Disciples Who Have Become Too Strong Are Chasing Me

18 – Core

Zeke’s physical strengthening attempt shown during the day. The try itself wasn’t bad.

In fact, among the knights I met in the past, there were several knights who fought by strengthening their bodies like Zeke.

If you were to choose the best among them, the physical strengthening of the Grand Princess of the North, who was called the hero of the North, was by far the best.

It would be rude to compare her physical enhancement with Zeke’s.

I knew how to strengthen her body.

If you ask me why she knows, I’ll say it’s because she told me.

Her past, even before collecting her disciples, I visited her northern country and happened to meet her when she was in danger of dying.

Seeing her that way, I treated her because I couldn’t pass her by.

After that, she, who owed me her life, locked me in her castle for over a month, promising to teach me her great rewards and her own visions.

Hansako said that it was okay and said that she would leave now, but she increased her guards to keep an eye on me so that I could not escape.

‘Come to think of it, that year was also a crazy year.’

Fortunately, thanks to the barbarians causing a commotion, I was able to escape from the north while the guards were lax.

As I shivered at the thought that I might still be there if the barbarians hadn’t made a fuss, Zeke opened his mouth and said.

“Is that really enough?”

Really just one shot. Zeke wasn’t sure if that would work.

But unlike Zeke, who was not sure, I was sure. If Zeke learns to properly strengthen his body, she will not be able to give Xenia a shot.

“That’s enough.”

“However, I have already run into everything with you. My attack with everything like that ended with only one wound on my sister’s cheek. But are you really going to do it?”

Zeke is asking me if that method, which has already experienced failure, is really the right answer.

“It would be embarrassing to even call what you showed during the day physical enhancement. Rather than calling it physical strengthening, it would be more appropriate to call it self-destruction.”

I continued talking.

“Physical strengthening is not like that. If you learn proper physical strengthening, than what I showed you during the day. 5 Times no, 10 times will be able to generate stronger power.”

“…… What is that method?”

Zeke asks for learning. There was nothing I couldn’t teach as a teacher.

She said that in the first place, when she taught me, she didn’t tell me not to tell others, so whether she taught me or not, it was my heart.

“For now, raise your sword.”

Sureureung.

A silver blade shining in the moonlight came out of Zeke’s scabbard.

As I held the sword and looked at Sun Zeke, I continued.

“It is not a bad way to strengthen the body by concentrating mana on the body. In fact, there are many famous knights who strengthen their bodies by concentrating magic on their bodies.”

He kept talking.

“However, not everyone is ignorant like you and beats mana until the body necrosis.”

“Then what should I do?”

“These two arms and legs are definitely the body that takes up a large part in swinging a sword. You must have known that and tried to strengthen your body.”

The strength of the arms and legs cannot be ignored when wielding a sword. However, Zeke’s method was too ignorant.

“Swing the sword yourself, feeling the muscles in your body.”

Let me finish my words. Sieg took his stance and swung his sword.

It was a sword that descended in a neat arc.

“Keep aware of the movements of your muscles and swing them.”

After over 100 repetitions of swinging like that, Zeke stopped swinging his sword as if he realized something.

“Do you see what went wrong now?”

“… ….”

Zeke didn’t answer my question, closed his eyes and focused. Seeing that, I didn’t ask any more. It was because touching someone who had started to focus like that was tantamount to ruining that person’s enlightenment.

After closing his eyes and concentrating, Zeke moved the magic within his body. Then he gathered the mana around the heart and made it into a small sphere.

The sphere of magical power has been completed.

Zeke didn’t stop at making his magic sphere.

A stem of magical power came out of the completed sphere of magical power, like a tree stretching its trunk. The stems that came out like that spread out to all parts of the body, including arms and legs, waist and back, and chest.

After confirming that the stems had sprouted, Zeke exploded his orb of magical power. When the ball of magic exploded, the condensed mana spread through the stem to the whole body.

A huge amount of mana instantly spread throughout his body.

I swung my sword with magic all over my body.

Unlike before, when the line was neatly drawn and lowered, Zeke’s sword was aggressive, as if it were about to destroy everything in its path.

Boom!

In the aftermath of the impact, a thick layer of dust rose.

As the dust settled, he could not stand the power of the sword and could see the cracked ground.

The power itself was different from what was shown during the day.

After confirming that, Zeke collapsed on the spot without being able to overcome the rushing pain. I looked down at the fallen Zeke and said.

“Tell me what was different from what you did during the day.”

Zeke, still unconscious, sighed and said.

“I was thinking wrong.”

He kept talking.

“I realized that while swinging my sword. The sword is not wielded only with the strength of arms and legs.”

As Zeke said, the sword does not move only with the strength of its arms and legs. It is to use the strength of the whole body, such as the waist, back, and chest.

“So, I recalled the sensations I felt while swinging the sword and sent out my mana like a stem.”

And then it exploded.

The result was Zeke’s inaction just shown.

“Good job. As you said, you can’t wield the sword with only the strength of your arms and legs. A sword wielded with balance can only be called a proper sword.”

Zeke has succeeded in pinpointing his mistakes and correcting them. Now all I have to do is teach Zeke her skills.

“Then, from now on, I will teach you how to keep that sword for a long time.”

“Is that possible?”

My body screamed with just one swing. However, Zeke could not believe that he would let him continue to wield it.

But it is actually possible. She was, and Zeke, who learned her craft, will be.

I said.

“The sphere of magical power you created near the heart is called the ‘core’. You completed it and burst it at once.”

Exploding the core and spreading mana throughout the body, that is the basis for strengthening the body. However, once the core explodes, there is no longer any medium to supply mana to the body.

This is a one-off thing.

So she came up with a way to spread magic throughout her body while maintaining her core.

To create a core that can be drawn out and used at any time by gathering magical powers that are not normally used near the heart every moment.

The core thus created contains a tremendous amount of mana, making the user’s body stronger for a long time.

Of course, since it draws and uses the mana stored in a rechargeable form, after using it, you can’t even try to strengthen your body for several days.

Despite these risks, the body strengthening techniques she created were excellent.

“However, if it explodes at once like that, it is only a one-time thing. So, if there is a way to maintain power without bursting the core, what do you think it would be?”

“… ….”

“The answer is an overwhelming amount of mana. Of course, it’s impossible with the amount of magical power you have. Where do you think we should get that much magic power from?”

At my words, Zeke said as if he realized something.

“If you make a core in advance… ….”

“That is correct. Always making and maintaining the core, that is the answer.”

“This is crazy. Keeping such a lump of magic near the heart is tantamount to suicide.”

Uncontrolled magical power is like a rampaging bull. Keeping such a dangerous thing near my heart all the time was like living with a ticking time bomb attached to my body.

But what does that mean?

There are people who even sell their souls to become stronger.

I said.

“If you want to be strong, you have to do it. The person who taught me this did not hesitate to give up his life to protect his people, and lived with that dangerous thing in his body all his life.”

“… ….”

“If you’re not that determined, you’d better stop thinking about defeating your sister.”

Zeke was silent for a while. She seemed to be thinking. After a while, Zeke opened his mouth.

“…… Please teach me.”

“Good.”

That night, Zeke experienced both the pain of being torn apart by his magical power and the pain of treatment, and entered a new realm.