I became the sick nobelman

Chapter 58 - When I open my eyes, the royal palace (2)

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A day before departure for the royal palace.

"I'll stop now."

Aris stopped the flames that were coming out of his hands.

The shield that Ruel had made disappeared as soon as he sat down.

My stomach felt nauseous.

"You're amazing. Ruel-nim extended the shield for another two seconds."

Ruel, who was catching his breath while inhaling Breath, frowned at the word 'two seconds.'

"Is that it?"

"Even considering the risk Ruel-sama took, keeping the shield for 12 seconds is great."

"You mean the shield that breaks when you add more Mana?"

Ruel was still dissatisfied.

For the last time, I have focused on developing the power of resistance.

He was seriously contemplating taking poison, but he was caught by Tyson and reprimanded.

Since I nailed that I would never do such a thing again, the only way was to strengthen my resistance while being directly subjected to magic.

Ruel called Aris because Tyson had to focus on building a warp device.

On the first day of training, Aris broke Ruel's shield.

Who would have thought that it wouldn't even last a second?

"Don't say that. It lasts at least three seconds."

At the mention of three seconds, Ruel smirked.

1 second or 3 seconds.

"Then shall we run simply?"

Leo, who was curled up at the sound of running, woke up in a hurry.

—Are you finally running? This body will arrive first today.

Ruel got up from his seat only after pouring the expensive powder Jirie had given him into his mouth and eating three more medicines.

Whether the supplementation effect came properly, the severity of nausea subsided.

"Cheer up, my lord!"

Horen was the first to shout as usual.

"My lord can finish the race today, too!"

"Strive to finish!"

The Knights, who were training, cheered for him even though Ruel had just risen.

"You're popular today, too."

Aris smiled brightly as if he had been cheered.

"It must be interesting to see. The lord, who used to be bedridden, runs while exercising his physical strength."

"No, all the Knights have respect for you."

"Well, that's enough."

Ruel waved his hand at the Knights with a sour face.

They didn't stop cheering unless I sent a response.

"Let's run."

Ruel ran with Breath in his mouth.

The wind that tickled my face was pleasant.

Ruel was out of breath faster than the others, but the feeling of his legs tiring out made the sound of his heart beating louder.