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How long will this loss of integrity last?

A few days later, when I was being beaten listlessly by Beansa, I thought to myself silently.

Every evening when I go home, my body is controlled by the little ghost. Even if she doesn't do anything bad along the way, there will always be various events, large and small, that will break out the few moral integrity left in her body.

It is very possible that in the past few days, my favorable rating in the minds of Artoria, Kaluge, Tamoa, and Amrudina has dropped from five stars to three and a half stars. Half of the star is also flashing and will disappear soon.

In contrast, the training effect was not significant. Although he was beaten to death by Beansa every day, he cried for his father and mother, and he no longer had any thoughts about knocking down the little saint at night.

Is it really okay to continue like this?

That evening, when I went back with everyone as usual, I carried a bruised and swollen head that was not much smaller than a bear's head, and made a serious expression as a meditator, as if I was worried about the country and the people, and the world at heart.

"Fan?"

"Artoria is also very tired after a day of training, but as the king of a clan, she is probably used to not showing these expressions of fatigue and worry, so that others can see her and make her uneasy.

So looking at it this way, her expression and momentum are just much more serious and calm than before, more solemn and inviolable. It is absolutely unimaginable that this queen of the elves, except that she was beaten by Beansa, her whole body twitched and her muscles were torn. Apart from the pain, her physical fatigue and fatigue were not much better than mine. If she relaxed mentally, she would probably collapse immediately.

But every time at this time, Artoria, who was in such a bad state, would still pay attention to me. She would carefully observe my physical condition. Although this concern touched me deeply, it also cost me a lot. Suffering can be said to be both painful and joyful.

"Fan?!!" Artoria's second voice finally woke me up.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" I quickly turned around and asked.

"No, there's no problem. I just want to say that Fan seems to be in pretty good condition today." Arturia looked at me carefully and smiled lightly.

"Really?" I took a look at myself and found nothing that showed that I was in good condition.

On the contrary, because I felt that I still had some energy left today, I did not let the little ghost control my body. Therefore, my steps were much heavier than those of the previous few days, just like a seriously injured person staggering forward while holding on to his wounds.

"Well, I can't tell what it feels like. In short, I feel that Fan's back is much more normal than before." My king thought for a while, and the golden hair was listless. After turning around weakly, he sorted it out. Express her thoughts in terms that people can understand as much as possible.

"Back view?" I was stunned, and suddenly cold sweat broke out from behind.

Could it be that Artoria saw something?

I'm not praising the little ghost. She knows me well. It really makes me ashamed. I think back on the previous God's birthday, in order to deal with the Fallen Alliance, Tia had impersonated me and wore a black cloak. Patrolling the camp? I was still very surprised at that time, why Tia could imitate my steps and some subconscious actions of walking so closely. People who are not very familiar with me would not be able to tell the truth from the fake.

If Tia's imitation is nine points, then Little Ghost's imitation is ten points out of ten. If there are additional points, I will give them all to her. To describe it in one sentence, if it is like Tia did at that time, let the little ghost get ten points out of ten.

The ghost pretended to be me. Even if I saw it, I would think that the suspicious guy in the black cloak was definitely me.

So, now, if I let the little ghost control the walking movements of my body, there will never be any flaws. There is no difference from my usual appearance. On the contrary, if I control the body of the little ghost, I will make her

Although I am confident in my usual behavior, and I know every detail of her movements, every frown and smile, but whether I can always keep it in mind and imitate it naturally is another matter.

It has to be said that there is still a big gap in the degree of carefulness between men and women.

The topic has been changed. Now, Artoria still sees the inconsistency in the little ghost's imitation that surpasses the level of the movie actor. I can only say that this is probably because of the connection between souls.

You see, Kaluge and Amrudina have blank expressions on their faces, not feeling the same as Artoria.

Tamoya showed a slight movement of thinking, but she was mostly confused. This shows that although she is my summoned pet, her connection with my soul is not much weaker than that of the girls whose souls are connected, but after all, they have only known each other for a short time.

, and we are not in a husband-and-wife relationship, so it is impossible for him to observe me as carefully as my king does.

"Really...really? I don't feel anything at all." Faced with Artoria's gaze, I broke into a cold sweat, laughed and avoided looking at her, speaking vaguely.

"Maybe it's my misunderstanding. Anyway, as long as everything is okay."

Faced with someone's sloppiness, Artoria didn't go into detail. After taking a deep look at the person again, she fell silent and focused on walking silently. After all, she was so tired that even talking was difficult.

After a few days, I no longer had to rely on the little ghost to control my body, and I could walk back on my own every day, although my steps were a little shaky.

Is this considered the result of training? Under Beansa's infinite iron fist, the recovery ability and anti-strike ability of the intermediate level of World Power have been slowly activated. The small universe is burning and is about to break through from the sixth sense to the seventh sense.

feel!

No, wait, now is not the time to get carried away. This level of effect cannot definitely be caused by the ability of the intermediate realm being stimulated. It may also be that the body has become accustomed to this kind of attack power and has become numb. Simply put,

In other words, the attribute of shaking m has risen to a new level.

That last sentence was a joke, really, believe me.

