“How do you train your magic power? It isn’t that difficult. It is just a bit difficult at the beginning.” Lebron was smiling constantly.

Ever since Hyeonu mentioned the fourth class advancement, Lebron always looked like this. He seemed to be in a good mood. On the other hand, Hyeonu was tense. He had an ominous feeling about a troubled future.

“Healthy magic power resides in a healthy body. I will let you know your limits today,” Lebron said and threw the bottle away.

The bottle flew slowly. It was just like what the emperor showed previously. The alcohol bottle that flew away landed slowly and so lightly on the ground that not even dust rose up.

‘When have my uneasy feelings ever been wrong?’ Hyeonu thought as he pulled the Mysterious Sky Sword out of his inventory.

Then he carefully drew the sword.

“Do I have to do my best?” Hyeonu asked Lebron.

Lebron shook his head. “Show your strength. Don’t rely on artifacts.”

‘Is he saying to not use buffs?’ Hyeonu nodded in understanding.

He didn’t have to use them if Lebron didn’t want that. In the first place, he had no intention of using them. Why? It was because Lebron wasn’t a life-or-death enemy. He wasn’t even a monster that gave experience...