I Became a Genius Swordsman in the Pretty Girl Game

I almost lost my master if I had been just a little later.

‘She seriously does this every time.’

I stared at the green syringe held in my master’s stiffened hand.

I knew what that was.

The moment it was used, it would push the body’s fatigue, mana, and condition to their peak. But after that—ten days of complete immobility.

How should I put it?

A drug that traded life for time.

I had been indebted to it once before, back when I rescued Alice from being trapped by a demon tree in the Swordmaster’s Forest.

Having experienced its side effects firsthand, I couldn’t help but furrow my brows.@@novelbin@@

‘Seriously, it’s just enough pain to not die. I couldn’t move at all for ten days, and full recovery took nearly two weeks…’

“Disciple, how did you—”
“What do you mean, how? You keep doing stupid things, so I came to stop you.”

Before I even realized it, my voice came out sullen.

“That’s…”

“I know. You were trying to share my burden and responsibility.”

Hearing that, my master averted her gaze, as if she felt guilty.

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• "Instructor. I haven’t been here long, but even I know who this skill belongs to."
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