Frieren: Dominating Aura From the Start Chapter 102: The Beginning of Agusheed Becoming a Crutch Per

Fifty-ninth year before the Sinseki Era, the first year of the Hero party's departure.

The seventh day of the journey to find Serie.

The first day of training the hero party, morning ti 6:00—

"Why is there really no ti for eating ahhhhhhh!!!"

Once again convulsing all over from Annihilation Lightning electrocution, yet not stopping the motion of chewing bread in his mouth,

Himl, who just wanted to rest while eating, helplessly looked at the black text appearing before his eyes.

[Please follow the contract and practice "Escald Swordsmanship Complete Guide" (Elentary) 1,000 tis during 6:00-12:00]

[In exchange for obtaining "One of the Escald Flow Sword Techniques - Absolute Death, Absolute Fate"]

In the vicious cycle, endlessly repeating and suffering from headaches, Himl, to avoid being electrocuted again...

Had no choice but to bite the cream bread in his mouth and pick up the wooden sword that had been prepared nearby—

Then walked to the dining table in the castle's great hall.

Under the collective gaze of five people, including Agusheed and the Hero of the South...

Himl began practicing the Escald Flow Swordsmanship Complete Guide he had just obtained according to the Equal Contract's requirents.

"Ugh..."

"Himl has really gone mad."

This was the complaint from the other three mbers of the hero party.

But actually, the three had guessed this was definitely Agusheed's handiwork.

Just because Agusheed had never spoken up, the three tactfully didn't ntion it.

—Whether Frieren, Heiter, or Eisen, none wanted to beco like Himl over there by asking one extra question.

Looking sympathetically at Himl being electrocuted again for taking a bite of bread,

Heiter and Eisen silently exchanged glances with the magic little elf,

Signaling her to inquire about their training content.

"Hope we don't beco like Himl."

This was the shared thought of the three at this mont.

Frieren shifted her body, slowly sitting to Agusheed's left.

She hugged Agusheed's arm, looking at the cold and ruthless old father with pitiful eyes.

"Agusheed..."

The white-haired elf swallowed, pointing at Himl over there with hesitation and worry.

"Our training thods won't be the sa as Himl's, right?"

Can't rest or eat...

Get electrocuted for any slacking off—

Gulp, absolutely not that kind of thing!!

Feeling his little daughter's gentle swaying, staring at Himl swinging his sword shadows, Agusheed lowered his head slightly.

Gently pressing Frieren's head, under the white-haired elf's pitiful gaze,

Agusheed slowly spoke, completely dispelling the doubts in her heart.

"I only made one of those magic tools for training him, so you don't need to worry."

"I've individually created different training programs for each of you..."

—

Creating different training programs for each mber of the hero party wasn't empty talk.

Although Agusheed had never thought about how to teach a four-person hero party consisting of a hero, monk, warrior, and mage,

Obviously, such a trivial matter was hardly difficult for the strongest Grand Demon who had lived for over a thousand years.

This was also natural...

After all, standing before the hero party was—

The Hero of the South's teacher,

A good friend of the world's strongest monk and owner of the Hero's Sword,

The initiator and first instructor of the Shadow Warrior program,

A substitute lecturer for the first and second court mages and one of the original two directors of the Holy Staff Court,

The husband of humanity's strongest great mage Flam—

With such an impeccable resu and unimaginably long list of titles...

Agusheed could be called the world's strongest educator.

So just taking the ti for an afternoon tea, he had created corresponding programs for the four based on their individual situations.

Except for Himl's temporary modifications, the other three's plans were very normal.

For instance...

"I just need to read books in the Library?"

Looking at the content written on her personal plan,

Frieren looked up at Agusheed sowhat incredulously.

Wuu wuu wuu...

Indeed, Agusheed still loves !

I love papa the most!!

Throwing herself into Agusheed's arms, the magic little elf nuzzled against that warm palm while humming.

Regarding the white-haired elf's gratitude and embrace, Agusheed didn't say much.

Because he really had nothing to say.

Having Frieren accumulate magic in his Library wasn't because he was biased.

This was simply because what the white-haired elf currently lacked most was comprehensiveness in magic.

