It All Started With A Lightning

Training

William had awakened an hour before dawn. He felt quite rested. He stood up and lit two large candles on the table in his room. When he stood in front of the bronze mirror, he noticed that his body was almost completely healed, except for some minor aches and pains. All the bloating he felt yesterday was gone.

He was hungry like crazy, but still, because of his previous life and not being used to this noble life, he could not wake the maid and ask her to prepare dinner. Anyway, he was going to go to practice soon. 'I'll eat later,' he thought.

When he arrived at the training ground, no one was there yet. Half an hour later, when it started to get light, he saw Pierce, who had carried him in yesterday, coming with a torch.

Pierce grinned when he saw William waiting in the dark. "You're early." He said.

William was already ready. "Yes sir!" he greeted Pierce.

Pierce just grinned. 'I hope you will not regret it.' He was passing through it.

About half an hour later, twenty other soldiers arrived. They all still looked sleepy, and tired. They frowned when they saw the little brat come before them. But they remained silent after what Pierce said yesterday. Everyone was lined up in order of height. William also joined them. He took the last place.

Pierce told them to follow him. They came to a small warehouse. Pierce entered the warehouse and came out with three logs one-meter-tall and one-foot-wide in his lap. He emptied the warehouse, scattering them across the entire team, starting with the tallest man.

When it was William's turn, he placed the log in front of him. With the slightly brightening air, William was able to make out the shape of the log. It was the same white iron tree as yesterday. But this time it wasn't in the form of a sword. It looked like a long thin spear shaft. It was two meters tall and as thick as William's arm.

When William looked to his right, he saw everyone putting logs around their necks. He also managed to put it on his neck, albeit with difficulty. 'Weight training?' he thought.

It was. After that, Pierce led them out of the castle gate with logs on their backs and told them to run ten laps around the castle.

William was able to complete the first lap without any problems, but in the middle of the second lap, he realized that his legs were starting to ignore him as he was now running with the weight on his back. He was able to finish the second lap slower. But it was almost twice the time. Meanwhile, other soldiers continued to run, creating an earthquake effect. When he finished the second lap, the soldiers were starting their fifth lap.

One of the soldiers purposely came in front of him as he was running and shouted, "You can only dream brat!"

Then he scraped his foot extra on the ground, sending a wave of dust and dirt into William's face.

He couldn't even wipe the dust and dirt off his face because of exhaustion. Then he said, 'Pray I don't get stronger, asshole! I'll beat you first,' but he was too tired to speak. In the third lap, he only started walking slowly like a turtle.

Nobody helped him. He saw Pierce send them into the castle ten laps later but waited for himself.

He had finished a total of ten laps, albeit slowly. As he threw the log from his back, he saw the sun in the sky almost reaching its peak.

Pierce glared at him angrily. "Who told you to drop the log?" he snapped.

William said, "Sorry, trainer!" ' putting the log on his back again, this time with more difficulty.

"Now go back to the training ground!" Pierce said.

"Yes, sir!"

When he crawled back to the training ground, he saw the other soldiers happily eating and relaxing in their huge bath vats. He was stunned by the sight he saw.