I must draw my sword immediately!

Chapter 39 The King's Appetite
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What are the side effects of learning multiple combat skills at once?

"Lukan told you to eat more, and even said to eat something good?"

"Are you going to die?"

After finishing her studies in the castle square, Sua walked through a group of cavalrymen preparing supplies for their horses in the manor and found Melly distributing food to another group of cavalrymen.

As a former staff member of the manor, she was quite familiar with the place and was able to find a considerable amount of supplies even though the manor had been ransacked by the chaotic soldiers two or three times.

At that moment, Suya's question was heard.

Mary thought for a moment with a strange expression, then shook her head.

"Hmm, I'm a magician, not a combatant, so I don't quite understand where your power comes from."

"You guys are also very curious. It's just ordinary slashing, running and jumping, but as the training time goes on, you can jump farther and run faster and the noise from your slashes will get louder and louder."

"However, as far as I know—"

"Through arduous training and constant practice, professionals eventually master a power called 'Combat Skills.' Each time a combat skill is learned, it represents a significant improvement for oneself."

"Those who have mastered one to three combat skills can be called attendants."

"At this stage, the physical attributes developed through combat training are between F and F."

"In layman's terms, it is the span from when a normal human being first exposed to professional training to when he or she completes arduous training."

"When both strength and agility reach the F-level standard, and the number of combat skills mastered exceeds five, one can be called a formal professional. For example, a swordsman is a junior swordsman."

"When you have mastered more than ten combat skills and your physical abilities have reached the E- standard, you may be able to sense a special thing called 'Qi'."

"Swordsmen who have generated 'qi' are called high-level swordsmen, and as long as they have completely mastered 'qi,' they are qualified to be promoted and become masters in the eyes of the world."

Hear this,

Suya silently counted on her fingers the number of combat skills she had learned.

【Riding】, 【Rolling】, 【Throwing】, 【Despicable means】, 【Swift steps】, 【False clock】.

In just one day, he had mastered six combat skills.

However, he did not become a professional-level junior swordsman.

Furthermore, he did not experience the wondrous feeling that Meryl described—the continuous training during combat skills practice that enhanced his physical abilities.

That is,

Humans in this world actually train themselves and increase their strength by learning combat skills.

Suya learned too quickly, which resulted in him mastering the [combat skills] without going through the 'training' process.

Without this link, the body cannot be properly trained, and values ​​such as strength, agility, and endurance cannot be improved.

Then,

How should he improve himself?

Sit-ups?
For a moment, Suya didn't know whether learning so quickly was a good thing or a bad thing.
The previous battles had made him realize that the thousands of techniques he had replicated in his previous life could not be directly transformed into effective power in this world; at most, they could only help him to draw inferences from one instance to another.

If I don't follow the rules of this world, how can I gain power?

The standard for becoming a professional swordsman is to reach rank F in physique.
The standard for becoming a high-level swordsman is that one's physique reaches level E-.
The standards for becoming a master, hero, or legend will likely only become more exaggerated.

What should I do if I miss this path to improvement?
"Gurgle~!!"

Just as he thought of this, a sound like the roar of a Tyrannosaurus Rex suddenly rumbled from Suya's abdomen.

The sound was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, startling the surrounding knights who all turned to look.
Dagonet, who was passing by with a tray, thought the enemy had attacked. He was so frightened that his eyes widened in horror. He instinctively took a quick step while carrying the tray, and then suddenly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Seeing everyone looking at him, and with knights standing far behind in line, Su Yaqiang put on a stern face, quickly took the plate from Mei Li's hand, and pretended to be nonchalant as he hurriedly slipped to the small round table that had been specially prepared for him, put down the plate, and sat down.

The plate contained a smoked fish, a large piece of green cheese, and a bowl of steaming cabbage soup.

These were all found by Mary and her men early that morning from the cellar. The various vegetables, fruits, beef, milk, cheese, and other things that should have been in the manor had been looted by the soldiers, and only these ingredients that were hidden relatively deep were found.

It wasn't very tasty, but at least the portion was large and filling.

"That's it for now, let's eat first."

After much deliberation and realizing he probably wouldn't get anything good from Lukan today, Suya had no choice but to suppress her worries and start eating.

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Ten seconds later, as Suya gracefully set down her licked-clean, gleaming plate, he frowned and looked down at his stomach.

"Strange, why am I getting hungrier the more I eat!" Suya looked up, silently picked up her tray, stood up again, and returned to Meryl, who was distributing food.
"Merry, could you please give me another one?"

Mary looked up blankly, thinking to herself, "We just met ten seconds ago, didn't we?"

Are you eating?
Are you perhaps inhaling a strong wind?
Also, why is your plate so clean? There isn't even a single fish bone in it!

Mei blinked, but ultimately resisted the urge to complain, and handed Suya another serving of food.

That's good. After all, a king should have this kind of appetite!

However.
Ten seconds later,
Meili was stunned when she saw Suya reappear in front of her, her face slightly flushed and a little embarrassed.

"Um, Meryl, could you please give me another one? Oh no, ten more?"

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Berne's territory.

At the entrance to Sir Hector's manor.

Half an hour before the team departs—

The knights, who should have been leading their horses here to assemble and prepare to depart, turned around after exchanging urgent orders with each other and ran nervously toward the manor.

Nearly a hundred people gathered in the small square where food was being distributed, all staring blankly at the small round table in the center of the square.

now,

Their king sat at the dining table, using a pair of strange little sticks in one hand to constantly pick up food from the plate and put it into his mouth, making relishing chewing sounds.

The king's movements were extremely elegant; even when eating with such unfamiliar tableware, he appeared more noble and graceful than any noble the knights had ever seen.

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"Squeak—!!!"

"Crack—!!!"

"Giggle giggle giggle—!!!"

It was like a tractor whirring and rattling around the square.
The terrifying sounds of bones, flesh, and fibers being mixed together, being crushed by teeth, blended by tongue, and swallowed by throat constantly emanated from the king's mouth!

"Rumble—!"

It was accompanied by a thunderous roar.
The knights couldn't understand what kind of monster could make that sound.
But compared to this,
What turned their shock and stunned silence into fear was—

The piles of plates beside Wang were like small mountains, stacked more than three meters high!
at this time,

Ten knights removed their armor, put on their everyday clothes, and ran to the pool in the manor carrying a pile of plates that reached their chins.

Ten knights were frantically scrubbing dishes by the pool, even though the dishes had already been licked so clean they were practically sparkling.

Ten knights went back and forth between the kitchen and the square, carrying out pot after pot of food and returning to the kitchen with empty pot after empty pot.

The ten knights were so exhausted in the kitchen that they opened their mouths wide and made panting sounds like blowers. Their eyes were bloodshot as they kept adding firewood and pouring ingredients into the pot.

The king's prophet and steward, responsible for directing the scene and constantly moving back and forth among the crowd, suddenly looked up and saw the dozens of knights who had just run over, looking stunned. She looked at them as if they were her saviors.
"quick!"

"You, yes, it's you!"

"—Knights!"

"Take off your armor, grab your tools, and quickly clean up. Watch out for the oil on the ground; make sure it's cleaner than your faces!"

"Hey, you serving knight, what's wrong with you? Ah... damn it, you're exhausted! Quick, you, finish the job!"

"And can anyone tell me where those two bastards, Lukan and Dagonet, went?!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Mary let out a near-collapse-like wail.
She turned her head with a helpless and terrified look to Suya, who was enjoying her meal.

why,
why,
Why can you eat more than a real dragon?!

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