The Hero in Exile

"Um, are you okay, brave man?"

Bourne was the one who trained Lingyu at the church's training ground.

After a while, looking at Lingyu lying on the lawn like a corpse, Bourne was a little worried and put down the Hammer of Light that represented his identity and went forward to check.

Bourne regretted using nearly 5% of his strength to train Lingyu. After all, Lingyu was a brave man who inherited the power of the holy sword. However, in the end, he only trained her ability to withstand beatings.

"I'm... almost dying, right? Save me." After suffering from Bourne's fierce attack, Lingyu was lying on the ground, not sure whether she was dead or not. If it weren't for the power of the holy sword, she would have turned into ashes by now.

"Born, can't you be gentler? Lingyu is in such a state now." Phil watched the whole process from the side and started with a practical exercise. Lingyu could only use the Holy Spirit Technique to heal herself except swinging the sword around.

"Well, it seems to be true. Well, let's start from the basics first." Bourne nodded embarrassedly, agreeing with Phil's point of view.

"Holy Spirit Technique."

"Alive again."

After casting the Soul Ascension Technique on Lingyu, the wounds on Lingyu's body are healing slowly, but it is still very effective.

"Master Lingyu is ready to start the next training."

"Say that again?" Lingyu looked at Born in disbelief. "Are you asking me to be your punching bag again and hit me with your Hammer of Light?"

"Puchi~" Phil said when he heard this, and looked at the embarrassed Bourne, "Lingyu, don't worry about that uncle for now. I will teach you magic. I am one of the best wizards in the empire."

Although I always felt that she was showing off, I couldn't care less. "Phil, oh, Master, please help me." I hugged Phil as if I had found a life-saving straw.

"Let me tell you the most basic things about magic first." Lingyu sat on the lawn like a student and listened to Phil's explanation. "All magic in this world is based on magic power. No matter what kind of magic it is, magic power is the medium. For example, the Holy Spirit Technique you just used. The power and success of casting a spell mainly depends on the upper limit of one's own magic power. I think you should understand this." Lingyu nodded. This should be the same as the blue bar in the game.

Seeing Lingyu nod, I was relieved. It was still very troublesome to explain to someone who had no basic knowledge. "But Lingyu, your body has been strengthened. I don't know the upper limit of your magic power, but it should be difficult to find someone who can match you among humans."

Oh my god, I'm so strong. If I learn a bunch of skills, I can kill the demon king by just throwing them around, Lingyu thought.

"As for learning magic, it all depends on your talent. You can learn as much as you can." Phil stuck out his tongue and smiled mischievously.

Isn't that completely unsaid? Lingyu's hopes were instantly shattered, and she knelt on the ground in despair. She didn't believe in talent at all, and she could already imagine being beaten by the devil.

"It's not entirely like that." Seeing Lingyu like this, Phil decided not to sell the can. "You have to sit down and meditate, and use your heart to feel the magic in your body. As for how much you can feel, it really depends on your talent."

After listening to Phil's words, Lingyu sat quietly on the lawn, her thoughts slowly emptying. She felt the magic power in her body flowing back throughout her body. She felt like a soul wandering in her body. It was pitch black inside and she searched aimlessly.

"what is that?"

After wandering for an unknown period of time, a bright light appeared not far in front of him. Lingyu flew in that direction and found that it was a ball of light that was constantly shining when he got closer.

"What is this? It's so soft." Lingyu kept rubbing the ball of light with her hands. It was very bouncy.

"Huh? What's going on?!" The moment the hand reached out again, the aperture suddenly sank and covered Lingyu's arm, although in the soul state he was not sure whether it was the arm.

The light ball was slowly dragging Lingyu's body inside, and no matter how hard Lingyu pulled, the speed of the light ball did not decrease at all.

"Fuck." Finally, Lingyu's whole body was dragged into the ball of light, and the ball of light returned to its original state and the light dimmed as if no one had been there.

"Hmm..."

Damn it, why can’t I breathe in there? I feel like I’m going to die. Lingyu keeps struggling in there. Wait, do I still need to breathe air in the soul state... The world suddenly became quiet.

"What's that smell? It feels like something's being roasted." Only then did Lingyu realize that it felt like there was a fire all around him.

"Damn, it's so hot, what have I done wrong?" Lingyu rolled around wildly inside, but the fire didn't subside.

"Stop it!"

She dared to open her eyes only after the burning sensation in her body had subsided. The flames slowly dwindled, and Lingyu subconsciously stretched out her hand, and the flames around her gathered into a ball in her palm.

"Fire Explosion!" The flames quickly expanded and formed a fireball when Lingyu swung his hand out, which exploded directly not far away.

"It's really powerful, but even if it's successful, I can go out now." After a while, his consciousness left here and he regained his consciousness. When Lingyu woke up, he was still in the same place, but it was already dusk.

"It's really slow, but it looks like a success." Phil was playing with the flowers on the lawn out of boredom. It seemed that he had been staying here all the time.

"Well, after practicing for such a whole day, it's time to take a break. Let's go, Archmage and Brave Man." Bourne came over from the other side, shouting, with a knight who fainted due to over-training next to him.

"By the way, what magic have you learned?" Phil came over and asked curiously.

"Pyroblast." Lingyu said calmly, not knowing how powerful this spell was.

"Pyroblast?"*2