Summoned to a fantasy world as a gateway, but I have more plans!

Volume 1: Adjusting

In the fields of green two men ferociously swinging their wooden swords, it was a test of agility and strength. Dancing with their sword with force making the air 'whoosh', Fleisher did a quick step towards Ishino luring him to step back. Fleisher extended his arm and cast Freichter as quickly as possible, again luring Ishino to dodge it then Fleisher dashed to him and swung his sword horizontally.

Ishino staggered back as Fleisher simply smirked. "Ah, I have gotten shabby through the peaceful years." Said Ishino, pulling out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiping the sweat dripping from his forehead, Fleisher did the same. The sun soon is about to reach its peak, it shone brightly emitting great heat causing the two who were training for hours now to sit and enjoy the passing breeze; the grass and their hair swayed by the breeze's movement. It's already been 6 weeks since they started training, and both Fleisher and his father learned lots of things about each other.

After those 10 minutes health break, as they started calling it, both went back to their usual training this time testing Fleisher's endurance. When Ishino first implemented this he was scared but as days went by he got used to it.

A heavy swing struck Fleisher welcoming it without resistance, he staggered a little and started to develop tremors, however, his father continued to smack his chest, legs, and his back. After 1 minute of heavy strikes all over his body, he finally fell, those 60 seconds felt like an eternity.

Falling on all fours, Fleisher trembled immensely. He forced himself to stand up to prepare for the next wave. Modest yet wide bruises are visible on his chest, his breathing became ragged, and close to fainting. His father casts a healing spell which didn't remove all of the pain, but Fleisher was relieved. His father soon would cast a healing spell, a big one called "Cleopadrone".

Pointing the magic to his chest the part that took lots of damage, then engulfed in a large intangible dark green sphere, it wasn't just Fleisher the ground itself was healed, everything inside the sphere was healed. Light green sparkles glittered in the air fluttering. Those sparkles beckoned that the healing had finished and just the right time as Ishino gathered and prepared his mana.

"You are very exhausted today, should we cancel this?" Ishino lowered his sword as looked at Fleisher visibly exhausted and in pain along with a sorrowful bearing. Much to his surprise, Fleisher pushed himself.

"Do not worry, father. It is still Tuesday; I can rest for the rest of the week until enrolment comes!" Ishino objected due to seeing Fleisher's leg shaking, and can barely stand up.

"No, you look like you're going to collapse soon, we're going to stop the training here." Ishino's gathered mana in his hands vanished then holstered his wooden sword.

"Now, I want you to spend the rest of the day resting. Want you to be in full shape and have enough rest when the enrolment comes. You can handle my heavy strikes already, not once, but lots of times. This shows that your training paid off. I am proud of you, but I do not want you to see yourself push harder to your limits, you are still a child remember that, understood?" Fleisher has no other way to deny his father, he was right and all he could do now was listen to him.

The idea of immediately being overpowered just like in novels and manga he read before popped into his mind, he wanted to be the hero to save the world, but he was weak, he wasn't gifted—or maybe he is?

Fleisher dazed at the skies daydreaming mindlessly walking through the scenic vivid flowerbeds. As he was about to stomp on the precious flowerbeds, Ishino called out to him to watch where he was about to step. Fleisher turned grumpy due to his father disrupting him from the daydream. "Fine!"

Again, back to daydreaming this time still grasping into reality his daydream turned into deep thought. Fleisher still does not want to proclaim himself as the main character, an overpowered being that can defeat a villain that has terrorized the world for years in just months. He thought about what action he should take, what to avoid, and foresee what destiny brings him. They were very simple questions, but even for simple thoughts careful planning still is crucial.