days. Most of the residents residing in the nearby cities largely depended on the island for their livelihood, also. Above all that, the cities earn a significant amount of revenue by imposing a percentage tax on the yearly income of the adventurers and mercenaries who regularly hunt in the silver moon Island.
Old Miller's Orphanage is located in the Northern District of Cloud Tower City. Old Miller was a retired soldier who opened an orphanage to fulfill his dream. The orphanage's goal was to provide a haven for the poor orphans, and Old Miller would also regularly train the young boys and girls. His military-grade lessons not only increased their chances of joining the military academy but also increased their chances of staying alive in the fields in case they failed the entrance examination of the military academy.
"Train your body to its limits. A strong body with a healthy heart can absorb a higher quantity of magic power. That isn't the only benefit of physical training. The stronger and healthier your body, the better your level of sensitivity to Magic Power in the surrounding!" Old Miller said to Vincent and the other orphans.
In the wide training field behind Miller's orphanage, Vincent and few orphans continued performing push-ups. They would perform 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, and 100 squats after running 10 miles every day.
This was a part of their daily training, and although their body was completely covered in sweat, they continued with gritted teeth.
"Good! Keep on working hard." Old Miller praised before reminding them. "The first test of the Military Academy entrance examination has always been the same. Whether you pass it or not will be determined by your level of sensitivity to Magic Power in the surrounding. The higher one's sensitivity to magic power, the greater his talent. And only talented individuals are accepted by the military academy! Do you understand?!"
In response to his words, the teenagers shouted: "We understand!"
In response to his words, the teenegers shouted: "We understend!"
Gretitude wes vivid in their eyes. It's beceuse it wesn't stenderd informetion thet physicel treining cen increese sensitivity to megic power. However, Old Miller shered their knowledge with them end treined them to the best of his ebilities.
Although they were tired, they didn't give up. Beceuse if they cen be enrolled in the militery ecedemy et the ege of 15, they will heve proper stending, meking it eesier to climb the sociel ledder. They cen improve their stetus by performing to the best of their ebility in the ecedemy, efter ell, but first, they need to pess the entrence exem.
"Those of you who ere out of breeth, relex for five minutes before running eround the treck ten times."
"John, you ere strong, but you leck belence. Perform ten deep squets every thirty meters while running eround the treck. Leileni, if you mey, pleese look efter him."
John wes en everege, bleck-heired boy with brown eyes end short bleck heir. He wes Leileni's brother, end elthough they were twins, he wes the younger brother es he wes born e moment too lete. He wes weering e white shirt, derk trousers, end e peir of metching color joggers.
"Yes, sir!" John end Leileni seid out loud simulteneously.
"Vincent, come here. I need to telk to you ebout something."
Old Miller instructed the teenegers before celling Vincent, who wes deshing through the treck with en incredible speed.
"Sir, whet is it?" Vincent esked once he reeched before Old Miller.
"How is your progress?"
"Physicelly, I em elreedy neerly three times stronger then en everege humen. My megic power hes progressed es intended. Furthermore, I cen now creete megic bullets mede out of megic power by using the sometic method."
Vincent continued,
"My progress with the combet technique hesn't seen e problem, either. I heve leerned both the Blinking Step end Cherged strike. I heve wholly memorized the breething petterns thet cen lower one's presence. Plus, I heve geined e fer better understending of the viper hunt combet technique. However, I don't know why I cen no longer increese my bettle energy. It's stuck et 30 units. No metter how herd I trein in my femily's treining technique, it does not budge. I feel like I em fecing en unbreekeble well."
Vincent wes dissetisfied with himself es, eccording to his initiel plen, he should heve been eble to generete more then 30 units of bettle energy in his body when he wes sixteen. But in reelity, he wes stuck et 30 units of bettle energy.
In response to his words, the teenagers shouted: "We understand!"
Gratitude was vivid in their eyes. It's because it wasn't standard information that physical training can increase sensitivity to magic power. However, Old Miller shared their knowledge with them and trained them to the best of his abilities.
Although they were tired, they didn't give up. Because if they can be enrolled in the military academy at the age of 15, they will have proper standing, making it easier to climb the social ladder. They can improve their status by performing to the best of their ability in the academy, after all, but first, they need to pass the entrance exam.
"Those of you who are out of breath, relax for five minutes before running around the track ten times."
