Chapter 10: Night Training

After the evening meal, the bed felt even better. While reminding herself that Lucina hadn’t said anything to her since yesterday, not even today about the third her. It was maybe okay, to not talk about it with Luciana, she had all her thoughts and energy used by doing work with the female tanner. But she learned really interesting ways and techniques, clearly she was not here to just do the same thing. She could think out of the box, not be closed to any ideas and stupid things.

It all started after lunch she led her to finish the tan process, her choice for it is vegetable tanning. The old lady had tried every way to make leather, to the stupidest thing like boiling it, not what humans would want to even think about. Only two ways that work she knows of using some plants and the other way using the brain of the creature. The female tanner does not know much why it works but she gets different results between these two. With suggestions for a more solid version she naturally uses the best option.

Luna didn’t know much about ‘vegetable tanning’, she only remembered from her old world that tanning is a work that people hated for its stink and its pollution. While asking her, she said it was right, but she had found a good process for it to smell nothing. It had more process from the original process from their ancestors. But it works perfectly, because I wear what everyone else wears, and it’s really impressive.

It's a really long process and could take weeks and maybe months to create it but she said the longer it bathes the better. Luna could only follow along the woman for now the skin is salted to make the skin dry and for now they wait.

With the long process she went for other activities, the old woman was quite the all-rounder with her habile hands. When someone is good with their hand they don’t stick to one work and do things that excite them. Knapping, making spear, arrows and even making more rope. She made us do a lot of things and was always impressed like a mother cheering for her daughters. But her desillusion turns back to reality when I part with her. She looks like someone who could let me learn more, and help someday so I hugged her and said goodnight to her. I’ll see her tomorrow.

After I fall asleep with clone 1, clone 2 wakes up like a switch. She was hungry so she took a part from the inventory of cooked food stolen for future use. It became cold, but better than eating raw meat or being called again using my power.

It was now time for night training, Gordak wanted to train at night, and I can’t hate it. I can clearly see at night and…

‘It’s nice to see the night sky.’

Gordak was waiting for me near the same spot, this time with two spears and arrows in hands, the one I made today, with two bows and two daggers . Such a coincidence, and I think he already knows what I did today. The terrain was a bit different from before, some obstacles were added, a rope fixed who knows where and some training dummies. He really had done the form when he said he’ll train me.

“I like your spirit even more, you don’t let people pick you up! Here, the bows are a bonus, you didn’t make a bow, but it would help you. It’s a light bow, it's not that powerful so it’s perfect for training. You are maybe stronger than a normal human, but it’s like comparing you with a young warrior. You are strong but don’t know how to effectively use it. You could even lift this boulder, someone with the same strength as you would be pained to lifting it. But your strength demonstrates and with what I’ve seen, your body creates more instant strength but it exhausts you faster. ”

He pointed at the stone he made her lift last time, something that weighed something like 60 kg. He made her lift a different one until she could not do more, take a pause then doing it again. Being able to lift it and being able to use it is not the same. Not being too accustomed to her body she could only resign herself to use light things for now.

“I won’t make you lift more stones today, even if I told you to try to lift a bigger one, you would just automatically use another one of yourself to lift it. It’s really interesting to see it, but it would do nothing more.”

Well he wasn’t wrong when saying this, she was more prone to flee the original goal and lifting only ego weight. And she felt good to be strong.

“We’ll work you up even more than the other time, so let’s go with one more clone… And don’t think I didn’t see you send just another clone. I already know you are sleeping right now.”

Looking into her eyes like looking at her soul, she could only shiver at that idea.

‘This old man is dangerous!’

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Now time for clone 3, always like her in the same clothes and same body. She didn’t find any other way to use her mana at all so it’s still full. There is no book or anyone who uses mana to tell her about it, except maybe Gordak. So she could only ask the strongest human here.

“I’m curious about something, do you have something for me to train my mana?”

Frowning at her asking about mana, Gordak could only think of some simple way accessible to any beginners.

