Battlefield of the Gods
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There Are Always Those Who Get Criticized Even After Giving (2)

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For a while, I indulged in the fullness of divine power, gradually gathering and tightly wrapping the majestic and proud divine power flowing through the divine power circuit.

“Feels good? Then let’s see… Gravity magic, double.”

Vroom!!

With the sound of the air heavily vibrating, the sensation of being pressed down became slightly duller.

I can manage up to double. It’s just that my body is reacting more sensitively to the unfamiliar change in environment.

“Gravity magic, quadruple.”

Vrooooom!!

The underground training room trembled slightly, and the pressure on my shoulders became intense. Just quadruple. I started to feel a bit of discomfort in my breathing.

In my previous life, when I started this training, Lee Hyo-ju casually mentioned that the G-test, which those dreaming of becoming pilots on Earth usually undergo, ranges from 4G to 9G.

Of course, it might not be for a long time, but still, how could a representative not endure something even ordinary people do?

“Gravity magic, tenfold.”

Vroooooom!!

The air clearly vibrated, and the magic circle on the walls, floor, and ceiling of the underground training room briefly shone and then disappeared.

“Ugh!!”

I’ve experienced it before, but the hardest part when gravity surges is the phenomenon where oxygen fails to reach the brain.

Normally, the blood pressure in the head is 80mmHg (millimeters of mercury), the same as the lowest blood pressure of a normal person, but it drops to 2mmHg at just 4~5G.

With oxygen-laden blood not circulating to the brain, it’s natural to lose consciousness.

Now it’s 10G. I could experience a blackout followed by fainting.

Surely, even though it’s the body of a deputy, sealing all the divine power inside and taking a step is not easy.

The physical stats that have broken through the first limit are helpful, but since it’s my first time, it took a long time to adapt.

My vision blurred and cleared repeatedly.

All the blood rushed to my legs, making them feel like they were burning, and my breathing was labored.

I felt tempted by a voice whispering that circulating divine power would make everything easier.

However, I would rather dispel magic than waste time circulating divine power.

This is training that puts a strain on the body, so if I endure a little longer, this monstrous body will soon adapt and become manageable.

That’s when the real training begins.

Sure enough, my breathing started to regulate, and my blurred vision gradually returned.
I began to truly adapt. This incredible body.

“Whew… huuup!”

I exhaled and inhaled as deeply as possible three or four times. Then I lifted my feet from the ground and tried to move.

Step by step. Like a child taking their first steps, I staggered forward.

Just five minutes. All I did was walk, yet sweat poured from my entire body, quickly dripping to the floor.

“Ha, as expected, without the skill ‘Training,’ it’s just tiring and not very efficient.”

It might seem pointless, but I’ve always done it this way.

I’m not special compared to others, so every time I look at the status window, which provides cold and accurate information, I’m reminded that I’m just an ordinary Earthling.

That’s why I had to try harder than anyone else.

Even if others found it strange, even if they mocked me for not being able to beat someone using divine power, I didn’t care.

Even if they were right, effort was all I had.

“Whew… Release.”

Wooooong…

Thud.

“Haa… haa… It’s been a while since I did this… I’m exhausted…”

I lay sprawled out, gasping for breath, and fell asleep for a moment.

Even after waking up, I still felt the lingering fatigue, rubbing my neck as I left the underground training hall.

When I stepped onto the magic circle to move to my room, I sensed several presences. Roughly estimating, there were more than six.

Once my vision, which had turned white, recovered, I turned my gaze to where I felt the presences, sensing concerned eyes looking at me.

“What’s up with everyone?”

“Ah? Oh! Kim Han!”

“…Have you returned?”

“Have you returned?”

“Yeah. But why is everyone gathered in my bedroom?”

While everyone hesitated, Album, the master of the White Tower, stepped forward to explain the situation.

In summary, it had been a week since I entered the underground training hall, and just a while ago, the mansion slightly shook with a sound like something collapsing from the underground.

Concerned, people gathered one by one in my bedroom.

Two tower masters stood guard outside the door, and the rest waited inside the room for me to come out.

“Collapsing… It’s going to happen often, so there’s no need to make a fuss every time. It’s part of the training. Album, Joseph, Zephyrus, Umus, Lubeit.”

“Yes!”

“There’s no need to unnecessarily guard the entrance after I enter the training hall. If you’re really worried, just leave one person. Instead, use that time to refine your research or magic. Are you using the Mithril Ingots I gave you? Are they sufficient?”

“They are sufficient. Thank you again, Master.”

“Alright. If you run out, let me know immediately; that’s an order. Ensure you have enough Mithril stocked in the workshop.”

“Understood. A guest has arrived, Master.”

“A guest?”

“Yes. A delegate from the Dark Empire and the Holy Union alliance has arrived. And over there… four representatives of the gods have also come.”

“What? Representatives? Who is it?”

The people in the room were what you might call my closest confidants. Not only Lee Hyo-ju, but Arun also trusted me more than his own designated god, so there was no need to mention it.

The others were already my slaves due to divine speech.

That’s why I can ask with a hint of menace, ‘Who is it?’ Tess isn’t here either.

Arun and Lee Hyo-ju looked genuinely clueless, and the tower masters had expressions that showed they found it difficult to speak.

“Let’s wash up first and meet them. Start with the representative group. Apologize to the representatives and offer them rooms on the second floor.”

“Yes. We are already doing so.”

As they rushed out of the room, I entered the attached bathroom and sprinkled ‘low-grade Sanitas potion’ and ‘medium potion’ into the bathtub.

As soon as I entered the water, I felt my body relax and my tense muscles unwind. The urge to fall asleep overwhelmed me like a tidal wave.

Shaking my head to chase away the drowsiness, the clinging sleepiness seemed to vanish, causing the bathwater to ripple.

I relieved my fatigue with a quick shower and put on the clothes I prepared for formal occasions.

It was an outfit similar to a tuxedo worn on Earth, but the decorations on the sleeves and buttons were extravagant.

On the way from my room on the third floor down to the first floor, I saw Arun and the two tower masters guarding the entrance where the second-floor hallway began.

As soon as they spotted me coming down, their stiff expressions softened instantly like a puppy happy to see its owner.

“What are you doing?”

“Eh? Hahaha. Of course, we’re keeping watch. Aren’t we the deputies? Ahem!! We’re just waiting here to ask for permission to stay in the room for a while so we don’t dawdle when meeting the representatives.”

Arun’s voice, imbued with mana, resounded loudly in the second-floor corridor.

Oh? Did Arun really think of this on his own? Maybe he’s not a complete fool after all…?

“Yeah, good work. Zephyrus, Umus, keep up the good work too.”

“Yes!”

Upon entering the reception room on the first floor, it was clear that two distinctly different groups had already taken their places, likely having been informed beforehand.

One group, mostly clad in dark robes, and the other, as if holding a grudge against the color white, dressed in pure white attire.

The two groups were glaring at each other so intently that they didn’t even notice my entrance, with some among them exuding a palpable aura.

As I plopped down into the seat of honor, heads turned in unison towards me.

“You were looking for me?”

#59 There Are Always Those Who Get Criticized Even After Giving (2)

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