Battle Race in the Fantasy World

Battle Race in the Fantasy World – 25

EP.25 The Free Part Has Ended. Now The Main Story Begins

‘Please. Although you have a sturdy body, I sincerely hope you do not get hurt.’

– Shaaaa… –

A faint purple light lingered and then disappeared from the necklace that lay before her.

At a glance, it might seem similar to the ‘blessing’ invoked by the priests of the order.

A kind of miracle created by a mix of earnest desire and a power that defies judgment.

However, what is happening now is slightly different from the priests’ blessings.

They use the bright light bestowed from the heavens, the pure white light, ‘divine power’.

But Sorcery utilize a faith that is not defined in any particular way.

This faith can sometimes be trivial, at other times irreverent,

and at certain moments, more sublime than any divine power, so it is not fixed.

For some, it may become an extremely ominous light, and for others, a mystical haze.

That is precisely the Sorcery, the power that Tisha is currently invoking.

“…It’s done.”

Tisha wore an extremely satisfied expression.

It might be the most successful spell she has cast in recent times.

Even when healing people in Lord Byun-kyung territory, she wasn’t this perfect.

Strangely, when casting this spell, she was able to concentrate well, and her heart did not waver.

‘Surely you will fight like that later on, too? No matter how tough the body, one must not be reckless.’

Who in the world would dare to fight barehanded against an armed opponent?

Even skilled swordsmen say to run away if the opponent is armed and you are unarmed.

Yet, Kyle actually managed to pull off such a feat.

That scene is still vivid in her eyes. The sword shattered into pieces before his fist.

The image of Kyle standing unwavering before that sparkle.

Tisha felt regretful that her drawing skills were truly the worst.

How great would it be to draw that memorable scene and keep it!

It was to point where she regret that scene was fading away.

Thinking that she should improve her drawing skills from now on,

Tisha left the room and headed towards where Kyle would be.

One might wonder how she could possibly find him in such a vast academy.

But for Tisha, who had already roughly figured out Kyle, it was not a difficult task.

“Kyle? Are you here?”

Tisha, who had come straight to the indoor training hall, opened the door and entered.

Then, Kyle, who had been busy organizing something in the back, waved his hand and said, “I’m here.”

“You were here after all.”

“There’s nothing to do on the weekend, so I might as well work out my body.”

“…Is this what you mean by working out your body?”

Tisha, who glanced around, let out an involuntary sigh.

Just looking around made her feel the heaviness of the equipment.

Even the bar over there was incredibly heavy, and he was lifting that along with the weights.

“Tisha!”

“Yes?”

“If you have nothing to do, could you help me? I need to organize the plates.”

“Eh? Oh, sure, I’ll do it.”

Tisha had a different reason for seeking out Kyle,

but she found herself organizing plates as soon as she arrived.

Meanwhile, she noticed that Kyle was only pushing the lighter weights towards her.

Was he considerately trying to spare her from the heavy lifting?

Thanks to that, Tisha once again admired his kind heart.

He was truly a different person from that damned Ian.

Although in reality, Kyle was selectively organizing only the heavy plates while shouting about contraction and relaxation.

“Huff. Thank you, Tisha. We finished early because of you.”

“It’s nothing. But today is the Victory Festival, aren’t you going to check it out, Kyle?”

“I’m curious, but I don’t want to spend my weekend that way.”

Is there a problem with spending the weekend that way?

Isn’t the weekend supposed to be for resting and preparing for the new week?

Everyone usually spends their weekends catching up on things they couldn’t do during the week.

Kyle, however, was doing his regular workouts even on the weekend, something he never skipped on weekdays.

Normally, Tisha wouldn’t have said more and would have left it at that.

She herself usually spent weekends delving deeper into her studies of sorcery.

But this weekend was far more special than usual.

It was the Empire’s Victory Festival, the time for the grandest events and celebrations.

It was only natural to want to enjoy the festival with a close friend on such a day.

It wasn’t about gathering various things in the mountains or flipping through dusty books.

Being a student at the Imperial Academy, she couldn’t help but feel inclined to participate.

“Kyle.”

Of course, it wasn’t polite to beg outright.

So, Tisha decided to use a slightly underhanded tactic.

“Take this.”

“What’s this necklace for?”

“It’s sort of like a talisman. I’ve imbued it with my sorcery.”

“Sorcery? What kind of sorcery?”

“I think you’re too hard on your body, Kyle. It’s just a simple protective spell.”

In truth, she had put quite a bit of effort into it, but she didn’t mention that.

She wanted to see how he would react to being told it was nothing significant.

“If Tisha has cast a spell on it, then it must be very precious.”

“Really?”

“It’s something you can’t just get anywhere. It’s one of a kind. Thank you so much.”

Tisha is also one of the protagonists. And these protagonists undoubtedly possess great talents.