“I could possibly know them, but you have so little mana. I could feel it even if I don’t try to. For now you’ll learn a magical spell that even weak children could learn with a bit of mana. Try to send mana to me then get it back to you.”

Hearing about magic practice she could only try her best at it. Well she’s trying her very best, even ten minutes later she still could not send magic. Her intense expression made Gordak kite in a pickle, he didn’t know how to resolve it for her, feeling a bit sorry.

“I… I think I’ve asked you too much… I’m sorry”

Feeling embarrassed she could only try her best with all her mind, finally five minutes later. She finally did it. The magic like an invisible force came out of her clone to Gordak then brought it back to her. With it something she didn’t think could exist.

[Rank: ???]

‘Did it fail? It says it’s rank is ‘???’ is it a bug?’

Feeling confused, she could only frown at it, the old man already knew the answer.

“If you don’t see any rank, then your rank is too low to identify my strength.”

“So that means…”

“Yes, now you can identify your opponent's strength, so don’t go fight someone too strong for you.”

She could only feel joy to finally know something magical. While looking to her status windows:

Name : Luna Nix

Alias: “Stranger”

Race : Catgirl

Sex: Female

Age : 16

Contractor God: Aurora

Stats :

Strength : D

Agility : C

Dexterity : C

Constitution : D

Intelligence : D

Wisdom : D

Charisma : C

Mana : E

Current Mana : 0/50 [1 Mana / Minutes]

Magical Talents :

Cloning (E)

Status Windows (D)

Inventory (C)

Battle Potentiel (C)

Identify (E)

Talents:

Crafting (E)

Pain Tolerance (E)

Regeneration (E)

Universal Language (C)

Racial trait :

Stealth (E)

Lightfoot (E)

Dexterous (E)

Agile (E)

Feline Body (E)

So it uses 10 mana points? It’s worth it, it won’t save me when I fight with a big monster, but it could help me know who’s stronger.

“Are you done? I have a lot for you to do.”

“Oh yeah! I’m good.”

“Okay, as a hero you should have special things that only heroes could have. A Status window, an inventory, a talent given by a god, its special influence and for everyone racial traits.”

She didn’t expect him to recite it this easily like he already knows what she has.

“Don’t be too worked up about this information, the stupid messenger made it clear he’s a hero by telling everything about him. No one has any of it. Making you a special person. Are you happy?”

His voice sounded like sarcasm, he didn’t take the hero he talked to in a good place even after a dumb death. But he still fixed her in the eyes, it was his way to tell her she nearly had done the same thing. He adds to it.

“Even this stupid person had a racial trait, I don’t know which is the minimum, but I heard the more, the more god uses power. So… How many?”

The more Gordak talked, the more she didn’t know if she was this special in this world, but maybe 5 traits is not that much right?

“I have… 5 racial traits. I think it’s not that bad.”

He could only sigh about this information.

“And you tell me your goddess… Hadn’t talked to you from the moment you appeared here and she’s also sealed… Right?

“Yes, is that a problem? Is it a lot?”

For the first time in a while he frowned and shook his head to clear his idea, the girl had probably by her choice weakened her goddess by some strange choice.

“Nothing, I’ll think about that later. Now tell me what can you do?”

After minutes to explain her racial traits Luna felt happy about her racial traits. Gordak was pondering how to use her effectively. And a way is open to her.

“You should become a hunter, an assassin, someone who does not fight in front. But with your power, you could do anything. You’re possibly more dangerous later with the perfect equipment and your feline aptitude could only make it unbelievable.”

“Really?!” She could not hide her joy, her cat features were a sight for her interlocutor. But something is not all right in his mind, he feels the same thing as a charm from her.

“And you don’t have any hidden things? Like a charm?”

“No, why?” Her charisma rank was C, its effects were unknown to her.

“It’s nothing then, I’ll train you to hunt, fight monsters and humans. In this world anything could become your enemy. Be prepared for hell training.”

She could only gulp before being sent in the move. The night was long, the day even longer and her mind could not clearly sleep, but it’s still okay.

The next day, she did it again. For a whole week.