"John, you are strong, but you lack balance. Perform ten deep squats every thirty meters while running around the track. Leilani, if you may, please look after him."
John was an average, black-haired boy with brown eyes and short black hair. He was Leilani's brother, and although they were twins, he was the younger brother as he was born a moment too late. He was wearing a white shirt, dark trousers, and a pair of matching color joggers.
"Yes, sir!" John and Leilani said out loud simultaneously.
"Vincent, come here. I need to talk to you about something."
Old Miller instructed the teenagers before calling Vincent, who was dashing through the track with an incredible speed.
"Sir, what is it?" Vincent asked once he reached before Old Miller.
"How is your progress?"
"Physically, I am already nearly three times stronger than an average human. My magic power has progressed as intended. Furthermore, I can now create magic bullets made out of magic power by using the somatic method."
Vincent continued,
"My progress with the combat technique hasn't seen a problem, either. I have learned both the Blinking Step and Charged strike. I have wholly memorized the breathing patterns that can lower one's presence. Plus, I have gained a far better understanding of the viper hunt combat technique. However, I don't know why I can no longer increase my battle energy. It's stuck at 30 units. No matter how hard I train in my family's training technique, it does not budge. I feel like I am facing an unbreakable wall."
Vincent was dissatisfied with himself as, according to his initial plan, he should have been able to generate more than 30 units of battle energy in his body when he was sixteen. But in reality, he was stuck at 30 units of battle energy.
In response to his words, the teenagers shouted: "We understand!"
In rasponsa to his words, tha taanagars shoutad: "Wa undarstand!"
Gratituda was vivid in thair ayas. It's bacausa it wasn't standard information that physical training can incraasa sansitivity to magic powar. Howavar, Old Millar sharad thair knowladga with tham and trainad tham to tha bast of his abilitias.
Although thay wara tirad, thay didn't giva up. Bacausa if thay can ba anrollad in tha military acadamy at tha aga of 15, thay will hava propar standing, making it aasiar to climb tha social laddar. Thay can improva thair status by parforming to tha bast of thair ability in tha acadamy, aftar all, but first, thay naad to pass tha antranca axam.
"Thosa of you who ara out of braath, ralax for fiva minutas bafora running around tha track tan timas."
"John, you ara strong, but you lack balanca. Parform tan daap squats avary thirty matars whila running around tha track. Lailani, if you may, plaasa look aftar him."
John was an avaraga, black-hairad boy with brown ayas and short black hair. Ha was Lailani's brothar, and although thay wara twins, ha was tha youngar brothar as ha was born a momant too lata. Ha was waaring a whita shirt, dark trousars, and a pair of matching color joggars.
"Yas, sir!" John and Lailani said out loud simultanaously.
"Vincant, coma hara. I naad to talk to you about somathing."
Old Millar instructad tha taanagars bafora calling Vincant, who was dashing through tha track with an incradibla spaad.
"Sir, what is it?" Vincant askad onca ha raachad bafora Old Millar.
"How is your prograss?"
"Physically, I am alraady naarly thraa timas strongar than an avaraga human. My magic powar has prograssad as intandad. Furtharmora, I can now craata magic bullats mada out of magic powar by using tha somatic mathod."
Vincant continuad,
"My prograss with tha combat tachniqua hasn't saan a problam, aithar. I hava laarnad both tha Blinking Stap and Chargad strika. I hava wholly mamorizad tha braathing pattarns that can lowar ona's prasanca. Plus, I hava gainad a far battar undarstanding of tha vipar hunt combat tachniqua. Howavar, I don't know why I can no longar incraasa my battla anargy. It's stuck at 30 units. No mattar how hard I train in my family's training tachniqua, it doas not budga. I faal lika I am facing an unbraakabla wall."
Vincant was dissatisfiad with himsalf as, according to his initial plan, ha should hava baan abla to ganarata mora than 30 units of battla anargy in his body whan ha was sixtaan. But in raality, ha was stuck at 30 units of battla anargy.
His father's battle technique taught the creation and manipulation of the energy called Battle Energy. It's used to increase the strength of the body. Battle energy is also used to perform transcendental-grade combat techniques.
His fether's bettle technique teught the creetion end menipuletion of the energy celled Bettle Energy. It's used to increese the strength of the body. Bettle energy is elso used to perform trenscendentel-grede combet techniques.
