Archipelago: the lost king
chapter 4-armour

"physical training?!" noran said in surprise.

"yes, physical training.before you start practicing martial arts, you must make sure your body is strong first.This week, we will run your body by moving the wood" Rudra said.

Rudra pointed towards the impact of the wooden beam beams beside the hut, there were dozens of stacked wooden beams.

"master will move him there" Rudra said.

Rudra pointed towards a warehouse, a considerable distance away, and with this, Noran's training began.

every morning, Noran had to move a block of wood into the warehouse, Noran's body felt like a crumble.

"ahhh!! my body hurts so much!" noran drngan lirih.

"let's master, don't complain. there are still 6 days left before the training is over" said Rudra.

"can we cancel his training?" ask Noran.

"can't master, we must carry out master's training" Rudra said.

strenuous training continued, meanwhile, elsewhere...

kalaya royal castle...

a middle-aged man sat on a throne, next to the queen, looking at his kneeling subordinates.

"anyhow? did you manage to track him down?" tanyakanya.

"not yet sir, we lost track of them again" said the subordinate.

"how could? aren't you guys chasing after them nonstop?" ask the man.

"sorry sir, they fled to the dead forest, we lost them. Right now, we are constantly searching for their whereabouts" said the subordinate.

it had been 6 months that they had been chasing the fleeing royal army along with Rudra, Rudra and his army had fled into the dead forest.

the army of the king of Ramessesh pursued the royal army to what it is today.

in Ramessesh's mind, he felt anxious and worried.only Rudra, who knew the whereabouts of Hermes' son, was worried that one day the boy would appear.

"look again, don't let any of it live" said Ramsesh.

"well sir." replied the subordinate.

he lowered his head and came out of the throne room, next to him, the queen was able to see the anxiety on the look on the husband's face.

"take it easy, you will find it soon" said the queen.

"yes, but I feel anxious, if the boy shows up, he'll be dangerous" Ramsesh said.

from behind the throne chair, a black figure appeared, revealing itself.

a black-robed figure with a white mask smiled blankly, appearing behind Ramsesh.

"hish hish... What are you afraid of?" he said in a soft voice.

although his voice was slow, a cold and cruel impression was reflected from his words.

"that boy, it's dangerous, we have to kill him immediately" Ramsesh said.

a black figure moved to one of the pillars, looking at ramsesh with a sharp gaze.

"it is not easy to kill him. he is in the middle world, many of our enemies there. moreover, we also do not know how many hunters are wandering" he said.

"i know that, however, we should be able to eliminate it" Ramsesh said.

"hish hish hish.. calm down, if he is in this world, I will eliminate him" he said.

the mysterious figure again disappeared behind the shadow of the pillar, disappearing mysteriously.

"dark soul, cunning clump, I must be careful with them." murmured Ramsesh softly.

meanwhile, somewhere else...

Noran had gone through his training days, a week had passed, although it felt so agonizing, the development on his body he could feel.

now that he was able to lift several blocks of wood together easily, his body looked the same as before, this seemed a little strange to him.

"how could this little body possibly lift such a heavy weight?" thought Noran.

although it was only a low level earth move, this move was quite useful for Noran.

"alright, I'll teach you the style of iron fist, take good care" Rudra said.

Rudra practiced movement after movement before Noran. enthusiastically, Noran watched each movement of Rudra enthusiastically.

within moments, Rudra finally finished practicing the iron fist style.

"the turn of the master tried it." said Rudra.

Noran nodded, himself practicing an iron fist, the movements he made were the same as Rudra's example, although his movements were still stiff and tense.

seeing this scene, Rudra's face became shocked.he remembered very well when he first practiced iron fist.

inside the iron fist, there were 7 different layers.when he first learned, it took him at least a week to reach the first layer.

meanwhile, Noran's father, king Hermes took 3 days to get to the first level.

just a glance at it, he was able to memorize every movement well.

"the memory is sharp, the vision is also admirable.the focus is high, I'm sure, with him, the kingdom will develop well." thought Rudra.

buumm...

the wooden block bended in half, although it had not broken completely, this was quite a good result for the first exercise.

"huft.. huft.. huft.." Noran's breathing became irregular.

all the energy within his body was drained to practice the iron fist.

"rest for a while, we'll mulsi rehearse later" Rudra said.

Noran nodded, sitting on one of the wooden blocks and looking at the soldiers before him.

even though their bodies were covered in sweat, they continued to train vigorously.a thought appeared in Noran's head.

"if they can continue to train without complaining, why can't I? in order to become stronger, I must be excited." Noran murmured.

Noran bounced back, although his energy had not been completely restored, he returned to training.

Rudra just looked at her from the side. observing Noran who was training diligently.

morning brlalu became noon, Noran was still practicing, the sweat on his body was already seen flushing like rainwater.

"extraordinary spirit." murmured Rudra.

rudra continued to look at Noran, slowly, one by one the soldiers who were training were uprooted and exhausted.until the day finally became afternoon, only Noran was still training.

"i. still can... can practice.." murmured Noran.

his body felt extremely limp, yet he still wanted to continue practicing, gritting his teeth, Noran returned to training.

"sir, let's take a break" Rudra said.

Rudra was worried to see Noran forcing himself.he tried to persuade him to rest for a while.

"later on, I'm not tired" Noran said.

"but sir, your body looks so exhausted" Rudra said.

"it's okay, let me practice until I can no longer" Noran said.

Noran returned to practicing iron boxing vigorously.he only stopped when the matahri had drowned.

after dinner together, he went back to training all night, sleeping only about 5 hours and practicing again all day.

the incredible spirit, high tenacity, and strong will, made the soldiers and Rudra motivated to train even harder.

"look, master trains so hard, I also want to train harder."

"me too."

"let's fight with you all our might."

"come!"