Bracelet

"You suck at fighting, but the good news is you're not a lost cause. With a little push, you can pick it up in no time." Luke said sincerely, his shortcomings could be made up for by his enormous talent.

Adam smiled bitterly. He could already imagine the hellish training his master had in store for him.

But he was right. In order not to attract attention, he always presented himself as a weakling. As a result, he almost never participated in fights or sparring, so he was lacking in that regard.

To be honest, although he hated the training method his master had chosen, he was happy to feel that he was getting stronger. He desperately wanted to become stronger, so he was willing to face this hell every day if that was the result.

"Catch it. Put it on your wounds." Luke tossed him a vial of medicinal ointment. His wounds were minor, but it was best to treat them so they wouldn't interfere with his training. Although he was poor, he was willing to spend a little so as not to delay his pl
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