Danma: Danganronpa, but Monster Hunter!

"Those medicines?" Bell asked gravely.

He had experienced firsthand the effects of the medicine that Lieyan had just used on him. His ribs should have been broken, but Lieyan had only sprinkled a packet of the medicine, and his wounds were almost completely healed. As far as he knew, this was probably comparable to the effect of a high-grade recovery potion. Moreover, judging from the appearance of the powder, this medicine was more portable and easier to use than recovery potions. It was obvious that this medicine must be very expensive.

To be honest, judging from his performance just now, Bell felt unworthy of the medicine.

"I made all the medicine myself, it's nothing special, I'll use it anyway." Flame chuckled, casually replying to Bell's serious face. "You don't need to worry about the medicine being expensive or anything. I collected all the ingredients myself, and the process isn't difficult. By the way, this medicine is currently a special supply for the Loki Familia, so there's no price."

If it has no price, then it is priceless!

Bell raised his eyes to look at the flames, then at Ais, who stood calmly waiting for the two of them to begin their recovery treatment. Then, he made up his mind.

"Mr. Blazing Flame".

"Ok?"

"I will work hard."

"Then put in your utmost effort." Flame chuckled, then adjusted his helmet. "Keep training! Keep your eyes peeled and learn all of Ais's movements as your own! Ais won't attack you unless I'm knocked out of range, but she will defend and counterattack. Use this time to learn!"

"Yes!"

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The deafening roar lasted for several hours. Only after the potions brought by Blaze were completely used up did Ais and Blaze reluctantly end their morning training session—well, just the two of them.

Bell had completely exhausted himself during the high-intensity training after two hours of exercise. Considering that Bell also had the responsibility of earning a living, Flame persuaded him to go back after he rested for a while and recovered some strength with the help of Melody.

Then, Flame and Ais, who had come down from the city wall, obediently accepted the fine and verbal warning from the Ganesha Familia City Military Police.

The nearby residents had already reported what was happening, but hearing the commotion upstairs, which sounded like giant beasts wrestling, even the Ganesha Familia's military police dared not show themselves, for fear of being caught in the crossfire—especially since the leader, a Level 5, knew whose secret base this place was.

Don't ask why the Ganesha Familia knows about this secret base. Who do you think was in charge of guarding and protecting Ais when she ran away here after her tantrum?

Yes, that's right, it's them.

Flame and Ais weren't dissatisfied with the punishment. After a training session, although the area on the city wall remained intact, various potholes, cracks, and breaks were inevitable, and compensation was indeed due.

If you really want to train, the dungeon with its built-in repair function is the best place.

Chapters 134: Drink up, why aren't you drinking?

"Skills! Tactics! Use everything you memorized yesterday! Don't worry about hurting Ais, even ten more rookies like you wouldn't be enough for Ais to handle with one hand!!"

"yes--!!"

Inside the ninth level of the dungeon, Flame, sword and shield in hand, urged the boy beside him with a fierce expression to attack his beloved, whom he adored in his youth. Meanwhile, Bell, the person involved, wore a mournful expression, his voice trembling as if he had suffered a great injustice.

As the flames blocked Ais's descending sword strike, the still somewhat thin boy suddenly burst out from behind the flames' broad body. Using the flames' figure as cover, the gleaming dagger slashed towards Ais's abdomen. But in the next instant, Ais delivered a spinning kick that struck his chest first, sending him flying backward.

Today is the second day of Ais and Flame's training of Bell.

Just like the conclusion reached yesterday, this time Flame and Ais chose the huge cavern on the ninth floor of the dungeon as their training ground.

Although the highest record of the person being trained is only the eighth level, this is a trivial matter.

The strength of the monsters in the eighth and ninth floors of the dungeon did not change significantly, and their types were also largely the same. The only difference was that the probability of encountering groups of monsters would increase further, but this was only to the extent that one could proceed steadily with sufficient caution.

Flame was completely convinced that Bell's strength was enough to break through to this level after training, so he felt relieved and brought him along as well.

Moreover, choosing this area as a training location has another advantage. In addition to the self-repairing floor, this area is also a perfect hunting ground for Bell. What he learns during training can be tested on by simply turning a corner outside the cave. For Bell, training here is a win-win situation.

The only problem is...

Bell got up from the ground, covered in dust, and went to find the two huge backpacks that Flame had placed to the side. He took out a bottle of recovery potion and poured it into his mouth. The dark green liquid washed away the rusty taste of blood in his mouth, and the bitter taste spread from the back of his tongue, making Bell's whole face contort.

I'm going to die! ...

Why is Mr. Flame's potion so bitter?!

Although the effect is incredibly good—the injured body starts to recover almost immediately after taking the medicine, and is fully restored in just a few seconds—the taste is absolutely awful!

This is completely different from the recovery medicine I got from Lord Mich before!

Moreover, not only is it extremely bitter, but the quantity is also extremely large!

Unbeknownst to him, the boy and his sweetheart were complaining about the same thing.

Despite his complaints, Bale is still very concerned about the current training.

The training had an immediate effect on him. After just two hours of training yesterday, he could clearly feel his strength had increased when he entered the dungeon again.

Moreover, it wasn't a slight increase; it was a noticeable increase that he could directly feel.

However, it's natural that their strength would increase in such a short period of time.

First of all, the teaching staff is exceptionally well-equipped.

Both Ais and Flame are actually seasoned veterans of countless battles.

