The Exhausting Reality of Novel Transmigration

hand.

Reaching out like that, he lowered his body.
And at the same time, he drew the sword in a circle over his head.

His bent knees and toes turned in the same direction as the sword.

With one heel as an axis on the ground, he moved as fast as the sword did.

Beneath the moonlight, his movements flowed seamlessly, making it look as if he was dancing.

‘Cassion…’

His deep blue hair was soaked with drops of sweat, which flowed over his face as it was illuminated by the moon.

Then, black eyes that carried darkness and the night’s chilly air.

For him to be darker than the night sky, for him to shine regardless…

‘When did he manage to improve his skills to this point?’

Cassion had been staying here for only a little over two weeks.

Obviously, when I first watched him train, he still looked sloppy, but…

His skills were quite acceptable now.

If I had seen him do this before we met Diana, then I wouldn’t have asked him to scurry away and hide himself during an ambush.

Slash—

Deliberately making my presence known, I walked closer to him.

He was immersed in his training, but as he noticed my presence, he stopped his movements and urgently turned to look this way.

Avoiding his gaze, I took off my shawl and gripped the end of it.
At the same time, I infused it with qi.

Crackle!

Anything infused with inner qi would turn into a weapon.

A fan, one’s bare hands, a piece of cloth.
Even leaves and flowers.

The shawl turned into a whip in one split second and tore straight through the air.

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SHHK.

And it made a much louder sound than Cassion’s wooden sword.

At the appearance of another person’s presence along with the sudden attack, Cassion started to back away.
But it was already too late to retreat.

The cloth hit the man’s skin slightly.

On the thin skin of his neck, there was a faint scratch that looked like the claw mark of a wild animal.

A shallow redness appeared on that spot, but no blood flowed out.

Perhaps if he had noticed a moment later, he would have gotten hurt more, but there was still a wound on his neck now because he couldn’t avoid it properly.

‘There’s still a long way to go…’

I adjusted my grip on the now loose cloth, which sagged on the ground, and rolled it up with my hand.

Once I got back to my room, I’d have to throw this away later.

While I was rolling up the shawl, Cassion continued to stand dazedly, then he turned to look straight at me.

Evident in his eyes was an unobscured shock.

His eyes blinked rapidly as he stared at me with an puzzled expression, and he gaped openly at me.

“Rosetta, you…”

“I saw that you were working so hard, so I thought I’d give you a hand.”

As I replied to him with a smile, Cassion straightened his posture.

He then sighed briefly and swept up his sweat-soaked hair.

“It’s already late.
Why aren’t you asleep?”

“Ditto.
Why are you practicing at this hour?”

“That, well…”

It was an evasive answer.
Perhaps…

“I’m just guessing, but do you practice every night until this late?”

There was no response.
However, at a time like this, his silence could be taken as an affirmative.

‘If you’ve been practicing like this every night, then it’s no wonder why you’ve improved this much.’

Besides, despite not being the main villain, the person in front of me was a talented man.

With crazy efforts and an added character buff, I didn’t have to wonder why he was showing such fast progress compared to others.

But apart from that, what he’s doing seemed to be quite tiring.

Cassion was given the position of my temporary escort knight, so he also needed to get up in the morning even earlier than I’d wake up.

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After getting out of bed, he’d immediately need to go to the knights’ training grounds to participate in their training.
Then after dinner, he’s also training his magic here in this clearing.

That’s his schedule as far as I knew.

But I couldn’t believe he’s been doing extra training every night as well…

‘Looks like he’s been sleeping only four hours a night?’

Furrowing my eyebrows, I shook my head.

“It’s not good for your health if you don’t have enough sleep.
Prioritize your health first before this.”

It’s commendable that he’s going the extra mile, but draining his stamina like this would only have adverse effects.

Why else was it said that sleep and food were the best medicine?

But on the contrary, Cassion just averted his gaze and didn’t give me a straight answer.

“Rather than that, why are you here at this hour?”

What came back wasn’t an answer, but another question to my question.
It’s an obvious attempt at changing the subject.

As I thought for a moment about what to do here, I decided to just brush this matter aside for now.

To be honest, even if I told him to go to sleep now, I don’t think he’d listen to me.

There were certain things in the world that one would have to experience first-hand.

‘If you collapse, then you’ll come to your senses.’

Thinking ahead, I pretended not to have noticed that he’s changing the subject, then I nodded as I answered.

“I was already sleeping, but I woke up in the middle of it.
The dream I had wasn’t so pleasant, so I thought I should go out for a walk, but I heard some noises over here.”

“You should have avoided coming here if you heard such noises.”

“…I’ll avoid it only if I’m scared.”

Ah, what a ridiculous expression he had on his face right now.

At my brazen reply, Cassion looked back at me indignantly.

But what do you want me to say.

It’s the truth.

 

 

¹ minor spelling change: Yurian → Urien

the pronunciation is still the same, but I figured the new spelling makes more sense for the setting.
plus, the Urien of Arthurian legend might have some relevance to the character we have here.