Reincarnated As The Antihero

Nicolas' Training Begins

Nicolas waited patiently in the cave, his senses on high alert as his ears registered the rustle of the jungle outside.

The night when they had returned from the lake was as cold as ever, perhaps even more than his first night in the ice wasteland, just as Abron had said.

Come to think of it, Nicolas hadn't really heard all that much from Abron and he wondered if the demon king had gone into hibernation.

The air was thick with the scent of earth now that it was slowly returning and also the lingering aroma of the meat the man had left earlier which he had forced himself to eat.

He could hear the distant calls of several possibly harmless creatures awakening, and his heart beat in sync with the rhythm.

His thoughts, however, were a whirlwind of anticipation and anxiety as he prepared himself for the first day of their training.

After killing the venomous beast that almost ended the man's life, he had decided to train Nicolas as a way of showing appreciation for not ending up dead.

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