Chapter 20 - Body Endurance Training (!) (3)

Time passed and Asil's awareness was slowly coming back. At first, he began to feel his arms and legs again. Then he regained his five senses, but his body felt different than before. It was as if his body had become heavier but also more sensitive. With his feelings, he continued to understand what happened to his body for a while, and then slowly opened them as he regained the strength to open his eyes.

The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was that he was still in the room he was in before he passed out. But even though he was still in this room, the situation he was in had changed drastically. As he remembered before, he was wearing his daily clothes, swallowed a red pill as he was standing. But at the moment there were no clothes on his upper body. Besides, the ankles and wrists were fastened by chains extending from two directions, causing the Asil to stop in a way that made him unable to move.

Asil tried to break free from these chains for a while but did not succeed. He even made it clear that he had come to his senses because his attempt had caused the chains to generate sound.

Realizing that Asil had come to his senses, Baran immediately got up from the seat in a corner of the room and came before Asil with quick steps. After coming in front of him, Baran smiled and examined his body, and then spoke with delight: "Good, good. It's a really good thing you come to your senses so early. I've been waiting for an hour for you to wake up, and I don't like waiting. But it doesn't matter now, you're up, so that means we can finally start having fun. If I can't see the look in someone's eyes when I am educating them nicely and politely, I really cannot have my fun. Hahaha."

Even though Asil's awareness and feelings had already come fully back, his mind was still blurry, and he could not think straight. After Baran spoke, he opened his mouth to answer abstractively, but instead of the words he wanted to say, some voices sounded as if a mute was trying to speak. Asil tried to talk a few times, but when the same things kept happening, a strange look appeared on his face.

Seeing this expression, Baran smiled and spoke: "Hahaha, don't try in vain, I don't think you can speak for a few days after the Red Pill you swallowed. That pill is something we give to people who are going to be trained for physical endurance training. However, this pill has benefits such as strengthening feelings and speeding up brain functions by accelerating blood flow, as well as damage such as temporarily losing the ability to speak, causing problems of not thinking properly, and increasing the pain felt because it strengthens feelings. The most important reason why I love to use this pill is precisely that it strengthens the feelings and increases the pain felt. Since this is your first day of training after I've explained some things to you, I'm going to start training as light as possible, and I'm going to make the training heavier by the day and get you ready for your first fight in a week. Hahahahaha..."

After talking for a while, Baran walked a few meters and came in front of a forge hearth with long and thin iron bars on both sides and a small fire inside. These forge hearths were normally used to heat the iron to make them into swords, but the purpose of it being here was completely different.

İt was here to heat the long and thin iron bars, and these bars were not ordinary. The front sections of these short and long iron bars had iron sections with round, square, rectangular and similar shapes and some letters or symbols inside them. These bars were slave stamps used to stamp slaves, and the sections with different shapes and contents found on the front sections of the bars were also used to indicate to whom the stamped slave belonged.

Baran, after arriving in front of the forge hearth with slave stamps around it, turned to Asil and started talking with his hand pointing to the Stamps: "First thing you need to know is that every slave has a stamp and if the owner of the slave changes, so does the stamp. These stamps are never wiped after being stamped on the body and their shapes only change when a new stamp applied on the old stamp. Since you are a slave who is now in Kastor and has not been taken by any noble, your slave stamp will be shaped like a pile of bones. This pile of Bones is actually the symbol of Kastor, our city's most magnificent arena. So, you should consider yourself lucky to have this symbol, hahahahaha."

Baran picked up the bar, which had a round piece of iron in its front section with a bone pile symbol inside and put it in the forge hearth to warm it up. Soon after, he removed the heated iron bar and marched towards Asil. When he came in front of Asil, he had a dismissive smile on his face and began examining his body to find the place where the slave stamp would imprint. After a brief examination, he finally found where he wanted the stamp to be located, removed the hot slave stamp and pressed it relentlessly over the Asil's right chest, which increased the feeling of pain due to the pill he had taken.

"AHHH!"

