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After 2 hours of the beginning of the training…
“AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”. Lance screamed in pain.
“Wrong! The hand needs to be completely flat for the attack on the neck. That will lower the air resistance on your hand, resulting in a clearer cut and a more fast attack. Strength, precision and quickness, that’s what your attacks needs.”
Drake explained.
“This… This is completely different from the others training he gave me… This is way too hard!”
“But enough of complaining, I’ve already promised father that I wouldn’t give up. Besides that, mother has expectations for my future… I CAN’T LET HER DOWN!”Thought Lance while struggling to get up.
Right now Lance was sparring with a A.G.(Artificial Golem) . They are robots that are used for combat, their main fuel is magic essence, that can come from rocks, potions or from human beings. They can be programmed with scripted magical formations or be directly controlled by its master (People who personally command A.G.’s in battle are know as
Puppeteers).
Lance tried again to attack the A.G.
He already knew that the robot liked to initial his attack with its right leg. Knowing that, Lance promptly evaded the kick by lowering himself. Immediately he fainted a hit to the stomach area of the A.G, with it falling for that. Lance took that chance to launch a strike to the neck.
But even before he aimed at its neck, he felt great pain. Lance knew that pain, it was the collar giving him a shock.
The faint fooled the robot, but wasn’t good enough for his father... But he had learned his lesson, Lance didn’t stop his attack and beheaded the A.G.
“Good!” Said Drake with a smile in his face.
“Hah… hah… Thanks…”Said Lance trying to get his breath back.
“Now you will do some strength and resistance training while I repair your sparring partner. Come with me."
Drake and Lance exited the barn. When outside, Drake explained:
“Take off all of your cloths.”Said Drake.
“What?”Lance was startled.
“Didn’t you heard me? Take them off, now!”
“O..Okay…”Said Lance while removing his cloths.
It was freezing outside. The temperature was as low as could be, and Lance was there, semi naked in the middle of the snow while shaking vigorously.
“Now wear this.”Drake showed a set of clothes to Lance. They were composed by: A shirt, socks, a short, a pair of shoes and a pair of gloves.
When Lance received the cloths from his father, he almost hit the ground. Lance became startled and looked at his father with a confused face.
“The… They are heavy!!” Thought Lance.
“That’s right. You are going to be wearing this while training. From tomorrow and on you will wear this set 24h a day, seven days a week. At home you will put some other cloths, that to not make your mother suspicious. The cloths all together should amount to 25 Kg, and be grateful that I’m being this nice. ”Drake explained.
Lance didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
“You will do 1000 push-ups, 1000 pull-ups, 8000 sit-ups, run 15 Km(9 miles) and practice the techniques I taught you. When you finish this set, DOUBLE IT in the next round. One last thing, I don’t recommend you to slow down your rhythm while doing this….But if you do, remember a assassin can’t succumb to pain, be it from electric shocks, knife wounds or poisons.
Now, go!” Drake said while trying to fix the A.G’s head.
“My father wants to kill me!” Thought Lance while doing his training
After some time training…
“1823, 1824, 1825….”
“1955… AH!”
Lance lost his balance while doing his push ups and fell down. He gritted his teeth to receive the electric shock, but nothing came…. Lance was happy while at the same time suspicious, not receiving the shock was a pleasant surprise, but….
At that moment, a strange gas was expelled by the collar.
Lance immediately ceased his breathing, but it was too late…
In the next moment he started convulsing from the pain. That gas contained a neurotoxin that stops the muscular relaxation and induces immense pain.
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“WAAAAAAAAAAAAA……..”
Lance couldn’t resist and fainted.
Lance woke up in the barn. He looked around and saw his father, with a serious expression looking at him.
“Weak.”
“Anyone could’ve killed you a thousand times with you in that state. A assassin can’t be a easy kill!”
But I will make sure that WON’T HAPPEN!!”Drake shouted.
“This training will make you immune to most poisons and pain, and the ones you can’t prepare your body to. I will teach
you how to resist them.”
“Come here, we will start your lessons on how to be the perfect assassin.”
“First I will teach you how to control your emotions and killing intent. A assassin needs to know how to conceal his intentions from his target.”
“Second will be assassinations tactics. This one is self explanatory.”
“Third will be the use of poisons and their antidotes. You felt the importance of this one on your skin.” Drake explained.
“After this lessons you will learn how to use all type of weapon from me. A assassin needs to be able to use all types of weapon from, your own body to Heavy-swords.”
“Look at me. I prefer to use daggers, but I have that heavy-sword with me all the time. Do you know why?” Asked Drake.
“I don’t know what I may encounter in those woods, I need to be prepared for everything…”.
“But enough of this chit-chat, let’s begin!” Said Drake while staring at his soon with a fierce look.
Drake expected to find hatred in his son’s eye, since he decided to make his son pass through this training, Drake was preparing himself for the possibility of being hated by his son.
But what he found was the opposite…. It was veneration!
Lance gained even more respect for his father since the beginning of this training, because he had gone through the same, or even worse to gain his strength.
And what’s more, Drake had confidence in him to apply this type of training on Lance.
Seeing that, Drake smiled briefly and started the lessons.
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It was already night, Drake and Lance finished today’s training and were headed to their home.
“ Like I said, ask your mother to teach you medicine. Trust me, the better you know the human body, your training speed and potential will rise.”
"One more thing, don't even try to resist the gas by holding your breath. That gas is a very special one, they only dissipate after 20 min or so."
Lance face immediately sank.
“I understand, father.” Said Lance with a weak voice.
Today’s training took 200% of him, he was truly exhausted. And what’s more, tomorrow will be way harsher.
When Lance remembered that he deeply sighted.
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After a short while they arrived at home. They were greeted by Sylvia.
“How was training, baby?” Sylvia asked with a caring tone.
“It was awesome, mom! Very soon I will be as strong as dad!” Said Lance in a enthusiastic voice.
Lance had already understood why his father told him to keep this training a secret from his mother. With her personality, she would never let her son pass through that excruciating experience.
“That´s great, honey. I’m sure you will”. Said Sylvia while smiling at him.
“Where’s Sophie?”Asked Lance.
“She already went to sleep, but she tried very hard to stay awake. She said that you had promised her something fu fu fu.”
“Thanks, HEAVEN!”Thought Lance
“Oh! Hahaha I promised to play with her, if she was awake when I got back. No biggie, i will play with her tomorrow.”
“Now I’m going to sleep. Good night, mom. Good night, dad.”Said Lance while leaving for his room.
“Have sweet dreams, honey.”Said Sylvia watching her son walk the stairs.
As soon as Lance got to his room, he fell on top of his bed.
He was trying to keep from moaning too load.
“Thi…this i….is nothing.I….I wil… I will succeed!”Thought Lance before fainting.