After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 1120

Chapter 1120: Level 3 Training Hall (Part 2)
They paid 1000 points each to take on two monsters for two hours.

They decided to try out a Level 15 and Level 26 Monster this time, so both she and Garan could have very good exercise while also considering the current state of their mana and spirit.

It was still basically a solo fight with the other watching aside, possibly to send some support if needed. In the end, they just really wanted to train side-by-side despite their level differences.

Althea went ahead first, chewing on mana cookies to recover a bit more mana while she waited for the monster to manifest. Familiar dust of light appeared in front of them, slowly forming into shape, starting from its interior.

Even while it was forming, she could tell that it was an unfamiliar monster. This meant it must be more prevalent elsewhere, possibly from another side of the world.

This was another advantage of using the Training Hall—they’d get familiarized with monsters that were uncommon in their areas, giving them some exposure before they potentially encountered them in real life.

For the soldiers who often traveled around, this experience was invaluable. For her who simply wanted to know more, it was the same.

Anyway, back to the monster—which, like every other beast—had an ugly grotesque form that seemed so unnatural. It was like they were all chimaeras in a sense.

Anyway, the monster was soon completely manifested. From a collection of light particles, it slowly became more and more solid, its sharp scythe appearing even more menacing.

In appearance, her enemy was like a giant furry Mantis with a deformed bat’s face and large scythes for hands. She used her [Assesment Skills] to get its name.

[Reaper (Lv15)]

Eh, how fitting.

Kkkkkkk

A creepy sound came from it. It was like an insect, but a ghost.

She gulped, turning to look at her husband. “As much as possible, don’t help.”

He nodded. He was reluctant, but this was always how she wanted it ever since they started training together. He could only watch as she formed a defensive position, ready for battle.

[Level 15 Trial: Start]

Althea held tightly to her sword, and the beast immediately lunged towards her. Its feet moved with small steps but they were quick, and it swung its scythes around it—seemingly at all angles—as if to ensure there was no escape for its prey.

She narrowed her eyes and used [Perfect Aim] so she could see its movements a bit better.

Of course, all the skill could do was increase her accuracy, not pinpoint its exact weakness. At best, it’d help her have enough control of her body to actually make the hit.

She and the Reaper exchanged blows for a while after that, the sound of blades striking each other echoed the room. Garan’s jaws were clenched, fingers buried on his arms, every time Althea was hit.

And she was hit quite often.

When Garan realized she wasn’t wearing her protection charm again, his eyes twitched. He understood why she did so—what kind of training would it be with such a tool on—but it didn’t make him any less uncomfortable.

Fortunately, she managed to defend herself with her weapon so she didn’t get too injured.

Clack!

The scythe hit her smack in the stomach and she only minimized the damage by jumping back. She was still hit though, and she gasped in pain. She also saw her spirit got quite a bit of a hit too.

She held up her hands to stop her husband from approaching.

She was in pain, but her eyes were bright.

The reason why she wanted to torture herself after getting out unscathed from the war was because it felt like she was too comfortable.

Such a big thing happened, but she didn’t feel like she grew at all! Thus, when she saw the chance to get a little hurt, she took it.

She narrowed her eyes and raised her sword, precisely blocking another one of the reaper’s sharp attacks. She heaved a deep breath as she kicked it, taking some water from her (non-potable) water jug to push it back.

It imbalanced it a bit. Sadly, her current form made it inconvenient to rush over and attack.

The movement sparked a thought in her mind though. What if that water was damaging? Like acid?

Of course, she didn’t dwell on that too much at this time. She had to focus her remaining mana to control her elements, all while defending against its attack with her sword.

It was great high-stakes multi-tasking.

Anyway, the two exchanged hits like this for a while and Althea seemed to be on the defense, though Garan knew she was actually studying the creature. She studied its movements, its preferred attacks, and its behaviors.

Sometimes she’d study something even if it meant sacrificing a bit of her own spirit.

It was one of her most admirable traits, but also what worried him the most.

After several tense minutes, Althea eventually figured out some of the ways to deal with it.

For example, its scythe was both its strength and weakness.

It was wide and sharp so it would cause very real damage, especially if it was the real monster. However, at the same time, its movement was too huge and—if one timed it well enough—could create massive openings too.

She studied its patterns, making some rough calculations in her mind. She struggled to get the timing at first. The skill [Precise Aim], in terms of actual application, had limited effectivity when the enemy was close-ranged and right in-your-face.

She took a deep breath and jumped back. She raised her arms, using much of her mana to compress the water floating above them, making it more dense, and slammed it down on the monster before it could reach her.

It didn’t crush the monster, but it forced it to pause at the right time.

She used her sword to swipe away its scythe outwards, and she lunged forward to stab it in its flexible areas—which should also be its weak spots.

Clack!!

Stab!!

She tried to hit it as quickly as she could. The monster twitched, swinging around its arms in reflex.

Kkkkk!

Althea had long stepped back. The monster had slowed down now, making it easier for her to swipe its scythes away from her, so she could finally finish it off.

[Killed! Reaper (Lv15)]