The Reincarnated Boy’s Growth Log ~The Harder I Work The Stronger I Can Become!?~ 9 8. Grow Daily ☆

It's been seven years since I updated my status.

The 8-year-old is now standing in the abyss of death.

"Don't distract !

"Whoa!

Use physical strengthening to avoid the current sword tip.

trying to get back on my feet because I avoided it in a weird way.

The opponent, who has no reason to miss such a gap, releases a cut from the right.

I take that with my sword, but it bounces back, and now it cuts up the unloaded sword from the bottom left.

Keep it up, I'll be cut and blown out of defense in ti.

I lost my mind even though I thought I was dead if it wasn't a wooden sword.

- Whoa, whoa.

"Ha!"

I get montum, I frown on my body pain.

"Finally awake?

That's three of my older n, Aerys Runwalker, looking down on . And there's another one, Mrs. Eileen Runwalker, who will teach swordsmanship to and my sister.

"You shouldn't think during practice, Ray. If it was in action, you'd be bleeding to death by now."

"Excuse , Doctor. Sorry, sister."

After I got that status, I asked my parents to work out.

I learn swordsmanship from my father Sieg, magic from my mother Ellis in general, and swordsmanship from Aerys' mother, Eileen.

I learned from my father and mother about physical strengthening because I haven't had a body in the first two years. By then, it was routine to move around to the limits of magic while strengthening the body. There were a lot of tis when Aeris would chase around on the way, but that would be one of the training.

And when I was 3, I finally got my own spear and sword. It's been a mock fight day like today since then.

My father, Sieg, and my teacher, Eileen, taught the basics only for the first month, and then there's only real life! Or so I'm just doing a mock fight. And I was spending my days looking at the results and pointing out where I couldn't. What a family of brains.

Ellis is the only one who attacks with logic. On the contrary, I wondered what to do when I was about to be reminded of magical logic from scratch...

"Rember this book!" I almost went mad when I saw the very thick book I brought. 'Cause there's about a Hiroshi Garden in my last life, right? You think I want to read that? I managed to convince Sieg that there was no longer a way...

Well, my status changed a lot, thanks to my family who taught a lot for .

Ravelt Runwalker, 8-year-old man, Rebeloo.

Occupation: Student

Health: 480

Magic Power: 520

Muscle strength: 300

Agility: 310

Resistance: 610

Magic: 240

Title: Goddess Astel's Observed Without Limits The Difficult and the Genius Mage

Skills: Skills: Skill Level 3 Swordsmanship Level 3 Thunder Magic Level 4 Wind Magic Level 3 Water Magic Level 2 Fire Magic Level 1 Earth Magic Level 2 Light Magic Level 1 Dark Magic Level 1 Life Magic Level 3 Strong Level 4 Body Enhancent Level 4 Sign Detection Level 2 Magic Detection Level 2 Courtesy Level 2 Language (Continental) Rebeloo

This is what happened to .

After all, there are tis when Sieg and Ellis are sons, and I feel highly apt for thunder magic and wind magic. Because if you're a normal person, you can only use two or three kinds of magic. They suddenly have less people available from about four different kinds.

I have no restrictions because of my title. So I could also get the sa titles of genius magicians as Ellis. When I got this, Ellis said, "That's my boy!" I was honestly happy when you held tight.

When I was thinking about the status, Aerys slapped in the head with a wooden sword.

"How dare you?"

"I'm sorry. I was wondering how I could beat my sister"

Since I started learning swordsmanship, I've worked with my sister, but I've never been able to win. My sister was strong enough to think that this was the difference in talent. Occasionally I see him practicing mixed with the Borderline Uncle's army, but when I saw him snuff off soldiers in the army, I was surprised by the boulders.

Look at your sister's status like that.

Aerys Runwalker, 11, female, level 16.

Occupation: Swordsman

Health: 560

Magic: 340

Muscle strength: 720

Agility: 840

Resistance: 430

Magic: 220

Title: Son of the Sword Disease Wind Thunder

Skills: Swordsmanship Level 5 Wind Magic Level 3 Fire Magic Level 2 Body Enhancent Level 4 Life Magic Level 2 Courtesy Level 2 Sign Detection Level 4

It has a title I've never seen before.

Wind Thunder: Those who cut down enemies quickly and radically. Increased muscle strength and agility status

It's definitely that training... the soldiers were flying.

"Ugh! I'm confused again! There are two of your most important people here."

Whoa! Is it that ti already? Looking back, my mother Ellis and Chloe ca to the two girls I was going to run for.

"Brother ~!" and it was Phyllia Runwalker who was born when I was three. Be my fruitful sister. She looks lightly curled in her blonde hair and has jade eyes. Oh, my God, this sister has a special eye called the Spirit Eye and she can see the Spirit. That I'm still flying around her.

And the other one.

"Ah! Dear Phyllia, it's sloppy! Master Ray! Hold tight, too! Please be headless!" It ca to Krona, the sa age as Phyllia and daughter of Chloe. It has a fine cat mimi and sippo of the cat clan by inheriting his mother's blood. Chloe got married when I was 2 and gave birth to Chlona the following year. After that, I'm educating you to make Krona my exclusive. Chloe succeeds Anne, the forr chief samurai, as chief samurai.

"No! It's Phee's ti now! Krona is waiting!

"Dear Phyllia, Kechi! Don't!"

Usually they're two good friends, but when I get involved, I fight every ti.

"Oh, you're hot. Ray."

"Master Ray. If you're gonna take responsibility, you're gonna be okay with getting my hands on Krona, right?

No, no! I'm not getting my hands on a 5-year-old yet!

"What the hell! You don't have a hand in , but you still have a hand in the little Phyllias!

Hey, sister! What are you doing in here? The teacher's laughing in the back.

Enjoying a happy ti while surrounded by such toddlers and girls, I hoped this ti would continue.

It was the first ti I was born a week after those days that difficulties stood...