My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Upon hearing the title "Knight of Fire," a hint of nostalgia appeared on Harold's face, which quickly disappeared.

"Hahaha~, that's all in the past. Young man, what's your name?"

“You can just call me Fujiki, Principal,” Kouta said.

“Fujiki, is that right? The intelligence I have indicates that you used to live in the slums. Judging from your behavior, you don’t seem like someone who has always lived in the slums. Why are you there?” Harold asked routinely.

Kouta had already fabricated his backstory. His expression turned sorrowful, and his voice became low: "As far back as I can remember, I lived with my parents in the outer city. Then one day, my father went out and never came back. My mother raised me alone, but she died a few years later, and then I was all alone..."

Harold listened and fell silent, looking at Kouta with pity.

He did not ask for further details, whether it was his father's job before his death or how his mother raised him; behind these were scars that were too painful to recall.

"Fujiki, welcome to the Royal Knight Academy. We hope you can make a positive contribution to the country."

"Thank you, Principal." Kouta nodded.

Boom boom boom!

A knock sounded at the door, and a graceful young woman walked in.

Her most striking feature is her long, slender legs. She is tall, with a slim waist, a charming face, and fair skin. Her large breasts bounce slightly as she walks, showing amazing firmness and elasticity.

“Ms. Caroline, you’re not complaining that there are no geniuses in your class, are you? This is a Divine Blood Awakener, so we’re entrusting him to you,” Harold said.

"A Divine Blood Awakener?!" Caroline's previously indifferent expression immediately turned to Kouta with great enthusiasm. "You're a Divine Blood Awakener, what's your name?"

"Fujiki."

"Fujiki~, what a strange name. But never mind, from now on you're a student in my class. Come with me." Caroline picked up Kouta's file and led the way.

Kouta followed the new teacher, turning left and right until he arrived at the door of a huge room on the second floor.

"Fujiki, right? I already know about your background. Because you are a newcomer who has never been exposed to training methods before, you have to start from scratch, which is why you were assigned to my class."

But don't worry, most of the students in my class have never been exposed to training methods or have only been exposed to them a little. You are a Divine Blood Awakener, and you will rise to prominence very soon.

After listening to Ms. Caroline's words, Kouta understood that this class must be what is called the bottom of the class. However, he had already planned to stay here for the time being, and it didn't matter what class he was in.

"Ms. Caroline, I understand."

"Okay, I'll take you inside."

Caroline opened the door to what looked like a conference room and led Kouta inside.

The classroom was tiered, with only a dozen or so students. A huge blackboard stood at the front, where an old professor-looking man was lecturing.

Upon hearing the door open, the classroom fell silent.

Everyone looked at Kouta as he entered, filled with curiosity.

As Ms. Caroline began introducing Kouta, the news that he was an Awakened One of Divine Blood immediately drew many stares, some filled with envy, others with jealousy…

After a brief self-introduction, Kouta chose a seat in the last row.

Although it is a cultivation academy, almost all the students there are nobles, so there are still academic classes. Of course, attending these classes is not mandatory; cultivation is the primary focus.

Therefore, Kouta saw that two-thirds of the seats in the huge classroom were empty.

He was quite interested in academic subjects, as they were an important way to understand the world.

The old professor spoke: "...Long ago, before humankind was even born, Walter, the first sun god and eldest son and husband of the earth goddess Ottilia, was made the god of the sky by Ottilia, who granted him the power to rule the heavens. Walter gradually became disrespectful to her, so she gave birth to a beautiful daughter, Heri, and a handsome son, Garcia, similarly granting them the authority of the sky god. Walter was only allowed to rule the daytime, while Heri and Garcia ruled the nighttime. From then on, Walter never dared to disrespect the earth goddess Ottilia again..."

Kouta listened attentively below, inwardly marveling, "Indeed, no matter the world, people love to use myths to allude to the political struggles of the time."

Kouta speculated that this might be a power-sharing mechanism employed by rulers in ancient human societies, using fictional deities to...

Thinking of this, he suddenly stopped.

He was almost led astray by his ingrained thinking from his previous life, assuming that myths were false, merely products of a primitive human society.

But is it really fake?

He was clearly having sex with a god last night.

However, Hui showed no divine authority whatsoever in his presence, causing him to unconsciously overlook this fact.

So, are myths and legends really false?

You have to understand, this is another world!

Even if gods or something exist, it wouldn't be surprising, would it?

"Hui, does God exist in this world?" Kouta asked Hui in his heart.

"God? There is absolutely no god at the level of a ruler like the one in the original body."

However, I'm not sure about what lies beyond that. If such a being exists, even I wouldn't be able to detect it if it wanted to conceal its presence, and vice versa. Kouta, why are you asking this?

"Just asking," Kouta replied. "By the way, Kei, what kind of god are you?"

"Me? Nothingness."

……

After about an hour of cultural lessons, everyone began preparing to go to the special training ground for a full day of knight training.