If Ian excels in swordsmanship and Elga in leadership,

Tisha has a talent in sorcery that no one else can match.

Even if it doesn’t seem like much now, it will surely mature over time.

A talisman made with such effort by a talent of the future is bound to be a good item.

In other words, it’s a gift that Kyle is bound to appreciate.

“Well, I’m glad you like it.”

However, Tisha, unaware of this fact, watched Kyle genuinely happy without any pretense.

Cluelessly, she scolded her own heart, which started pounding suddenly, ‘Please stop pounding! He is going to heard it at this rate!’

Meanwhile, Kyle immediately put on the necklace Tisha had given him right there and then.

The sight of his solid chest and shoulders made the lady gasp,

‘Hic.’

“It’s nice. It feels like some incredible energy is protecting me.”

“It’s, it’s not that incredible….”

“It’s plenty incredible. I’ve been taught it’s not polite to just accept something without giving something in return, so is there anything I can do for you? Just say it. I can help with your exercise form or explain the effects.”

She is not sure why he’s suddenly talking about exercise, but it’s a successful strategy either way.

She has been waiting for Kyle to say something like that, and he really did!!

“Then, let’s go see the festival together.”

“What?”

“Let’s skip the workout today and tomorrow, and enjoy the Victory Festival together. That’s what I want.”

“Ah… skip the workout.”

Kyle smacked his lips with a ‘tsk.’

He had definitely run away to the academy because he was sick of that damned gym rat life.

And he had done things at the Baron Jonathan’s estate that were unimaginable.

For example, not doing cardio, eating ice cream, consuming a lot of carbohydrates, and so on.

These were acts of rebellion that would horrify his parents, brother, and sister.

But even in this continuous rebellion, the thought of not exercising at all never crossed his mind.

He didn’t like to exercise, but the idea of not doing it at all was both regrettable and anxiety-inducing.

He was also worried that the body he had worked so hard to shape might quickly deteriorate.

“Hmm…”

Kyle’s hesitation was palpable.

Tisha then felt guilty, wondering if she had made an unreasonable request.

She had heard that in Jonathan, he had trained himself in this way for a very long time.

It had become such a routine that it was no longer just a habit or a rule, but a part of his daily life.

If that was the case, she might be asking him to break that daily routine.

“If it’s too much trouble, it’s okay. I was thinking of going to the library this weekend to look up more on sorcery anyway.”

So Tisha, saying something she didn’t mean, fidgeted with her hands for no reason.

‘I wish we could go together. I want to ask if you would go with me.’

Tisha felt too guilty to say such things after all that Kyle had done for her.

As she was half-resigned and about to lower her head,

“Let’s go to the festival.”

“Eh? Oh, you don’t have to push yourself…!”

“One weekend off should be fine. Besides, I’ve received such a precious gift.”

Kyle said, showing the necklace around his neck and smiling.

It was only natural for Tisha’s heart to start racing wildly again at his smile.

‘Grrrr! Please, please! Calm down, heart!’

She bit her lip, trying to calm her pounding chest.

“Then! I’ll, I’ll go get ready! You go get ready too, Kyle.”

“Get ready? I mean, I understand for me, but Tisha, you’re already pretty enough, why do you need to prepare more?”

“Hiieeek!!”

Kyle was, without a doubt, overloading Tisha’s heart.

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“…..”

“…..”

The two of them, Kyle and Tisha, were walking down the street.

But there was no conversation between them.

Had they fought? No. Was there an awkward situation between them? That wasn’t it either.

Tisha was just too embarrassed and acting timid. And Kyle was…

‘Wow… that’s a bit excessive. Fried in oil and then topped with whipped cream? Ugh.’

‘It looks tasty, but thinking about the calories I’d have to burn off makes my chest tight.’

He was calculating the calorie content of the various street foods they passed by.

For reference, after eating three ice creams previously, he ended up doing three times the cardio to compensate.

‘Oh, that looks okay.’

It wasn’t a sugary juice but freshly squeezed fruit juice made on the spot.

This was a reasonable compromise, so he immediately bought two cups.

“Tisha.”

“Yes? Oh, thank you. I’ll enjoy it.”

Tisha reflexively took the cup and then realized that Kyle had brought her an orange drink.

Her favorite fruit. However, where she lived in the north, she had to go down to the city and talk to the fruit shop just to get a chance to taste one occasionally.

She had even resolved to indulge in oranges to her heart’s content now that she was at the academy.

To have him offer her a drink filled with the tangy scent of oranges, even if by coincidence, was something that made her feel inexplicably elated.

‘Really, this guy… is he… nice?’

Then how did Kyle know to bring her an orange drink?

Was it because he was a transmigrator, and therefore knew about the characters? Not at all.

He had only read the free part of the story, how could he know something from the main text?

From Kyle’s perspective, he just asked for whatever was available right in front of him.

That’s right. We call this ‘luck’.