World Destruction Magic

Hell training

After a while my teacher named Wiliam agreed to train me crazy. I also told her about me and what happened during this time, as well as my desire to always be by my sister's side to protect her.

At length we talked about my past, but this was only a 1-way conversation, more precisely only I told you about me, and my teacher seemed to cover up his past. Like where he came from and why he's so strong. But I don't mind that because maybe he has his own reasons for not telling her.

And after our conversation I finally asked her permission to go back to the temple and tell my sister. I'm sure he must be very worried.

"Teacher!!.. can I have a minute to meet my sister and let her know?. I'm sure he must be very worried now". Say I begged him.

“Hmmm, how so.. I'm not going to stop you, but it depends on you, whether you can return safely" while scratching his head slightly.

“Hahh? What's the matter with the way there?” I said curiously.

My teacher walked over and tried to talk to me. “come here!.."said himself.

I followed him and was surprised to see a beautiful sight at the same time terrible. “Hahh!!!... I..here!!?.. what is this!!?.."I said while being very surprised to see him.

“Yeah.. actually this is also my reason why I want to train you" said My teacher while looking at the scene as well.

“This is a mountain covered by the valley of death!!.. each side is filled with powerful magic creatures" while closing his eyes and sighing.

“d.. don't tell me this is why you became the guardian of this mountain!!"I said with a shudder.

“yaa!.. but other than that there are other reasons. The point is you have to figure out how to get through this whole horde of magical creatures in order to get back. Although I know this is difficult but I have to be responsible for bringing you here" said My teacher while folding his hands behind his back.

Shit!!.. this is kind of crazy!!.. how many hundred years do I have to train to be strong and get through this place!!...

But.. I have to be able to!.. either way!.. my sister is waiting for me!.. and he could have been hurt in my absence.

But if I make it back and can't get stronger.. it's all the same useless, and I still can't protect my sister..

I turned my head and looked at my teacher and said."Teacher!!!.. please train me as hard as you can, until even magic submits to me!!.. I beg you teacher" with a fiery gaze and a burning spirit I said it in front of my teacher.

“That sounds crazy, and of all people you're the only one I know who said that!!.. hahahaha!!.. well let's do it!!"My teacher yelled at me.

“Good teacher!!!!!...."I shouted as loud as I could.

This is where my hellish training began. I was literally made almost crazy by his training, and the name of the training hell wasn't just a boast by him.

My teacher knows that my magic mana energy is weak, so he prefers physical training in a crazy way. Even so. I'm not discouraged because of my small magic energy, because my main goal is to become strong at any cost.

Exercises such as push-ups with 100kg stone weights and continue to increase, meditation exercises for days, mountain climbing exercises, mountain descent exercises and avoiding the pursuit of magic monsters, rock crushing exercises as big as a hill coated with high-level endurance magic, to survive in the valley of magic a few days. I tried to get used to the training exercises as much as I could, it might be hard to start but gradually I got used to it.

On the other hand, my teacher created a space and dimension magic that was unaffected by time to shorten my practice time. Because the concept of this magic room is that time is absolutely slow. And it was in that magic that I trained to fight with my master.

Over and over again my legs were broken, my hands were broken, my body was burned, my eyes were blinded, my eardrums were ruptured, my mouth was torn just because of fighting with him, but even so I never felt that he was really serious about fighting with me. Because if he's serious, he's got to work his magic.

Even though my body was destroyed many times he still used magic too if he wanted to heal me, but never used his magic to fight. I wonder what the magic really is.

Shortly after the completion of the daily exercise I sat down and pondered a little, in my mind. "sis.. "wait for me," I said in my heart.

And suddenly I thought about my little magic. “Hmmm.. magic yes.. it could be a problem if I don't have magic in the future," I muttered while pondering.