The God of Light in the Marvel Universe

The next morning.

Frey, who was prohibited from going to the battlefield, got up early to wash up, and came to the empty training ground as soon as the morning light appeared on the horizon.

Yesterday, Merlin slipped away after introducing himself, leaving only a request for him to come to the training ground early the next morning.

Although he didn't know much about Merlin, since he could be summoned as a heroic spirit, he must have something special about him.

With this idea in mind, Frei got up early early to prepare to leave a good impression on the new teacher.

I thought I was early enough, but Frey was not the only one who showed up at the training ground early in the morning, and the other party was even earlier.

"Hey...hey..."

Panting and shouting the trumpet, Leonidas I ran shirtless and fast circles around the training ground.

After running a few quick laps to get warmed up, the red-haired muscular man without a helmet began to perform various exercises focusing on muscle training.

This was an eye-opener for Frey.

That's not how elves train their bodies.Since elves are energy-friendly creatures, the purpose of elves exercising their bodies is not to increase their strength or durability, but to improve their body's energy-holding capacity.

For elves, using magic power to strengthen the body ultimately achieves the ultimate effect more conveniently and quickly than exercising.

For ordinary people, it would be better to add a few strengthening magic spells to oneself than to exercise for many years and for a long time, and the effect will be more immediate.

Finally, Frey, because he is still in the growth stage, Queen Nasus does not allow her children to use strengthening magic that will affect his physical growth, so Frey is still blank in this regard.

Although the method of Leonidas I in front of me seems primitive, it may also have great effects.

After experiencing the previous battle, Frey had a stronger desire to become stronger.

If he becomes more powerful, maybe he can protect more people?

The tragic scene of the soldiers being attacked by monsters in the camp was still vivid in his mind, which also gave Frey a stronger sense of urgency.

King Gilgamesh said that the person behind the Warcraft was the [Three Goddesses Alliance]. This was also the first time Frey heard the word 'god' in this world.

Odin, the God King of Asgard, once came to Alfheim, but that was before Frey was born. However, according to the descriptions of Heavenly Father Odin by people around him, he should be a powerful and majestic person. gods.

But this time, the other party has three goddesses.

Even if it is not as powerful as the legendary Odin, the alliance of the three gods should still be very powerful.

While he was thinking absentmindedly, the arrow in Frey's hand unknowingly deviated from the direction, making a rare miss.

For a qualified shooter, this shouldn't be the case.

Shaking his head to forget all the distracting thoughts in his mind, Frey picked up the training wooden bow in his hand and hit the bull's-eye of the target a hundred meters away with an arrow.

Raising his eyebrows with satisfaction, Frey put the training wooden bow back into his pocket, pulled out his long sword and prepared to continue training.

However, with a slightly damp smell of sweat wafting from his side, Leonidas I, who had been training, came to Frey's side at some point, frowning and looking at the elf.

"Your Highness, you can't be so distracted during training!"

Before Frey could complete his first move, he was startled by the sudden sound, and almost tripped to the ground in a panic.

Fortunately, he quickly regained his balance and stood firmly with a light twist.

However, in the next moment, a sudden premonition of danger echoed crazily in his heart!

Frey was shocked. He tried to make an evasive action in a hurry because it was too late, so he could only try his best to throw himself to the side.

A bit of cold light arrived first, and the cold spear tip brushed against Frey's ear, carrying a surging murderous aura.

However, this attack went away as quickly as it came.

Leonidas retracted the spear and stretched out his hand to pull up Frey who fell to the ground.

"You must be vigilant and attentive when facing danger at all times. Only in this way can you train the muscles to face danger!"

However, Frey did not respond. He just drew his sword and stabbed him!

"Asshole! Don't be scary all of a sudden!"

However, this angry blow had no effect.

Leonidas deflected Frey's sword with just a flick of his spear, and the shield on his arm suddenly exerted force, pushing Frey away like a city wall.

"The accuracy is good, but the strength is too poor!" the Spartan warrior commented.

Steadying his steps, Frey jumped back twice in a row. As the magic power of the battle bow flashed, five consecutive arrows were shot at the important parts of Leonidas' head and legs.

The magic-condensed arrow was hit by the big shield without any suspense. While the magic explosion raised dust on the ground and obscured his sight, Frey had already quickly rushed to the King of Sparta!

The battle bow in his hand was replaced by a long sword and a wand. Frey first activated the wand to shoot two consecutive bolts of lightning, and then prepared to take advantage of the temporary paralysis or slowness caused by the lightning to attack at close range.

However, the reality did not make him wish.

The raised dust was dispersed by the strong arm wielding the large shield, and the continuous lightning attack hit the opponent's metal shield firmly.

The expected paralysis effect caused by the conduction of electrical energy did not appear.

The spearman with a strong body has the skill [Resist Magic] that makes him directly immune to the magic spell cast by Frey.

In Frey's confused eyes that he didn't understand, the metal shield pushed him away again.

"A good tactic, but don't use your own standards to measure unknown enemies." Leonidas once again reached out to help Frey and taught in a deep voice.

Frey nodded thoughtfully and re-sheathed the sword.

"Are all heroic spirits as strong as you?" Frey looked forward to the warrior demeanor displayed by Leonidas.

Calm and capable, as unmoving as a rock battered by waves all year round.

"Of course~ Heroic Spirits are all very strong."

An unreliable and frivolous voice came from not far away, and the great magician Merlin slowly approached with his staff.

"Thank you General Leonidas for your teaching. Your Highness the Prince will leave the rest to me."

Leonidas, who was entrusted by Merlin, nodded to Frey, then turned around and strode away.

"You're late, Merlin." The prince said with a 'caught you slacking off' expression.

"You're right, but I found someone to replace me in advance, so this time it doesn't count."

"But what you see with your eyes may not be real. Maybe the person in front of you is not me at all, but a clone created by illusion?"

With Frey's disbelief on his face, Merlin rubbed his chin and thought.

"Although I agreed to the king's request, I didn't make a teaching plan in a hurry."

"Why don't we just go shopping in Uruk today? There's nothing to do anyway."