A miserable outcry echoed across the whole room instantly. Even though Asil lost his ability to speak properly, he could only make noises like a mute or shout. The pain Asil was feeling right now was indescribable. He was trying to endure, with increased sensitivity, a level of pain that would normally make people pass out. Asil was able to endure this pain for a short time, and then his vision blurred, and he lost consciousness.

Asil, when he woke up again and opened his eyes, his chest was still incredibly sore, and that had caused his facial muscles to twitch. When he opened his eyes, he had a symbol of a pile of Black Bones on his right chest, and his face was colder than before. The reason for this cold was that Baran poured iced water on his face so that Asil could sober up.

After sobering up, Baran looked at him and spoke with a dismissive smile: "Your stamp is ready. You're a complete slave now, hahaha. Now that you've settled the stamp issue, let's move on to your training. Your training will be quite simple. First, I will inflict pain on you using various methods, and when your body is unable to withstand it, I will give you a medical pill to restore your body's strength, and I will repeat it over and over again. I'm going to do this cycle for a week, and during that time I'm going to sober you up by doing various things when you pass out. Let us have fun then, hahaha..."

After speaking, Baran went to the section where there were whips of various sizes and shapes, and from there took an ordinary slave whip and returned to Asil. After stopping for a few seconds in front of Asil, he quickly swung the whip he was holding in his right hand and struck it towards Asil's abdomen.

"Mmm... "

Only three voices were heard in the room when the whip hit Asil. These were the sound Asil made due to sudden pain, the sound he created by punching the air due to the speed of the whip, and Baran's dismissive laugh. Baran liked to make people suffer. So when he whipped Asil, he used all his power without holding back.

Even though he was young, Baran's profound power level was in the fifth level of elementary profound power and so the speed he hit Asil was very high. Although the whip was an ordinary one, it delivered great power because of the speed and this posed a vital threat against Asil since he had no profound power. Baran, however, seemed not to care at all about this and proceeded to ruthlessly whip the Asil.

Within minutes, Asil's abdomen was filled with whip marks, and some of those marks had already begun to bleed slightly. Baran did not stop after whipping his abdomen for several minutes and began whipping his chest, shoulder, back, waist, and neck regions, respectively. He was also increasing the speed and power of whipping after each whip. That's why Asil suffered more with each whip than before.

This whipping process took about half an hour, and within that half an hour, all over Asil's upper body was filled with blood-soaked whip marks. And some of his skin was peeled and some of his skin was bruised. Asil had injuries everywhere in his upper body except his face, and these wounds were much more severe than usual, as the feeling of pain increased. Asil's face was wrinkled because of his suffering, and all the muscles in his face were constantly twitching as he clenched his teeth strongly.

During this process, however, Asil had never shouted and had never lost consciousness. He was standing without a fight where he was with his eyes closed and listening to the buzzing sound echoing in his mind. This hum appeared after a few whips he had received, and Asil; although he did not know the source of this sound, he felt that his body had become more relaxed and his stamina had increased slightly since it appeared. If it hadn't been for that, he would have passed out by now because of the pain.

After nearly half an hour of whipping, Baran snorted coldly and then spoke as if he was displeased with something: "Hmph, so you can still stand without making any noise. Things would be easier for both of us if you shouted. You could have had an easier education for a while, and I could have had some real fun. If you're so tough and you seem determined not to scream, then let's see how much longer you can be like this."

After speaking, Baran went to the section where there were several wooden sticks and returned to the Asil's side after taking an arm's length stick. He touched Asil's abdomen with his left hand and then violently striking with the stick, which he gripped tightly with his right hand, while a hideous smile formed on his face.

After the blow to the stomach, Asil clenched his teeth harder. It was more painful to get hit with a stick than to get hit with an ordinary whip, but Asil still didn't shout. The reason for this was the increase in the buzzing sound that echoed strangely in his mind and the increase in his endurance along with that sound.

Asil wondered the source of this sound and why it strengthened his body, while Baran continued to hit him with each stroke being more violent than the previous one....