Battle experience—

Frieren had fought quite a few Grand Demons during the early period of the thousand-year human-demon war.

Although this included the dark history of almost being killed by Macht's glare, relatively speaking, she really didn't lack combat experience.

Magic power sensing, manipulation, and suppression—

After a thousand years of training, Frieren had already developed these aspects to the limits of what she could currently achieve.

Even in Flight Magic, she had reached Flam's forr level.

So expanding the comprehensiveness of magic in Agusheed's Library was what she should be doing most now.

"Let see, mine is..."

"Hmm... go to the monastery on the northern cliff of the Heaven Vein Dragon to study the Spell book comntaries left there and the first Holy Staff's practice notes?"

"There's actually a monastery here too?"

Heiter, surprised by his training task, was obviously distracted for a mont.

He found it hard to imagine that Agusheed, being a mage and Grand Demon, would actually establish a monastery for monks to worship the Goddess in his own ho.

Moreover, studying Spell book comntaries and the first Holy Staff's notes...

Compared to Himl who was being electrocuted—

Wasn't this a bit too easy?

"Don't celebrate too early."

Seeing through Heiter's thoughts, Agusheed shattered his presumptuous fantasy of ease.

"That monastery was originally built at the request of the forr Unified Empire's archbishop."

"Because its purpose was to pass down the Spell book interpretation records of that ti..."

"So it gathered materials from thousands of monasteries within the empire's territory."

"I've compared the records inside with today's Spell book interpretation progress."

"There are at least nine types of Goddess Magic that are currently unrecorded."

"Plus the few small tests the first Holy Staff left there..."

"If you're not desperate and devout enough, you might not be able to take all the knowledge from there."

Nine types of unrecorded Goddess Magic?!

Just this phrase alone made Heiter ignore everything else.

Knowing the trendous significance this represented, he abandoned his relaxed ntality,

Then very sincerely bowed his head, expressing gratitude to Agusheed in excitent.

"I'm deeply grateful, Mr. Agusheed. I really don't know how to thank you..."

"I... I... I..."

Looking at Heiter who had beco sowhat incoherent,

Agusheed nodded slightly, stopping Heiter's intention to stand and bow.

"I'll say it again, don't celebrate too early—"

"If after a month, you ultimately can't obtain that knowledge,"

"Then even if I give you another chance, you won't have the ti."

The last one to open his training plan...

Was Eisen.

And his training plan was the simplest of the three.

So simple it was only nine short characters.

"With the God of War's replica..."

"Sparring?"

As a warrior, no one understood better than Eisen what the Blood-Stained God of War represented...

That was truly the strongest warrior!!

Also the insurmountable mountain for human warriors for hundreds of years.

Up to now—

Among all warriors who set out to subjugate Rivale, none had appeared who could survive taking one punch from him.

"Fighting with Rivale's replica...?"

Just having this thought made Eisen's hands tremble uncontrollably.

At the sa ti, he was once again shocked by the strength of Frieren's father.

"My Projection Magic can at most project a replica with seventy percent of Rivale's power."

"For you warriors, there's no better training thod than this, right?"

Hearing Agusheed's words, Eisen silently nodded.

His trembling fingertips contained fear, but also...

A trace of excitent?

—

"Um, Mr. Agusheed, what about ?"

Harboring the last hope, regretting his earlier actions, Himl finally looked toward Agusheed.

"I won't just be repeating what I wrote yesterday continuously... ahhhhhhh!!!"

Himl's inquiry was forcibly cut off halfway by Annihilation Lightning.

But his voice successfully drew Agusheed's attention to him.

Frieren, Heiter, Eisen, including the Hero of the South who had been watching the show—

At this mont, all were sowhat curious about Agusheed's answer.

And unexpectedly—

Facing Himl's question, Agusheed actually shook his head with a light laugh.

Himl, who had already felt hopeless...

In this instant, the fire of hope ignited in his eyes.

He endured the tingling brought by Annihilation Lightning and tentatively asked Agusheed:

"It's not?"

"It's not just that."

Himl's vision went black, and he almost lost consciousness.

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