Chapter 679: Frantic Training

"I don't understand." I said, thrusting the spear again. I must have looked like a doll, barely moving the spear an inch with each "thrust". "And this feels as ridiculous as it looks."

Etienne scoffed, taking his lunch leisurely at the table nearby. "One hundred overhead thrusts, then one hundred medium thrusts, and finish with one hundred low thrusts."

[You will gain zero XP from this activity.]

[This series of activities counts as physical training toward your Weekly Physical Training pool.]

"We only have three weeks." I complained. "One XP per week; there must be something better, something faster."

"I'm not the one who saved Marion du Fischer, and recommended him as your trainer."

I continued thrusting, and retrieving. "I suppose that was me."

He touched a cucumber to the tip of his nose. "We have the rest of today, and three weeks. We'll need to find hounds willing to hunt with you."

Damn it!