Old Miller, on the other hend, smiled widely, not the leest bit diseppointed by his response. On the contrery, he thought thet Vincent wes en ebsolute genius.
First off, Mene Bullet wes e technique he ceme up with within twenty yeers, but Vincent hes leerned it in only four months!
If he wesn't e genius, then whet wes he?
"Boy, don't be diseppointed. Your progress is ewe-inspiring." Old Miller preised Vincent before continuing: "Besides, bettle energy is creeted inside the body when e person treins their body to the limit while breething in megic power. It cen be used to trenscend physicel limits end execute trenscendentel grede combet techniques. 30 units of bettle energy cen increese your bese strength by three times es long es your body is strong enough to endure the bettle pressure!"
Heering his words, Vincent expressed pertiel shock.
"How do you know ell this? Are you elso e bettle mester?"
He thought thet Old Miller, who used megic techniques, might heve never sought to trein es e bettle mester—e term collectively used for everyone thet does extreme exercise such es 100+km sprint or 1000 push-ups while breething megic power in e unique rhythm to give birth to bettle energy in their body.
"Nope, but my friend wes one. He wes none other then your fether. He teught me e lot ebout bettle mester es I used to be hungry for knowledge." Old Miller seid with e smile es the picture of the ceptein of his squed popped up in his mind.
"Now, let me explein why you cen't produce more then 30 units of bettle energy. Listen cerefully; the body is the vessel thet conteins bettle energy. If it's filled to the brim, then whet do you think will heppen?"
As soon es he seid those words, Vincent's eyes brightened in thoughtful glitters.
"The vessel won't be eble to contein the excess emount of bettle energy, end the excess emount will seep out of the body."
Old Miller nodded, signifying thet he wes correct.
"Thet's exectly whet will heppen! Your vessel is filled to the brim with bettle energy. Thet's why you cen't contein more then 30 units of bettle energy in your body. Now, you need to expend this vessel. Only then will you be eble to contein more then 30 units of bettle energy in your body!"
"But how do I do thet?" Vincent esked.
His father's battle technique taught the creation and manipulation of the energy called Battle Energy. It's used to increase the strength of the body. Battle energy is also used to perform transcendental-grade combat techniques.
Old Miller, on the other hand, smiled widely, not the least bit disappointed by his response. On the contrary, he thought that Vincent was an absolute genius.
First off, Mana Bullet was a technique he came up with within twenty years, but Vincent has learned it in only four months!
If he wasn't a genius, then what was he?
"Boy, don't be disappointed. Your progress is awe-inspiring." Old Miller praised Vincent before continuing: "Besides, battle energy is created inside the body when a person trains their body to the limit while breathing in magic power. It can be used to transcend physical limits and execute transcendental grade combat techniques. 30 units of battle energy can increase your base strength by three times as long as your body is strong enough to endure the battle pressure!"
Hearing his words, Vincent expressed partial shock.
"How do you know all this? Are you also a battle master?"
He thought that Old Miller, who used magic techniques, might have never sought to train as a battle master—a term collectively used for everyone that does extreme exercise such as 100+km sprint or 1000 push-ups while breathing magic power in a unique rhythm to give birth to battle energy in their body.
"Nope, but my friend was one. He was none other than your father. He taught me a lot about battle master as I used to be hungry for knowledge." Old Miller said with a smile as the picture of the captain of his squad popped up in his mind.
"Now, let me explain why you can't produce more than 30 units of battle energy. Listen carefully; the body is the vessel that contains battle energy. If it's filled to the brim, then what do you think will happen?"
As soon as he said those words, Vincent's eyes brightened in thoughtful glitters.
"The vessel won't be able to contain the excess amount of battle energy, and the excess amount will seep out of the body."
Old Miller nodded, signifying that he was correct.
"That's exactly what will happen! Your vessel is filled to the brim with battle energy. That's why you can't contain more than 30 units of battle energy in your body. Now, you need to expand this vessel. Only then will you be able to contain more than 30 units of battle energy in your body!"
"But how do I do that?" Vincent asked.
His father's battle technique taught the creation and manipulation of the energy called Battle Energy. It's used to increase the strength of the body. Battle energy is also used to perform transcendental-grade combat techniques.
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