Chapter 7- Painful training, lovable skills              

There are two types of OP characters (so says the author for the sake of our story): the type that trains to learn skills and the type that cheats to get skills. Yes, both types involve skills.

As for Revi she was the type that cheats to earn skills.

As a normal other-world traveler, however, she wanted to try training just once.

On a certain beautiful day she joined the training drill of the small village.

“Revi, here. You can have this back.”

A sweet smiling girl talked to her while handing her a sword covered in a black cloth, acting as a sheath.

“You’re giving… me… a weapon?”

Reveka looked at Maya with suspicious eyes. Completely oblivious to this, the girl still smiled beautifully at her.

“Yes. This was the only thing you had with you and the design looks very unique, so it must be quite precious. Since Kida invited you to join our daily training you might as well use your own weapon.”

“I don’t think it’s a nice idea to give weapons to suspicious people, though…” she mumbled in a low voice.

Still as sweetly as ever, Maya talked with a bright smile in her face.

“Did you say anything?”

 “No.”

“It’s bladeless so it should be fine.”

“Huh?”

“Nothing. Let’s go to Mr. Hercul. It’s about time we started to train.”

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As Maya led Reveka to an open ground, Revi was having an inner conversation (with one of the main characters of this story that may have been forgotten for a few chapters).

“You stupid Revi! You left this ‘me’ alone for so long. You will definitely regret this.”

“Why are you angry Bride? See, they even gave you a beautiful cloth as a gift.”

“Beautiful your face! This smells of horses, and very unclean horses.”

“Yeah, the smell is a bit…”

“There is no need for you to tell ‘me’ that. ‘I’ can smell it myself very well.”

“…”

“What?”

“You can smell it?”

“Yes.”

“You’re a sword, you know?”

“So what, hmph? ‘I’ have something called [Perception], you know?”

“No, I don’t know.”

While puffing her cheeks cutely (in our imagination), Bride was complaining at Reveka.

“Can’t you lower this perception’s perceptive power a bit then?”

“‘I’ could, but then, not only smelling, ‘I’ wouldn’t even be able to see well.”

“That perception thing is a skill, right?”

“Yes.”

A grin was planted on Reveka’s face as she immediately tried.

“I wish to learn [Perception]. Show condition.”

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Hehehehe. As she laughed not so quietly, Bride looked a bit worriedly at her.

And this is how she gained a new title she could have lived without.

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