A soft call came from the haze, like a small boat floating in the sea of fog, and the soft sound of the waves filled my ears, bringing with it a sense of confusion.
"Master——"
The sound became louder and louder, and the surrounding temperature also rose a lot. The sea of fog was quietly pierced by the sun, and golden warm light fell on him.
"Master——!"
The calm sea surface suddenly set off huge waves, and the roaring thunder passed through the clouds. The body shook violently, and the whole world seemed to be overturned.
“Uhhhhhh——!”
Sutang Eryue opened his eyes and saw the person in front of him leaning over to stare at him. The remaining sleepiness in his body immediately disappeared.
If it unfolds according to the routine of the light novel, I will definitely be faced with a beautiful maid who is proficient in good morning bites. But unfortunately, this is reality and not a light novel. The beautiful maid who knows good morning bites is even more nonsense.
, replaced by a strong and burly helmeted man.
"Good morning, lancer."
He slowly climbed out of bed, glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside, and realized that it was not yet six o'clock in the morning. Normally, he would have delayed getting up for at least four hours.
"Are you kidding me? I've never gotten up so early in my life!"
Sugar Er Er decisively returned to the bed, pulled up the quilt, and wrapped herself in it comfortably.
Due to the nature of my job, I have a lot of work at night. I don't go home until three in the morning to go to bed. So far, I have only slept for three hours.
"Master, please forgive me for being abrupt, but please go for morning exercises."
Lancer suggested sincerely. Under the soft golden sun, his body as strong as an iron tower exuded a steel-like light.
"Although morning exercise has many benefits, I like to say no to such things in February. Besides, if I train like this, I will only get a healthy body."
Putting the quilt over his head to block the slightly dazzling sunlight, Sugar Er yawned, ncer's suggestion.
"Master is a magician, so he must feel that there is no need to strengthen his body. But considering the battles that will happen in the future, it is necessary to train his strength and endurance. Don't worry, there will be no problem with my calculations. Excellent
All soldiers are mathematicians."
Lancer patted his chest and assured. If the passionate tone were used by ordinary people, they would probably get up from the bed immediately and join in the glorious exercise. But Sugar February is not an ordinary person, how could he react in the same way as ordinary people.
ncer said that all good warriors are mathematicians. This blocked his way to become a good warrior.
"Come on, get up quickly!"
Lancer sighed softly, and after confirming that his master was not cooperating, he pulled off his quilt and took strong measures to get him to leave the warm bed.
"No, no, I'm a bullshit magician. If you beat me to death, you can't leave the bed. Even if you die, I will die in bed."
Sugar rolled his eyes in February in bed, but facing the thick and powerful arms, he was lifted up without the ability to resist, like a kitten grabbing the skin of his neck.
"If you don't train, Master, your qualifications will be wasted. Don't worry, I will definitely train you into a qualified warrior,"
………
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"487,488,489......"
Sugar counted in a low voice in February. The first training goal given to him by NCER was five hundred push-ups. However, it was impossible for ordinary people to complete the amount. It was very easy for him, and he did not even shed a drop of sweat.
"Master's physical fitness seems to be better than I expected. As long as he trains well, he will definitely become a powerful warrior. However, it seems that my training plan needs to be adjusted."
Lancer nodded repeatedly. In his eyes, Sugar February was like a piece of uncut jade. With such physical fitness, even among the Spartan warriors who followed him, few could possess such a unique talent.
Sugar Rolled her eyes again in February. God knows that the so-called summoning of heroic spirits will be like this. The letter clearly states that you can summon a beautiful personal maid. God knows why he is such a strong man who is so obsessed with exercise.
And from what he said, it seemed like he was going to participate in some kind of Holy Grail War? That was really terrible.
It is true that the Sugar family is a family of magicians, but it only lasts for two generations. He is the second generation heir. He has no background at all. Although he is a magician, he is no different from ordinary people.
If he were not the only child in the family, his father who died early would not have chosen to inherit the magic seal to him. Obviously he could sense the existence of magic, but he could not use any magic formula.
However, it is said that God will open a window when he closes the door. The inability to use magic formula is exchanged for a strong body. It is no exaggeration to say that even if an elephant is placed in front of him, he can easily do it.
Knock down.
Perhaps in a primitive society, he might have been a super powerful chief, but in today's society, at best, he could only use his skills on the construction site and become the most handsome boy.
Sugar complained in his heart in February, but he did not choose to shine at the construction site, but was adopted by the gangster friend of the cheap father during his lifetime.
His grades in high school were neither high nor low, barely in the middle of the pack. But considering the difficult employment situation in the future, he simply went to work with his father.
He leads a team of fighting boys and is responsible for dealing with gamblers who have lost their minds and other gang members who are provoking troubles.
Due to his overwhelming physical fitness, he is basically a strongman and has gained such a great reputation. But when it comes to fighting with cold weapons, more than ten people are no match for him. As for guns, I don't know.
………
"Then let's start the next exercise. Let's run three hundred laps around the yard."
ncer's words interrupted his thoughts.
"Can I say no?"
"Of course not. This yard is so small. Three hundred laps is only just twenty kilometers, and it is running without weight. For the Spartan warriors, this is just an appetizer."
"Are you kidding! This is already the end of the 20th century. The exercise methods of the Spartan period are definitely not suitable for today. We must keep pace with the times——!"
"You have to believe in yourself, Master. You have Spartan qualities. Of course, in order to prevent your muscles from being trained in your brain, you still need to do more mathematical calculations!"
[What kind of bullshit math questions are you asking? Compared with "The Sky of Fate Remake" which will be released tomorrow, mathematics is inferior to bullshit! 】
Sugar put on a sad face in February and roared in his heart. If time could be turned back, he would never summon a servant because of the temptation of his personal maid.
Never let yourself know who sent the letter to you. If you let yourself know, your balls will burst!