Frieren: Dominating Aura From the Start Chapter 103: Himmel, Don't Run, Charge at the Imperial Priso

The ti of training flowed like unseen water, disappearing nearly half before anyone realized—

This was the consensus of Frieren, Eisen, and Heiter.

Under the great educator Agusheed's open educational philosophy,

Frieren, studying magic in the Library, expanded her own versatility.

Projection Magic, Body Double Swap Magic, mory Copy and Reading Magic...

These magics that had erged within the past thousand years but which Frieren didn't know were successively recorded and she began attempting to master them.

Heiter, studying the secret Spell book comntaries and the first Holy Staff's notes at the Imperial Cathedral (replica),

Truly deepened his understanding of the Spell book and obtained the attack magic Agusheed hoped he would master.

In so ways, his gains even far exceeded Frieren's.

Four lost Goddess Magics and the Barrier Magic left behind by that first Holy Staff—

This could no longer be described as earning a fortune.

Every ti he obtained a new Goddess Magic during his studies,

The devout alcoholic monk felt incredibly fortunate for this opportunity and journey that Frieren had brought by chance.

And Eisen needed even less ntion.

With the replica of the Blood-Stained God of War, the demons' strongest warrior, as his sparring partner day and night,

His physical strength and speed were visibly improving rapidly.

Although from beginning to end he could barely even fight back—

These experiences were equally precious treasures for this "death-fearing" warrior.

In short, everyone had a bright future.

And the three mbers of the hero party

All felt regret that this fulfilling and appropriate training had already passed nearly half its duration.

...

Only one person disagreed with them—

Undoubtedly,

That person was the one bearing the Equal Contract and personally supervised by Agusheed...

Himl.

Under Agusheed's supervision, having trained almost non-stop day and night for half a month, he felt only despair about training.

The schedule he had set for himself was already inhumane enough.

And the various other training Agusheed had added for him over this half month was even more cruel and inhuman.

Therefore, although his reward pool had the highest drop rate and was the most generous among the group,

Himl, who grew stronger day by day, never once felt happy about training.

Living each day like a year, seeing that nearly half the ti had passed, he only felt fortunate about this.

"This is the first ti I've seen Agusheed be so strict with soone..."

"Himl, you might be the most valued student in Agusheed's history—"

In the bedroom at 3:30 AM, hearing the white-haired elf's teasing, Himl turned his head.

Lying in bed, awakened from dreams by Frieren's sudden nightti visit, he showed a helpless yet happy smile.

"Perhaps that's true..."

Feeling like his whole body was about to fall apart, Himl stared fixedly at Frieren, who was using newly learned magic to relieve his fatigue—

For a mont, the hero suddenly felt that all his suffering these days was completely worth it.

"Speaking of which..."

"Frieren, why did you suddenly get up so early to find ?"

Glancing at the sky outside and confirming there was still ti before 4 o'clock, Himl tilted his head.

With quite curious tone, he asked the white-haired elf beside him who always liked to sleep in.

"Because this is the only ti Himl can relax a bit, right?"

Frieren looked up, eting the blue-haired hero's gaze with a matter-of-fact tone.

"I always felt you've been working hard lately, so I suddenly wanted to check on you."

"Mmm... and test the magic I just learned on you."

Thinking I'm working hard...

Coming to check on ...

Himl's gentle laughter echoed in the dark bedroom.

"So that's how it is..."

Lying in bed, he supported his face, carefully observing the white-haired elf before him as he leaned forward.

Through the few ssy strands of hair on his forehead, Himl looked gently at Frieren's profile.

Hiding his inner thoughts, the blue-haired hero whispered softly:

"Thank you, Frieren..."

"Hmph~"

Although Frieren wasn't clear what Himl was thinking about,

Using Magic That Can Deeply Relieve Others' Fatigue,

Feeling her actions were warm and gentle due to her companion's thanks, she puffed out her chest slightly.

"Don't be so moved by my tenderness that you can't help yourself, Himl."

"After all, as a caring big sister who's thousands of years older than you, doing these things is very normal."

Yeah...

It is very normal...

Himl agreed with a smile, then reached out to smooth down Frieren's long hair that had fallen by her ear.

He was about to speak under Frieren's puzzled gaze—

But a spine-chilling surveillance gaze made him freeze.

That gaze ca from behind Frieren.

From soone who had suddenly appeared beside them without even footsteps or door-opening sounds...

Agusheed.

The blue-haired hero, whose heart had been stirred by the white-haired elf's concern, suddenly rembered at this mont—

Agusheed had told him from the beginning...

He would silently co here twenty minutes before waking ti every day.

Without disturbing Himl's rest, he would sever the previous day's wounds and fatigue.

To ensure Himl could always face new training in the best condition.

And at this mont...

Looking at Agusheed's face, whose expression was hard to distinguish in the moonlight,

Himl felt his fatigue-removal treatnt for today was probably ruined.

Frieren was already accustod to Agusheed's sudden appearances.

So she didn't seem too surprised, just blinked at her old father to show innocence.

Patting his little daughter's head, Agusheed stared fixedly at Himl lying in bed enjoying himself.

With an obvious throat-clearing sound, the strongest Grand Demon let out a cold laugh.

Agusheed slowly moved his hand from Frieren's head to Himl's shoulder.

The next mont, a voice from hell rang in Himl's ear.

"Get up. Co with ."

Agusheed lowered his eyes, his tone as calm as if nothing had happened.

But Himl knew this was just the final calm before the storm.

At this mont, Frieren's small hand gently tugged at her old father's sleeve.

"Agusheed, Himl hasn't fully recovered yet. Let him rest a bit more..."

Let him rest a bit more...

Hehe...

Regarding his daughter's request, who had clearly been bewitched,

Agusheed laughed coldly with increasingly icy eyes.

"Don't worry, his body is fine now."

"But Himl's hands still feel cold to touch."

Hands—feel cold to touch?

After another cold laugh, Agusheed took the hand Frieren was holding.

Looking at Himl, whose scalp was already tingling—

He gave the conversation-ending answer.

"It's fine. I understand Himl's body best."

"As soon as he starts training, he'll warm up imdiately."

—

After being forcibly dragged out by Agusheed, contrary to Himl's expectations...

Today's training was actually no different from usual.

Whether morning running or morning sword practice was the sa as always.

Moreover, Agusheed didn't even increase his training load today.

He was nowhere to be seen for the entire morning...

"Perhaps... Mr. Agusheed actually doesn't oppose and Frieren..."

Near afternoon, while eating bread and simultaneously training his reaction ability among hundreds of swaying thousand-pound logs, Himl thought this.

Until Agusheed's cold call rang out from behind him.

Until that high-pitched roar and the giant dragon forged from white bones appeared before his eyes.

"What difficulty do these logs represent..."

"Co... Himl..."

"Charge at the Imperial Prison Dragon!!"

With a blank expression, Himl's vision went black.

He lost consciousness.

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