The Demon General Is A Man

Hard Training

CHAPTER 32: HARD TRAINING

Asmothia left Morgan alone in a very cold place. As he walked away, he muttered softly, "I'm sorry, Morgan, but this is all for your good as well "

In fact, Asmothia did not have the heart to see Morgan undergo such harsh training, but she was sure that it would have a good impact. When Asmothia arrived in the meadow, he did not return to the village, but waited until evening. Meanwhile, Morgan is still trying hard to be able to stand tall in the cold temperatures. His body was still lying down from a fall before, but with all his might to try to get up. Every time it almost succeeded, it fell back. Morgan's strength was thinning, and his blood was boiling in a natural response to warm his body. It was hard for him to endure the cold.

Without enough strength to continue, Morgan crawled towards the exit. Once out of the place, he immediately lay down until his body temperature returned to normal. Morgan's breathing was still breathless as he remained lying on the grass, recovering his strength. As he lay down, drowsiness began to approach until he finally fell asleep. Asmothia watched from a distance, holding a weed in her hand. Morgan slept well, even until almost the afternoon. Using her magic power, Asmothia creates a water ball over Morgan's head. The water ball was perfectly formed, then it broke and wetted his face. Morgan awoke from his sleep, observed the surroundings, and realized that it was almost evening. Without many words, Morgan immediately got up and began the journey home.

Morgan arrived in the village and immediately took a bath before going to bed. The next day, still at the time when the sun had not yet risen, Morgan set out for his training ground. He crossed the grasslands, entered the forest, and finally entered the area of ice trees. Before entering the ice area, Morgan took a deep breath, preparing himself to face more difficult challenges. He began to step forward by strengthening his heart to face the bone-piercing - 40-degree temperature. However, in just a few seconds, his body had already shivered in the cold, his legs were shaking violently, and he finally fell down. With a strong determination, he tried to get back up.

" In the face of these obstacles, I should be able to. However, it feels like my body has no power anymore" Morgan said in the silence of his mind.

Thinking hard, Morgan tried to consider various ways to deal with this situation. He was curious to use the magic he had. However, his feelings of doubt and consideration about the rules made him doubtful. Although Asmothia did not give any special rules, it made her even more hesitant. Finally, he decided to try using magic. Morgan felt a magical power come out of his body, but suddenly the power disappeared and he was no longer able to access his magic power.

Morgan was shocked when unable to use his magic, feeling his body was constrained by something. He realizes that the use of magic is not allowed, so the only way left is to rely on his own abilities. He tried again to stand up, but his efforts were in vain. Despite that, Morgan did not give up, he continued to try repeatedly, even dozens of times, until his power was completely drained. Without breakfast or lunch, the practice continues into the evening. Feeling that he has not achieved the desired result, Morgan left the venue and went home soon. Like the day before, he took a shower and tried to sleep quickly.

Upon entering his room, Morgan saw a basket made of knitted tree fibers placed on a small table near his bed. He approached and was surprised to see the contents of the basket containing round bread, pieces of meat, a bottle of drink, and jam bread. Next to the basket, there is a note that says, "Seat this meal or it will be punished! "

Morgan smiled happily, in his heart saying, "I will fight even harder for tomorrow "

Morgan tried to survive even longer, although the cold still felt, his body remained firm. His feelings became happy because it managed to last longer than he expected. However, amidst his excitement, Morgan's head began to feel heavy. His gaze became blurry, his body muscles became limp. Although still conscious, he felt himself falling backwards faintly. Suddenly, his body was held from behind by someone. In a less clear-cut state of view, Morgan saw a bright light and a beautiful woman propping up her body. The woman's hair shone like a sparkle of light and was decorated with a golden crown, beside which the crown was adorned with goose feathers as white as snow. Then, Morgan's eyes slowly closed and he lost consciousness.

Moments later, Morgan awakens and realizes that he is already in the woods. Given the previous incident, the figure who helped him not to fall in the ice area.

" Who is that woman? " murm Morgan.

Many questions came to his mind. After pondering for a moment, “ My mistake this time was quite fatal, if the woman did not help me I would have been killed frozen there. The same mistake should not be repeated again "

Morgan sat quite a long time in that place, looking at the sky that was beginning to twilight. Finally, it was decided to stand up and head back to the village. As soon as he got there, he immediately took a shower and went to his room. In front of the room door, Asmothia was already waiting with an unhappy look. " It seems you almost died. Lucky to still survive" Asmothia said.

" I'm sorry, Princess Thia. I was so excited that I forgot about my own safety. In the future, I will not repeat the mistake " Morgan replied with a feeling of guilt.

Asmothia smiled in relief, "Good then. But remember, the woman who helped you will not save you again if you die in a ridiculous way "

After saying those words, Asmothia left. Morgan remained curious, "Then, who is that woman? ". However, Asmothia simply waved her hand as she continued on her way. Morgan is still with the incident. He went into his room and went to sleep.