The next day.
Louis and Olivia walked out of the tree hollow, looking exhausted.
The little swan felt somewhat muddled and said wordlessly:
"At least we can barely move."
She didn't quite understand why Lumi set up such training.
After all, this kind of high-pressure training should be more suitable for professions like the Nine Swords that temper the body.
For a mage like her, it always felt somewhat inappropriate.
But Lumi clearly stated that she must honestly undergo the training because it concerns her future development.
The little swan was receptive to persuasion, and seeing the head maid speak so convincingly, she reluctantly agreed.
If given another chance, she would definitely hold firm and refuse.
"It hurts..."
The little swan held her head, her expression not very pleasant.
Louis, beside her, wasn't doing much better either.
The little swan merely increased the gravitational spell by a few times, whereas he directly amplified it to fivefold.