Their class's training ground was on the first floor, and it was set up somewhat like a modern indoor stadium, with many props and mannequins that were obviously used for physical training and combat training.

At this moment, there were already more than a dozen people inside, sweating profusely as they practiced standing meditation. Their expressions were as if they had swallowed bitter herbs; they gritted their teeth, their faces were tense, the veins on their foreheads were bulging, their thighs, bent at a ninety-degree angle, were trembling slightly, and their sweat soaked through their shirts and their entire bodies.

Kouta and his group's arrival went unnoticed by any of them.

Except for one person.

Thud!

The man fell to the ground, but his gaze never left Kouta, his eyes filled with terror, disbelief, and fear.

Kouta also noticed the commotion on his side, looked up and was equally surprised.

Kouta's lips curled up. He never expected to run into him here, his former good brother—Hum.

"Looks like he's living quite well with the gold chain he stole from me!"

Chapter 505 Star-Scarred Knight Training Method

When Kouta saw Hume again, even though only a short time had passed, he felt as if it were a lifetime ago.

These past few days with Hui have been so fulfilling. Every minute and every second is remembered so clearly that even though it happened just a few days ago, it feels like a long time has passed.

Moreover, upon seeing Hume, Kouta's hatred did not surge much, as if it were just a trivial matter.

This doesn't mean he forgave the other person, but rather that hatred no longer occupies much space in his heart; his heart is filled with something more important and precious.

The grudge must be avenged.

However, his current wish is to hold a young girl in his arms; revenge is merely a side effect.

Once he's ready to leave, he'll take his revenge. Now is not the time to act.

Having made up his mind, Kouta looked away.

What happened next was also beyond his expectations.

Hume's disheveled appearance instantly drew ridicule from the crowd:

"Hey, Baron Hume, what's wrong with you? You're already exhausted after only a short training session?" someone mocked.

Immediately, someone chimed in: "You're mistaken. Our Baron Hume sneaks out to train every day while everyone else is sleeping. How could he not be able to do it?"

"Yes, yes, you didn't see how hard he worked. While we were eating, he was training; while we were resting, he was training; while we were sleeping, he was still training. He's aiming to become an unparalleled powerhouse. How can we ordinary people understand that?"

Although Hume was granted the title of Baron by His Majesty the King, the title of Baron was the lowest rank of nobility and did not include any land. In reality, it was just a title of nobility, so they were not afraid of offending Hume at all.

However, they did not intend to isolate Hume from the beginning.

If Hume had acted like an ascetic from the start, they would have kept their distance, clearly distinguishing between the two groups, with neither interfering with the other.

However, when Hume first came in, he seemed eager to befriend them, but after spending a day or two with them, he entered a period of asceticism and stopped communicating with them.

That's absolutely disgusting.

It's like they used them up, got enough information from them, and then abandoned them.

The methods used were so crude and blatant; it was simply too much.

Furthermore, with instructions from within the family that Hume had offended a esteemed figure, they felt no further restraint.

As a result, Hume was quickly ostracized by the class.

In reality, Hume was simply putting his old ways of doing things into practice in the slums, prioritizing profit above all else.

While interpersonal relationships are about assessing the value of others, they shouldn't be based solely on exploitative value.

Hume was clearly unaware of this, or perhaps he was aware but simply disdained to waste his time engaging in empty pleasantries with these marginal figures.

Hume ignored the taunts. He got up again, found a corner to stand in, his gaze firm, looking like he had his sights set on the future.

He wanted to become a knight and join the Imperial Guard, which was his only chance to get close to Princess Christine.

Kouta naturally saw Hume regain her composure, a composure that even he found admirable.

Teacher Caroline arrived at the training ground soon and began directing everyone's training.

The group began physical training, some practicing standing meditation, some running, some lifting weights...

As a newcomer, Kouta was completely bewildered watching from the sidelines. Was this really the Knight Training Method?

Just as he was wondering, Ms. Caroline called him aside.

“Tengmu~, you are a Divine Blood Awakener, you don’t need to build a foundation like them, you can start the Knight Training Method directly.” Teacher Caroline easily mispronounced “Tengmu” as “Tengmu”.

"Teacher Caroline, what exactly is the Knight Training Method?" Kouta didn't care about such a trivial matter as the pronunciation of the name.

"Oh right, I forgot you don't know yet. Let me try to explain it simply," Ms. Caroline began.

Kouta listened quietly, and gradually a realization dawned on him:

It turns out that to become a knight, one needs to discover oneself and generate the flame of life. Once the flame of life is present within, one can try to use the knight training method to sense the mana factor in the outside world, guide the mana factor into the body, and make it fuel for the flame of life, making the flame of life strong enough to transform into the heart of a knight. Once this step is achieved, one becomes a knight.

The most common way to generate one's own life force is to exercise and make the body strong enough to reach the limit of one's physical abilities; at that point, the life force will be generated.

After this step, you will need to use the Knight Training Method to absorb Mana Factors and continue to strengthen the Flame of Life.

The knight training method is divided into external and internal methods, which complement each other and are indispensable.