In view of shaking my head... ahem, no. I mean, no matter whether it is that something has been improved or my ability has been stimulated, in short, I am beginning to feel a little dissatisfied with the current amount of training.

It was probably the tenth day of training with Beansha. This morning, I got up early as usual, woke up my little junior sister who was still sleepy, and had breakfast together.

Breakfast was prepared by Karen for me, a nutritious food similar to salad, mixed with flower petals and cut fruits. It looked a bit like the breakfast of forest goblins, such slender and beautiful food, it gave me a big

Is it really okay for men to eat?

However, the taste is a bit strange, sour and astringent, and not as delicious as the beautiful appearance. Probably because it is difficult to enter the throat. It is only a small plate, but after eating it, I can't swallow any other food.

Already.

Perhaps because of this situation, Carole prepared another breakfast for me. It was rich, generous, and delicious. This one was for Biansha. She is such an attentive and considerate maid. I beg you to have it.

!

It's just... I've been eating this kind of breakfast for a week in a row, and when I see Biansha devouring it, my fingers and mouth are shiny with oil, the fork in my hand is suspended in the air, and my mouth is almost drooling. I want to eat that too.

Hey! Master Beansa, please leave some meat for me!

Ahem. In short, let’s start a new day of training.

"Beansa, starting from today, let's do something new." Standing on the training ground, face to face with Beansa, this time, I didn't rush to start, but told Beansa what I wanted (

Dissatisfied with the new plan.

I always feel like there was a full of mysterious malice running through my body just now. Is it an illusion?

"Oh!" Beansa responded, holding up her little hand eating honey. She looked a little happy. Probably because she had been beating me repeatedly over the past few days, which made her feel bored. Now she heard something new.

【Punch Me】Chocolate stickers were added, and I immediately became excited.

"Anyway, let's try a two-hit combo this time."

"Two strikes?"

"Yes, to put it simply, after one blow, don't stop, continue to charge forward, and strike again." I expressed my thoughts in a way that Beansa could understand.

Yes, the two-hit combo is a good idea.

I have probably adapted to Beansa's current attacks now, and I need to increase the amount of training. I thought about it for a while between strengthening the attack power and the double attack, and finally chose the latter. I feel that it is more exciting. To put it bluntly,

I never want to be a one-punch Superman again.

"Biansha understands, two combos." He held his honey-stained fingers and tilted his head to think for a while. Beansha suddenly understood and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Since it's a two-hit combo, then the attack power of each punch must be reduced by a few points compared to before... Let's see, how much reduction is good? Forget it, Beansa, you have to figure it out, anyway, don't kill me

Just knock him out."

In the two-hit combo mode, it is definitely not possible to use the previous attack power. My body will definitely not be able to withstand two such attacks in a row, so I have to reduce the strength, but I am not sure how much, so I will simply leave it to Beansa's estimate.

That’s it.

This stupid little junior sister, I am not bragging, she is really powerful in terms of fighting talent. It is much safer to let her weigh her own strength than me to set a certain amount myself.

"Beansa understands." Sure enough, this time Beansa nodded without thinking. It seemed that he already knew how to control his strength.

"Okay, a new day of training begins!" announced, I transformed into a cosplay bear, and Beansa also turned on the mode of eating honey and beating people, holding the honey jar in one hand, and slowly raising the other hand, seemingly

She looked careless, but I no longer dared to underestimate her small move.

Sure enough, just when her little hand was raised to the same level as her shoulder, suddenly, her figure flashed, and Beansa had appeared underneath her.

The first punch!

The fist with light blue flames fell, and the power of the world shook violently, tearing and shattering like paper, and then fell on the bear's belly.

I was hunched over like a prawn, with my feet off the ground. I opened my mouth wide, and an unknown liquid that looked like stomach acid gushes out and splashes from my mouth. My whole body was violently knocked out by this seemingly petite and weak fist.

Intense pain hit my limbs and bones, but I still had the guts to smack my tongue a few times, secretly thinking that this punch was not strong enough.

But the next moment, Beansa's figure appeared again beside me, who was still flying backwards, and punched me again in the side.

The second punch!

I said... little junior sister, that's a part worth as much as a fifth generation.

With tears all over my face, my body folded 90 degrees in mid-air and continued to fly out. This punch made me a little blurry, as if it was the first time again, when I was knocked unconscious by Beansa's punch.

The feeling of the past.

“Boom boom boom————!!!”

A right-angled chasm opened up on the ground of the training ground. At the end of the chasm, in the big pit, a figure stood up unsteadily from the dust, gave Beansa a thumbs up, and then fell down.

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That evening, I let the little ghost control my body again for the first time in a long time. My brain was dizzy, and I was "transported" back by the little ghost in a semi-conscious state.

I hope this stupid ghost didn't do strange things when I was unconscious.

The days were so painful and painful, passing by in constant blur of consciousness, and before I knew it, another ten days had passed.

On this day, I did not go to Biansha. Nor did I go to the training ground.

Because Artoria was leaving. After more than half a month of retreat training, she felt that she was fully prepared to challenge King Arthur's next test alone.
To be continued...