"So, currently we are in a town called 'Ardreon'. We arrived yesterday and are staying here until the necessary preparations are done. While we're in this town, my grandfather is giving me sword training," thought Kael, trying to dodge Victor's attack during their training session.

"Hold your sword up, boy! Correct your stance!" shouted Victor, his voice firm with authority.

"He’s killing me! For real, what the hell is this training?" Kael thought, almost on the verge of tears. "I’ve been training for the last eight hours without a single break. I said I was ready for hard work, but look at me. I’m just a 7-year-old child. No, I’m actually 26 years old, but that doesn’t matter—this body is 7 years old. I’m okay... I’m okay," he thought, breathing slowly to calm himself.

"Snap out of your thoughts, boy! Lift your sword a little higher. Feel your sword and your body becoming one. The sword is a wonderful weapon—make it a part of your body," said Victor, showing his care and passion for wielding a sword.

"Okay," Kael thought, remembering the sword fights he had watched in his previous life. "Well, it’s not like I was a huge fan of sword fights, but I used to watch them sometimes in my free time."

Kael adjusted his stance, holding the sword with both hands. His right leg was in front, his left leg back, leaning his body forward. He struck the sword up and down, focusing on the rhythm and control.

"No, no... no. This stance is full of openings. Remember, this sword is not just a weapon; it is an extension of your hand. Make it yours," said Victor.

"Yes, sir," replied Kael, determination in his voice.

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"That's enough for now. Come here and rest. Lunch is almost ready. Get yourselves filled, then continue the training," called Beatrice from a distance.

"Okay, coming," said both Kael and Victor.

(Scene changes)

Somewhere on the planet of Elarion...

"So, it's finally time, isn't it?" said a man, half of his face shrouded in darkness, only his mouth visible with an evil smile.

"Go to Eldoria and do your job. No need for any fight, just do your work secretly," instructed the mysterious man to one of his subordinates.

"Yes, sir," replied the subordinate before walking away.

"So, how will you entertain me, my friend Victor?" the mysterious man said, laughing menacingly.

(Scene shifts back to Kael)

"Here you go, young man. This is it. Maintain this position," said Victor in a happy, calm voice, appreciating Kael's progress.

"So, it's been four days since we left that house in the countryside, and in another 2-3 days, we will reach our destination. Whenever we get time, I practice. Thanks to my 'Learner' skill, I learn anything 1.5 times faster than anyone else at this stage. For now, I've got a pretty good grip on holding and swinging the sword, but I still can't defend against this man. His presence sends chills down my spine whenever I go straight at him with the intent to attack," thought Kael.

"So, now that you can use your sword, even if just a little bit, let me tell you: just holding and swinging the sword is not enough. Next, you need to improve your breathing," said Victor.

"Eh? Breathing? Why?" asked Kael.

"That's the problem, boy. You never listen and just question me. Listen to me. Breathing is more powerful than you think. Controlling it can be difficult, but it can improve your strength. How? That's your question, isn't it? What is the most important thing a body needs? Oxygen. More breathing means more oxygen, but more oxygen is wasted if not stored and used by the body. Proper breathing can enhance your overall strength, or you can use advanced breathing techniques to focus more oxygen in a particular part of your body," explained Victor, his eyes filled with passion.

"So basically, I'm dead," thought Kael with a pale face. "I am... a... a... (shouting in mind) dead!"