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.

‘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.

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“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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• "Jin Yu-ha, I never thought I’d say this to you, but… you’re kind of annoying right now."
• "Junior… Did you not objectively assess yourself even after watching that footage?"
• "Instructor. I haven’t been here long, but even I know who this skill belongs to."
• "Savior… I even made a private edited compilation of your training sessions."