Deep in the East Forest.
A towering giant tree stood tall.
Even as autumn approached, the still-hot sun shone through the gaps in the canopy.
It cast mottled light and shadows on the two figures under the tree.
Rayn watched Makarov with a focused expression, everything else in the world forgotten.
His knees bent slightly, and his toes pushed off the ground.
His figure shot forward like an arrow from a bow, instantly closing the distance between him and Makarov.
He threw a clenched fist without mercy.
"You really don't hold back, starting with a full-force attack."
Makarov said with a smile, his hands behind his back.
He looked relaxed, but he was not slow at all. He squatted down and dodged Rayn's attack.
"I don't think my current strength can hurt the Master."
Responding to Makarov, Rayn lowered his waist and knees, and the missed punch came down like a hammer.
"Oh, not a bad reaction."
This change of attack made Makarov's eyes light up, but he still had the leisure to speak.
With a twist of his waist, his feet also rotated, and he easily dodged the follow-up attack.
"…"
Keeping his breathing steady, Rayn抿 his lips and did not respond again.
His lowered left hand formed a claw and grabbed at Makarov.
The initial response was fine, but he couldn't be as relaxed as the master now.
As if expecting it, the short figure easily dodged with just a step back.
Rayn stepped forward, his fists and feet constantly attacking.
And Makarov was like a nimble monkey.
With small movements like twisting left and right and ducking, he completely dodged Rayn's attacks.
"Well, it's good that you can see the difference in our strength."
While dodging the attacks, Makarov said with satisfaction.
He had originally thought that Rayn would have reservations and not use his full strength in the first fight.
Now it seemed that this little guy was indeed more rational than he thought.
"His fighting is still raw, but his adaptability and reaction are good. It seems that combat training won't take too long."
In Makarov's view, there was not much to teach in combat training.
It was better to have a real fight than to teach one move at a time.
The pain on one's body was the best teacher.
"His control of the attack distance is too precise, and my movements are completely seen through."
Without responding to Makarov's words, Rayn thought to himself.
The missed attacks did not seem to affect his emotions at all.
In fact, his emotions were even higher at this moment, and a fiery flame seemed to be burning in the depths of his eyes.
"It seems this kid and I have good compatibility."
Sensing the soaring emotions in his body, Ddraig's tone had a hint of excitement.
Because of her path of 'domination', she was also extremely obsessed with fighting.
After all, no normal person would fight until they were on the battlefield and kill the enemy's leader.
This caused the three opposing forces to join forces to kill and seal her and the White Dragon Emperor.
Now, sensing Rayn's soaring emotions, which could not yet be called fighting spirit, Ddraig also became a little restless.
No one noticed the changes within.
On the field, Rayn focused on observing Makarov's movements and tried to find a weakness.
In the instant he threw a punch, Rayn noticed that Makarov seemed to have a habit of dodging in the opposite direction.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and he stepped forward, the soft ground making a dull sound.
He threw a straight punch.
Makarov's figure dodged to the left as expected.
"Chance!!!"
His hips twisted suddenly, and the power left over from the punch burst out.
The direction of the punch changed without any warning.
Normally, this slight deviation would not matter.
But it could be said that Makarov underestimated Rayn as a novice.
Or perhaps he was distracted.
This slight deviation was just enough for Rayn to hit him.
The next moment.
Rayn's vision blurred.
The scene before him seemed to turn upside down, undergoing a drastic change.
"Thud!!!"
With a heavy thud, Rayn's eyes widened suddenly.
"Cough, cough."
A breath came out as a cough, and a numbing sensation spread across his back.
"Now I'll teach you something. An apparent opening is not necessarily an opening."
Makarov's old face appeared above, still smiling.
"Continue or take a rest?"
Then he stepped back, his teasing words following.
"Again!"
After catching his breath, Rayn did a carp flip and stood up.
"Before the combat training ends, I have to land at least one punch!"
Then he turned to look at Makarov, whose smiling face made Rayn silently make a decision in his heart.
To defeat the master, who was one of the Ten Wizard Saints, even if it was just with physical skills, was a bit too fanciful.
But leaving a mark should still be possible.
With this thought, Rayn stepped forward again.
This time, both his attacks and observations were more careful.
Not far from the two of them.
"That guy, I can't believe he can say such things."
Porlyusica, who was grinding medicine on a chair, snorted coldly.
Although she didn't like fighting, she could still see.
Just now, Makarov was indeed careless, and his actions became monotonous, so much so that Rayn caught a flaw.
But not wanting to lose face in front of the young boy, or perhaps not wanting him to be complacent.
At the moment before he was hit, he launched a lightning-fast counterattack.
Otherwise, that punch would have indeed landed on him.
"Kid, don't go near that!"
Her peripheral vision caught a small figure standing in front of the drying medicine, and Porlyusica felt a headache coming on.
The medicine she was drying included things like lizards and toads.
Ordinary little girls, let alone touching them, wouldn't even want to get close.
But that little girl with horns and a tail.
Not only dared to approach, but also kept staring.
With her expressionless face, Porlyusica had no doubt that she would swallow it in one bite.
She had seen this scene when the three of them arrived here.
If it hadn't been for Rayn stopping her at the last moment.
She wouldn't have agreed to let the two of them train here for anything.
As for that little girl, Porlyusica found that she didn't have much dislike for her.
This was very incredible for her, who had always disliked humans.
So when she realized her feelings, a thought rose in her heart.
This little one might not be human.
But she didn't ask Makarov for confirmation. To her, it was all the same anyway.
It was just that her attitude towards Kanna was much kinder.
Of course, there was a condition.
That was not to get close to the medicinal herbs, especially with the look of someone looking at food.
The sound of fists and feet colliding in her ears, and the little kid staring at her medicinal herbs, made Porlyusica's forehead throb with veins.
"You two, be quiet!!!"
A stern reprimand echoed through the forest, adding a bit of humanity to the quiet forest.
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