Let's not even mention Ais, who just reached LV6 and whose feat of taking on Udeos single-handedly is still talked about by adventurers in Orario. On the other hand, Blaze is also a rising star in Orario.

The battle between the two broadened Bell's horizons, allowing him to see monsters from a higher perspective, which greatly improved him.

As for the claim that even though Flame was just getting beaten up, Bell could still learn something from him...

That's impossible, of course. How could Blaze just get beaten up all the time, even if the opponent is Ais?

While it's not easy to fight back with a hunting horn, it's not like you can just take a beating without fighting back. The purpose of using a hunting horn is to train your endurance while also building strength.

"Uh-huh——"

With great difficulty, Bell swallowed the recovery medicine that seemed to have turned his brains bitter. Feeling the pain all over his body gradually receding from him, he gagged, then wiped his lips with his sleeve and resolutely returned to the training field.

"Too slow, we need to be faster. Monsters won't wait for you to recover before attacking, and the dungeon won't give you any breathing room either."

Flame spoke calmly, his single-edged broadsword slashing vertically, colliding with Ais's sweeping, sheathed saber. Sparks flew fiercely, and Ais, who was exchanging blows, tilted her head to look at the returning Bell.

"understand!"

Bell looked somewhat ashamed, but he did not lower his head. Instead, his eyes were burning, and he gripped the dagger tightly in his hand as he continued to attack Ais.

"Good, that's it. Watch Ais's movements. I'll cover you."

"Oh hiss!"

The sound of a violent collision rang out again. This time, Bell was a step closer to Ais than before before he was sent flying, along with Flame.

Bell, his eyes red, struggled to his feet. His arm, which had been holding the dagger, swayed limply like a noodle, dislocated by Ais's blow. Flame reached out and snapped the dislocated bone back into place, simultaneously taking life powder from his pouch and sprinkling it on Bell.

"Is it still possible?" Flame shook his neck, making a cracking sound from his knuckles.

“Of course.” Bell gritted his teeth and moved his dislocated arm, then was pleasantly surprised to find that Flame’s reset technique was quite good, and the muscle contusions caused by the dislocation had also returned to normal under the effect of the life dust. His arm was not affected at all, so his tone was slightly surprised.

"Then let's continue, I'll go first."

Flames patted Bell on the back, then left Bell with a resolute, mountain-like silhouette.

The broadsword clashed with the sheathed saber once more, sparks flying again, and Bell, regaining his spirits, took another step towards training.

This step takes four hours.

Four hours flew by in this cycle of being knocked away, taking medicine, launching attacks, and being knocked away again. Finally, Bell lay on the ground, staring blankly at the stone wall above him.

"Can you still stand up?"

A massive figure loomed over Bell, and Flame, drenched in sweat and reeking of blood, appeared in his field of vision. Before Bell could reply, a bottle smashed into him. Flame then bent down and shoved a secret medicine into Bell's mouth as a way to wrap up his training for the day.

"what is this?"

Bell swallowed the secret potion, and its powerful effects immediately took hold, sweeping away all the hidden injuries that had accumulated in his body and had not been repaired in time. Having grown accustomed to the magic and bitterness of the Flame Potion, Bell propped himself up and picked up the glass bottle that had smashed against his chest.

"This is an energy drink that can restore your stamina. You'll need to farm magic stones in the dungeon to support your family, right? Drink this and restore your stamina before going into battle."

As he spoke, Lieyan tossed another bottle of energy drink to Ais, then uncorked his own bottle and drank it all in one gulp.

"oh........."

Bell picked up the energy drink, then hesitated for a moment.

The reason was simple: the potions he had used before had left too deep an impression on him. No matter what kind of potion it was, the final taste was always bitter. He seriously suspected that the thing he was hunting called "Energy Drink" was also bitter!

"Drink up, why aren't you drinking?"

Flame raised an eyebrow, looking at Belle's melancholy face, and couldn't help but find it a little funny. After drinking bitter water all morning, you're still worried about something sweet now that you've finally gotten a taste of sweetness.

"I...I'll drink!"

Bell looked up at the sky with a melancholy expression, and then resigned himself to his fate.

Oh well, it's just another bottle of potion.

Bell touched his stomach; during the training session, this area had been filled with no fewer than dozens of vials of medicine, and he had almost gotten used to the bitter taste.

Drinking another bottle shouldn't be a problem...

Now, even if he were faced with Hill's bento box, he should be able to eat it without changing his expression.

Bell pursed his lips, unflinchingly uncapped the bottle with a death-defying air, and then, mimicking Flame, drank it all in one gulp.

But the next moment, his eyes suddenly widened.

Because what spread from his mouth was not the bitterness that had already numbed his taste buds and even his brain, which he had been savoring for half a morning, but a sweet taste like the finest honey water!

Moreover, this sweet taste is accompanied by a stimulating sensation, like tiny bubbles bursting on the tip of the tongue!

Sweet!

This energy drink is actually sweet!

Thank God, I finally tasted something sweet in the potion from Mr. Flame!!

Bear Grylls was moved to tears!!

Blazing Flames: "!!!"

What's with those tears? And what's with that expression?

Lieyan, both amused and exasperated, lightly kicked the tearful Bell, "Alright, stop being so dramatic. It's just a little bit of sweetness. Even after all the bitterness, you shouldn't be crying like this. Hurry up and calm down."

"Um, thank you, Mr. Flame." Bell sniffed, then looked at the bottle in his hand with some reluctance, suddenly feeling an urge to lick it.

This little bit of sweetness,

His food was truly hard-earned...