Did the villainous professor survive today?

As evening fell and the light dimmed, the fiery red clouds resembled a continuous Great Wall, burning from west to east.

The shadow of the setting sun stretched long across St. Auster. From a distance, the entire city could be seen turning red layer by layer along the descending terrain, as if a god were using a brush to paint straight up to the top.

After taking care of some miscellaneous matters at the academy, Krenk took a car and returned to his mansion.

He handed his coat and cane to his personal male servant, then went straight to the dining table.

Sofia, with a chicken leg dangling from her mouth, mumbled:

"Brother, you're here! So punctual."

"Um."

Krenk glanced at Sophia, who was crouching on the chair, her ten toes gripping the edge.

"I don't remember ever keeping an eagle at home."

"Brother, you're so strict..." Sophia complained, then obediently sat up straight and said...

"Sebas said that Mom and Dad should be back tomorrow morning."

"So fast?"

Kroenke internally estimated that his parents must have rushed back immediately upon receiving news of his assassination attempt.

Sofia shrugged:

"Of course, I canceled all my other plans. I told you, you weren't injured, but I still had to come back and check on you as soon as possible."

"Oh, by the way, are you free tonight?"

Kroenke changed the subject.

"What?" Sophia asked.

"I want you to teach me swordsmanship."

Kroenke got straight to the point.

He brought up his own control panel:

[Spirit Lv27 (100/1120)]

【Mana Lv27 (400/1120)】

Strength Lv12 (13/260)

[Constitution Lv15 (5/380)]

In the game, the mage excels at area-of-effect damage and ranged attacks.

Once a mage is drawn into melee combat, their low physical abilities will severely limit them in close-quarters battles.

Unless, he finds a way to make up for his lack of physical skills and become an all-around battle mage.

It's obvious that the original was mediocre, which resulted in the spirit and magic attributes not growing naturally and having to rely on system points to grow.

However, physique and strength are different; these two attributes can be improved through daily training.

Points don't come by chance; they're earned by walking on the edge of death. Krenk doesn't want to waste his points on things that can be obtained through hard work and sweat.

So he set his sights on his younger sister, who was practicing swordsmanship.

Sophia recently passed the qualification exam for a third-tier warrior, and her grades were among the best in her class. She was more than qualified to be her teacher.

"Huh? Brother, why do you want to learn swordsmanship?" Sophia tilted her head.

"Prevention is better than cure," Kroenke said.

Sophia pouted, "But if you want to learn swordsmanship, wouldn't it be better to find Sister Sistine? She's the captain of the Valiant Knights!"

"I believe my sister is no less capable than her."

Krenk reached out and patted Sophia's head.

"Hehe, bro, what are you saying? Anyway, these are all basic things, not difficult at all. Well then, I'll reluctantly teach you."

Sofia's lips curled up slightly, revealing two canine teeth, showing that she was quite pleased with Krenk's approach.

"Brother, since it's sword training, you're not allowed to use magic."

"certainly."

Kroenke said.

"Pinky promise." Sophia held up her little finger. "Otherwise, if you use magic to bully me, where can I complain?"

"Okay, I promise I won't use magic." Krenk and Sophia made a pinky promise.

Sofia stood up and walked towards the door:

"Brother, I'll go prepare first. Come to the entrance after you've finished eating, I'll wait for you there."

"Let's go to the front yard! Let's set up the area first! I'll be there soon!"

Krenk quickly finished his dinner, then got up and headed outside.

Considering that he would be exercising later, Kroenke didn't eat too much. He pushed open the red maple gate and came to the spacious front yard.

"Brother, this is the protective gear we'll be using later. Put it on first." Sophia came to Krenk carrying a set of knee pads strung together with rope.

"Why do we need to use protective gear? Shouldn't we start by practicing the basics?"

Krenk asked doubtfully, but still followed Sophia's instructions and put on the hard leather armor. He moved his joints and found no obstacles.

"It fits quite well."

"Here, take this, bro."

Sophia then handed Krenk a wooden sword.

"First, I need to test your basic skills. Bro, try swinging the sword."

Krenk took the sword and tentatively swung it, the blade cutting through the air with a faint whistling sound.

Sofia nodded in satisfaction and took a few steps back.

then.

She assumed a fighting stance, her gaze resolute:

"Alright, brother, you've learned how to use this sword. Come on! Try defeating me with this wooden sword!"

"Wait a minute, it's starting already?" Krenk was still a little confused.

"Yes! The battle has begun!"

Sofia moved her joints as she approached Krenk.

Krenk's lips moved slightly: "...Are you trying to hit me?"

"What? How could that be?" Sophia denied it outright, but quickened her pace to approach Krenk.

"Then what are you laughing at?" Krenkton sensed something was wrong.

"I wasn't laughing!"

Sofia's smile stretched from ear to ear.

"It's a promise, bro, we pinky swore. This is swordsmanship practice, no magic allowed!"

Five minutes later.

"Tsk tsk, tsk tsk, brother, my dear brother, your physical condition is really terrible. You didn't even make me sweat."

Sofia squatted down in front of Krenk, who was slumped on the ground, mocking him while putting on a pained expression.

"If you keep doing this, after the wedding, it'll probably be Sistine who's on top."

"..."

Kroenke's face darkened. This was his first time experiencing the thrill of spinning a top, except he was the top being spun around.

Although his mental attributes were relatively high and his eyes could follow Sophia's movements, his physical abilities were too weak, so he could only watch helplessly as he was beaten and could not fight back.

Sofia even took off her shoes and tried to stomp on her face while she lost her balance and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, I reacted quickly and dodged it.

"Brother, do you know why you can't keep up with my movements?"

Sophia stood up, took off her protective gear, and spun around in front of Krenk with her arms outstretched.

"Remember when I said you didn't make me sweat?"

"Are you mocking me?" Krenk stood up and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

"No way! That's the trick inside," Sophia grumbled, as if expressing her dissatisfaction.

"Unlike you mages who release your magic power through spells, we warriors must control our power in close combat and prevent it from dissipating with the movement of our bodies."

"Could you make it a little more vivid and descriptive?" Krenk frowned.

"Have you ever seen a cat when it's stressed? When they enter an alert state, their backs usually arch, and all the fur on their bodies stands up like a hedgehog. This is called 'puffed-up fur,' which means they've closed their pores."

Sofia stretched out her arm in front of Krenk, rolled up her sleeve, revealing a fair arm covered in goosebumps, with all the fine hairs standing on end.

"The same applies to people. When the pores are blocked, goosebumps will appear on the skin, and the hairs on the body will stand up. Of course, this is a phenomenon that only beginners experience. Once you have more skill and can master the magic of each muscle, you will no longer have goosebumps all over your body."

"I see. I think I understand now." Krenk said thoughtfully.

"Does this mean sealing off pores to prevent energy from leaking out with heat and sweat?"

"Correct!" Sofia snapped her fingers.

"By sealing the pores to prevent this power from leaking out, and instead allowing it to circulate throughout the body for one's own use, this is the most basic yet most profound technique for a warrior in close combat."

Halfway through her sentence, Sofia patted Krenk on the shoulder again.

"Enough talk, bro. You try closing your pores first, then come and fight me!"