The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

The worry in Remilia's eyes is not fake. With her height, she can't understand Takeya's feelings at all. In her opinion, this is just the most basic level among monsters.

The physical fitness of monsters is far superior to that of humans, and some levels that humans may not be able to achieve after years of practice are all within their grasp for them.

For example, even if a boxer has trained all his muscles, he can hardly break a stone with one punch, but if it is a monster, the stone may turn into slag with one punch.

This is an innate gap. For people living in "reality", monsters are all legends, and the difference in worldview is an insurmountable generation gap.

"Have you finally given up?"

Seeing that Wu Ye put down his racket and ball, and sat down next to him, Remilia's red eyes flashed, and she seemed to be a little more energetic:

"Sure enough, you're bored too, right?"

"...Although your words make people uncomfortable, but...it is true."

More than half an hour of practicing martial arts did not even shed a drop of sweat. Although compared with monsters, he is still weak and unchanged, but at least compared with humans, he is already supernatural.

"If I knew this earlier, I might as well go back and practice swordsmanship."

"whispering sound."

Seeing Takeya's unscrupulous appearance, even though she knew he was joking, Remilia still had no reason to be upset, maybe there was something indisputable about it.

"Instead of thinking about those things that are far away, Wu Ye, why don't you figure out what abilities you have at hand first?"

"On hand, you say this?"

Wu Ye closed his eyes and felt it for a while, then calmly opened his palm, only to hear a thud, and a red spear appeared in his hand:

"Cheats, Gungnir Summoning Technique."

"Death to me!"

After snatching back her long spear, Remilia punched Wu Ye back, making him lay on the ground with his hands on his stomach, unable to scream out of pain.

"You bastard, how many times have I said that this is mine! Mine! Don't just casually call it as your weapon every time!"

"Well... but, but, this is the only one I use the most conveniently."

While clutching his viscera that seemed to have been pierced through, Wu Ye reluctantly raised his head and said:

"Since the last time, I seem to be getting smoother in summoning Gungnir."

As he said that, Takeya suddenly smiled at Remilia:

"Remilia, why don't you consider giving this to me? Anyway, you don't usually use it."

"Don't even think about it!"

With a coquettish cry, Remilia subconsciously hugged Gungnir tightly in her hand, and the strong guard in her eyes seemed to be afraid that it would really be taken away by Wu Ye:

"You bastard thief! Before coveting Miss Ben's weapon, you should think about your own ability first!"

"It's too much to say I'm a thief, that thing flew over by itself..."

Tooting, Wu Ye rubbed his stomach and stood up, stretched out a hand and asked:

"My own ability? Demon power?"

"Idiot, it's not this, think about your original ability!"

"The original ability?"

Wu Ye frowned and did not recall carefully, and then...

"You mean the 'ability to discover other people's abilities'?"

As he spoke, he shrugged his shoulders contemptuously, with a contemptuous expression on his face:

"That kind of thing can be considered as ability?"

"..."

Hey, who claimed to be a superpower by relying on this ability?

Seeing Takeya's contemptuous expression, Remilia really wanted to smear his quality three times on his face.

Chapter 5 Doubts

bang.

The door to the basement was violently pushed open, and there was a loud noise. Patchouli frowned slightly, and slowly moved her plain eyes away from the book in her hand.

"What's the matter, Remy?"

"Nothing at all!"

"..."

This is obviously not nothing. The expression on Remilia's face was filled with the words "I'm very angry". She angrily poked a hole in the ground with the red spear in her hand:

"……Humph!"

No one knew what she was going to express, but she kept the spear embedded in the ground, and Remilia pulled a chair beside Patchouli and sat down, without saying a word with a sullen face.

"Ugh……"

After getting along for so long, I am very familiar with Remilia's temper and Paqiuli. With the character of the other party, there is almost no possibility of getting angry for no reason.