-Frey Starlight Pov-
Everything had gone smoothly—hard work always paid off in training.
Sophia stood at the sidelines, observing everyone and stepping in only when she saw an opportunity to offer advice.
Sophia Tan, known as the Miracle of the Temple, had reached S-rank before turning thirty. Naturally, her guidance was invaluable.
However, she couldn't teach much. The Ten Thousand Steps of Shadow technique I practiced was far too intricate for her to grasp.
That was understandable. Even I didn't fully comprehend it. I was rely following what I had morized, moving on instinct alone.
Still, I felt I had made so progress in Shadow Adaptation. Clana wasn't the only one who had co to train with this ti—Danzo and Ragna had also joined in. It was as if they were making up for my previous escape.
Sparring against them was frustrating, considering how aggressive they were in combat, but at the very least, I had the chance to test different techniques.
I exhaled sharply as sweat dripped down my body.
Over two hours had passed since the practical training began.
Sophia must have noticed the ti as well, as she clapped her hands together.
"Alright, that's enough for today. You're all free to leave whenever you like."
So sighed in relief, while others remained indifferent.
Sophia was the first to leave, but as she did, I caught her looking at —just as she had been doing throughout the entire session.
"Great… unwanted attention."
I ran my fingers through my hair, undoing the ribbon that held it in place. My long strands cascaded down my back.
It didn't matter if I drew so attention now. As far as they were concerned, I was just an A-rank talent. Without knowing about the system, they wouldn't expect to surpass that.
"They'll lose interest soon enough… it's only a matter of ti."
I lifted my hair, running my fingers through it. It was damp with sweat, irritatingly so.
"Damn it… If I didn't look this good with long hair, I would've cut it off ages ago."
Every ti I saw my reflection in the mirror, I couldn't help but admire myself. Cutting my hair had beco an impossible decision.
I wished I could keep this body when I returned to my world.
I was lost in thought when Clana's voice suddenly snapped back to reality.
"Frey, what are you doing?"
I turned to find her staring at .
"What do you an?"
"This! Look at yourself—you're moving weirdly, touching yourself all over."
I frowned.
"What are you talking about? Can't I run my fingers through my own hair in peace?"
Clana sighed, turning away.
"I don't care anymore. Do whatever you want."
She left, leaving alone.
"Sigh… No one understands ."
I absently traced my fingers over the tattoo hidden beneath my training shirt.
I miss you, my friend…
Lost in mories of my beloved sword, Balerion, a sudden tremor ran through my body.
"Damn it…"
I knew exactly what that ant.
I scanned my surroundings and quickly spotted the cause—a girl watching from afar. White hair, crystal-blue eyes, a flawless figure… Seris Moonlight.
I clenched my fist, holding her gaze with equal intensity.
"Calm down, damn it… I'm in control here."
Forcing my body to stop trembling, I exhaled slowly.
In the end, Seris was rely surveying the area—she wasn't looking at specifically.
"Ugh… how embarrassing."
She left without a second glance.
Damn it, Frey's emotions are ssing with my senses.
"Looks like I'll need to punch myself again in the near future…"
Shaking off the thought, I turned away.
"I'm starving."
After returning to my room for a quick shower, I stepped out again, wandering through the temple.
"It's ti to visit Shaheen."
Every ti I entered the old man's tent, it felt like I had returned to my own world, even if only for a fleeting mont.
That feeling, along with the faint glimr of hope the system offered, was what kept going.
Without realizing it, the hour I spent with Old Shaheen had beco an essential part of my routine.
After enjoying a spicy al, I bid the old man farewell and returned to my room.
I was exhausted—so much so that I could've fallen asleep the mont I lay down.
But I forced myself to stay awake a little longer, opening my laptop.
I glanced at the task list, checking my progress for the day. As expected…
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Side Missions:
Confess to one of the Elite Class girls → 200 Achievent Points (Completed)
Win a 1v1 against one of the following opponents:
Snow Lionheart → 1,000 Achievent Points
Ghost Umbra → 750 Achievent Points
Seris Moonlight → 500 Achievent Points
Slap Emperor Maekar Valerion → 10,000 Achievent Points
Wander inside the Elite Dormitory… naked → 500 Achievent Points
Current Achievent Points: 4900
I sighed.
"I'm still a long way from getting the anti-magic Ability…"
I might be strolling through the dormitory naked soon…
The thought made laugh—this could very well be the riskiest move of my life.
Shaking my head, I ignored the missions and checked my stats.
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Status:
Host Na: Frey Starlight (Dual Soul)
Class: Swordsman
Talent Rank: A
Current Rank: D
Strength: D-
Speed: D
Agility: D
Endurance: E
Aura: SSS
Magic: G-
Swordsmanship: Level 3 (Limit Broken: Can now reach Level 7)
Talents: {Swordsmanship}, {Aura Manipulation}, {Poison Immunity}
Combat Style: Ten Thousand Steps of Shadow
Skills:
(Hawk's Eye) – A-rank
(Phantom Steps) – A-rank
(seduction) – F-rank
Abilities: Shadow Adaptation 0/7
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System's Note:
"You're like an annoying mosquito in this world. At least now you can bite, but in the end, you still get squashed."
I had long since stopped caring about the system's remarks. Paying attention to them would only piss off.
Still, I had advanced to D-rank.
Soon, progress would slow as I approached C-rank, especially with only an A-rank talent.
"I might have to break my limit soon…"
If I wanted to accelerate my training, I needed to push my talent to at least S-rank. And for that, I needed one thing—
Achievent Points.
That had beco a problem. The missions no longer provided enough.
I was betting on the main missions, but they were currently empty. Still, I was almost certain they'd appear when the temple's events unfolded.
"The Ultras Invasion…"
If my mory was correct, it would happen in a month. When it did, new missions would surely follow.
It would be a monuntal event—the supposed safest temple in the world being breached.
I needed to be ready before that happened.
I sighed, leaning back in my chair.
"A lot of work to do…"
I was about to ignore everything and sleep when my eyes drifted to my final mission—the one thread of hope I clung to.
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Final Mission: Win the Victoriad.
Ti Limit: Two Years
Failure Penalty: System Seal for One Year
Reward:
10,000 Achievent Points
System Question: One guaranteed answer from the System Engineer, no matter the question.
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What kind of answer would I get from the entity behind this screen?
Maybe returning to my world was sothing simple.
Or maybe… it was sothing ten tis harder than winning the Victoriad.
Either way, it didn't matter—so long as I could go ho in the end.
Suppressing my thoughts, I let sleep take over.
If I kept thinking about my world, the emotions I had buried would break free.
So, I simply closed my eyes and drifted into the quiet of the night.
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