Crimson Overlord

The following morning Orpheus and the girls left for their class.

When their teacher arrived, she brought them into a special dimension to train. Spending five days equal to two days outside.

”We will be using this special dimension for your basic training. You must know this; it’s because you’re members of the S class that you got this special privilege. Other classes would only spend three days here because you’re the first year hope in the incoming competition against the Saint Star Academy; you’re treated differently. You better use this opportunity to its fullest.”

The students nodded at their teacher’s words. Orpheus scanned the special realm and couldn’t help but nod in appreciation; the person who created this dimension must be at least close to Level 2.

”Kyle, do you know it’s possible to rent this special dimension for a short period?”

While Orpheus was thinking about who was the one that created this world, the annoying voice of Xiaosu reached his ears. He chose to listen to Xiaosu’s explanation as he could gain information from this.

”So?”

Xiaosu was surprised that Orpheus was showing interest in what he had to say; he thought he would have been ignored as usual but not this time.

Smiling as if he had won a small victory, Xiaosu decided to explain about the Special dimension.

”The special dimension was created by the first headmaster, a powerful Level 2 Origin master. Nobody knows where he went; it has been 100 years since he disappeared. Each academy has one, and as you know, it’s possible to buy anything with credits, weapons, armors, special entry to Ruins, elixirs, and you can rent training facilities. It is possible to rent this dimension, but it’s too costly; only third or second years who have accumulated enough credits can rent it. One hour is equal to 100 credits.”

Orpheus nodded when he heard the price one would need to pay to rent this special dimension for one hour. It might be costly for some, but it was a reasonable price. The number of things you could achieve in one hour would be significant. The origin inside this realm is thicker than outside, and he believed that it was possible to reduce the amount of origin transmitted; for example the amount of origin that would be present in this realm when you rent this special dimension for one hour would be above the current one.

”It seems that depending on the situation, the amount of origin inside might increase or decrease.” Xiaosu’s words pretty much confirmed Orpheus’s assumption.

”I see, that is good.”

”I say you two, should I let you continue the lesson?” Quinn glared at Orpheus and Xiaosu with her purple eyes; lightning danced in them.

”Pardon, madam, we will focus; please continue.”

Xiaosu lowered his head, not daring to look at the Crazy in the eyes; it was Quinn’s nickname. He was feeling tremendous pressure under those amethyst eyes.

Quinn sighed, seeing Orpheus’s expression didn’t change in front of her intent. She had infused a bit of her intent inside her eyes as she rebuked them; she tried to make them feel pressured, but only Xiaosu was affected; nothing happened to Orpheus; it was pretty surprising. She was Level 4, close to Level 3, so normally, a young boy who was low level 4 should have been affected by her intent, yet he was calm.

If the others students weren’t affected, she would have thought that her intent had regressed.

‘Interesting. Let’s see if you will still have this proud face when the training begins.’ Quinn decided to increase the training to test the limit of this young whose depth she could not see.

”Let’s leave.” Quinn flicked her fingers, and the Orpheus and the others were brought inside a big forest. Wet, grassy ground squishes beneath their feet.

The students were happily checking around them, inhaling the fresh air filled with origin thicker than the outside, when they heard the devil’s voice.

”Shall we begin then?” Quinn was smiling when she said those words.

Most of the students felt a chill run down their back. They didn’t know exactly why either, but their fine hairs were standing on end. This was going to be hell, they thought.

At first, they expected a period of “basic training,” where she would grind them across the washboard for a while to break down any bad habits they had and prepare them to receive her wisdom and knowledge, and in this, she did not disappoint.

They expected something hard, and because they had all received some training, they thought it wouldn’t be too hard for them to adapt; however they didn’t expect to crawl back in through their tent that night feeling as if someone had shot needles of salt into every inch of muscle tissue they possessed. Quinn had run them for the equivalent of a hundred or so kilometers, then made them move boulders that weighed more than a hundred kilograms around a clearing, then push logs up the hillside, then carry a boulder on their back as they ran another forty kilometers.

It was more of the same the next day, as Quinn systematically broke down their ability to regenerate and then physically exhausted them. Compared to ordinary people, an origin master’s natural regenerative ability was twice that of ordinary people; your regenerative ability increase as your level goes up. So naturally, all those present possessed exceptional regenerative abilities ordinary people couldn’t dream of.

And yet, before Quinn’s basic training, they couldn’t keep up; she broke them down so severely that their regeneration couldn’t completely recover to its fullest the next day, a day that was even more strenuous than the last. She pushed them beyond their physical limits, pushed them so hard that they would collapse daily, physically incapable of carrying out her tasks, and that was what she had been waiting for.

After a ride of this torture, some finally demanded to know why they had to kill themselves daily when she intended to teach them how to use better origin, which had nothing to do with the body.

“Ahh! So you didn’t understand why I was doing this?

She had snorted in her typical manner. “I thought you’d know better than to ask such a stupid question; the limits of origin are physical limits, how much power your body can handle. You can increase it by being fit; if I weren’t in such good shape, I wouldn’t be able to do half of what I do. Most origin masters think it is ok to wield origin inside your body; it will increase as your level increases. While this thinking is not wrong, it’s flawed. If at Level 7, the amount of origin your body can hold is equal to half of a cup, with a good physics, you can hold half an inch of a cup; it may not be a lot, but between two levels 7, this small difference can change the outcome of a fight and make you stronger than normal level 7, you can even fight across rank.”

Those who hadn’t noticed the purpose of this training were shocked upon hearing the goal of this basic training. They thought they had spent three doing basic training for nothing; however, now they knew it was not for nothing. Even without their teacher telling them to check their body, Amber and the others could feel the change their bodies had undergone those three days.

When they tried to absorb the origin around, the absorption rate was faster, and the amount of origin their origin core located in the middle of the stomach, they could feel the origin core expending, even if it was a slight expansion, it was something that shouldn’t happen until they increase their rank.

There are three ranks through each level: Low-middle and High/peak. You need to surpass peak level 5 to become low level 4; the higher the level, the harder it becomes to increase your rank to get into a higher level.

”Now that you have noticed the benefit of this training, let’s increase the difficulty a bit,” Quinn announced with an evil grin.

Amber and the others despaired; they had no idea their teacher was doing this because of Orpheus. She had expected him to be exhausted as Leon and others, but he was doing perfectly fine, almost as if the hellish training they experienced those three days was nothing for him.

This left the Crazy demon quite frustrated; when she was doing this training at their level, she was in sorry state as well. She did know Orpheus possessed terrific physics, but she never expected his stamina to be this horrifying.

‘This man is a monster, I’m more curious about his background, but as a teacher, I shall keep my curiosity in check and focus on training this diamond. Sigh! I wonder if there’s something I can teach him, seeing how easily he takes everything on. Almost as if an adult looking at a child flaunt her little knowledge.’

‘No, no, there is no way Kyle is an old man with a young man face; this could mean he is Level 2 at least, which would be ridiculous.’ Quinn denied the assumption that Orpheus was older and stronger than her; it was why he would be so calm facing any situation and facing her training.

‘I must be overthinking because this bastard is too bizarre. I shall increase the training to another level. Show me what you got, Kyle.’ Quinn mumbled while thinking about what kind of training she would have them do tomorrow.

Everything except Orpheus and Nemesis felt a chill run down their spines.