Chapter 4 – Training 

At that moment, I felt something in me, but that was it. That is something I discovered by further analyzing Seraphina’s memories and my alternate future self. There is no such thing as a state window or a system.

As I thought at the time I chose my skill , the window is gone and I know I won’t see it again for quite some time.

“I’m going to ignore that I talked to just a sign as if it were a person,” I will forever bury that little episode. “Yeah, that never happened.”

‘What personal system or anything. that’s why you don’t have to get carried away with fiction This is not a novel.’ 

Anyway, I picked up the bell next to my bed and rang it. At that moment the beautiful maid from before came in with a wary look on her face. I now had two different views of her in my mind.

First, the memories of Seraphina picking her up a few years ago. There was no particular reason; she simply thought she was unusual and pleasing to the eye, so she took her as her personal maid, just because.

On the other hand, I can see my future self’s future memories, and just as I would act, I approached her with ulterior motives, seeking to drag her into my harem, but we lived through many experiences together that were important to my alternate self.

Apparently, at this point she has a neutral opinion, a little leaning towards hatred for me.

As far as I know, she is grateful that I rescued her and improved her quality of life, but she has to put up with me, or rather Seraphina, throwing tantrums, throwing things and yelling at her for any mistake.

Of course, that changed when I reincarnated, and as a good reincarnate, I won her favor. She was the reason that in my previous life I was able to get very far in this world, so I also have immense gratitude and appreciation for her.

I watched her enter cautiously and keep her distance. ‘Now that I remember, she has been thrown up twice by me,’ .

I would also keep my distance from someone who threw up twice on me. Even I, who am a man of broad tastes, do not have a fetish of such a high level.

I’ didn’t enjoy that experience and decided to pretend nothing happened. I know she would want it too. Sure, I’ll make it up to her later, but for now there’s something that’s been bothering me since I woke up.

“Elena, get me something to eat,”

I asked. I don’t know if it’s because I’ve gone so long without eating or from throwing up twice, but my stomach was killing me. So I asked her to bring me some food.

“Yes, my lady,”

She replied, still with wariness in her eyes. Following my orders, she left the room. I was still sorting out my thoughts, remembering recent events and organizing plans in my mind.

..

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After a good meal, I felt full and started with my plans, I looked at Elena who kept a considerable distance from me while eating…

‘ let’s think it’s out of respect for me ‘ . 

Well, leaving that aside, it was time to act.

“Hey Elena, is my father at home at the moment?” I asked.

“My lady, remember that his excellency went to the capital and will be back in a few days,”

Apparently, my father of this life is not at home, but well, it’s only a few days, so I can wait.

I know this is no time to stay in my bed, so I asked Elena what time it was. Apparently, it was still morning. According to her, yesterday, after dinner, I retired to my room.

After an hour of sleeping, I got up, vomited on her and passed out. They called the family doctor, but he said it was just something in the food that went bad on me.

After 4 hours when she hear some noises in my room she came in and I threw up again, passing out again.

At that point and with the butler’s piercing gaze, the doctor did another thorough inspection but found nothing wrong.

..

So they waited to see how I woke up the next day, which led to the events of earlier.

At that point I got out of bed and, with renewed vigor, said:

“Elena, get physical training clothes ready. You get dressed too, we’re going to train.”

“….”

Elena said nothing, but looked at me as if thinking whether I should call the doctor back to check me again.

“Why are you looking at me like that? Just hurry up.”

I was going to start training this noble body that had never in its life known the meaning of physical training.

..

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“haaa…. aaah… haaaa~. What’s wrong with this body? You are in worse shape than my previous body,”.

I decided to train my body, to start with what I had planned, but I didn’t even last fifteen minutes and I was already lying on the floor, panting.

Come to think of it, my future self chose light magic (EX), so he was always a powerful mage and didn’t need physical training.

Although he later learned art melee combat, he had an easier time improving her physical performance than I did.

I need to change my method. My body is not made for this, it would take years to see results. Now that I did not choose light magic, and considering this body does not have any kind of growth talent, it will be more difficult for me to become stronger.

‘I have no choice but to use one of my most powerful techniques I have since I was reborn’.

Abuse of power technique, first posture – wasting money 

“I will use the power of money,”

realizing how foolish I was. I was born into a ducal family known for being rich, why would I do simple common physical training, even though it’s a waste of resources what does it matter if it’s a waste, I’m rich anyway, I can make a pool of gold if I want to.

“Hey, Tristan, go and tell the butler, to give me the best art we have, to buy lots of potions of physical enhancement as well as stamina, and to hire a priest of the highest rank he can find.”

“Yes, miss,”

Tristan replied. Perhaps accustomed to my sending him on errands, he did not hesitate and followed my orders.

Tristan was my personal bodyguard and always followed me wherever I went, so he was my secondary errand boy after Elena, who was still looking at me with a strange face.

The reason I suddenly want to train is because in this world, to become strong, a person has to train.

There are no such things as cultivation or leveling up here. Training, as well as real battles, make you stronger.

So, the more you train, the more the results will back you up. But there is also talent, which makes you unable to go beyond a point, but that can be broken by external factors.

I decided that my body is so low talent that I need external factors right away. I sat in the seats not too far away from me.

Walking there was torture. It seems that the muscles in this body have never been strained as hard as they were today.

I started drinking the rich juice I specially ordered from the chef to improve my stamina. I motioned Elena over and gave her some of the juice.

She still had a wary look on her face. It seems the experience was more traumatic than I thought. Still, she slowly drank the juice without letting me out of her sight.

“This… you know… I’m sorry about before,”.

I couldn’t stand her distrustful face anymore ,even though I decided to bury those events, I better apologize.

But her reaction was more intense than I thought. At that moment, upon hearing my apology, she choked on her juice, making it spit in my face.

“….”

“I’m sorry, my lady. Please punish me accordingly,”

Elena said, seeing how badly she did, apologizing immediately as she knelt down begging for punishment.

“What do you mean by punishment? This is a rewa…. ehem!…. I mean, you don’t have to apologize. With this we are even, let’s pretend it never happened, you know about spraying someone else with substances”.

For a moment, my true thoughts almost came out. ‘It’s not like I like getting spit in my face or anything…. wait, who am I making excuses to?‘

I think I’m going crazy from so many memories permeating my mind. I talk to myself a lot lately, ‘I hope not to make a habit of it.’ 

“….”

She didn’t say anything, but you can tell from her face that he doesn’t agree that spitting in the face is balanced with being bathed in vomit twice.

But because of our status difference, she said nothing. It was already weird for her to escape without any punishment for spitting in my face.

The strange and uncomfortable atmosphere stayed with us until Tristan returned with everything I asked for.

Now the real training begins. That day, my stamina increased enough to last twenty minutes of beginner exercises.

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