Another three months had already passed since I last stated my request to Matias...
And I was dying.
Not literally, no, but the intense, searing pain in my muscles as Matias made me do his "Rookie Adventurer Training Sessions", or RATS for short, was enough to make me wish I was dead.
Oh and by the gods I hated the name. I thought that he'd be more considerate after what I had experienced with those vermins, but Matias was not one for sentiments.
At least, not since I told him that I wanted to become an adventurer.
A hundred pushups, a hundred situps, a hundred squats and me accompanying him as his loot carrier every day was gruesome enough, but Matias was cruel enough to add twenty-five more to the pushups, situps and squats after every two days had passed.
Not only that, but in ord
