Chapter 19 -19-Underground Training Area

Chapter 19: Chapter19-Underground Training Area

I came downstairs and saw Allen waiting for me at the entrance of the office.

As I approached, he greeted me with his usual question, "Young master, how was your work?"

I sighed to myself. This guy, seriously...

He acts like a robot.

Even in the past, when the old Michael would come back after just three hours of work, Allen would ask him the same question every single day when he picked him up.

"It was exhausting," I replied, trying to hide my irritation.

"I see," Allen responded.

Seriously?

Is that all he has to say to me?

Can't he continue a conversation?

I guess not, but it's fine.

I'm not that talkative anyway.

Allen took me to the car, opened the door, and I got in without much thought.

After closing the door, he got in on the driver's side and started the car.

He wasn't actually driving; he was just sitting in the seat while the car drove itself.

Like I said before, all vehicles here are automatic.

After the car started moving, I leaned back and thought about what to do next.

I didn't have any specific tasks, so what should I do now?

I couldn't just sit in my room and read books; that was too boring and annoying, especially since I never liked reading as a backbencher.

After thinking a bit more, I decided to spend my time training with my dagger and improving my fighting skills.

But for that, I need a training ground just for myself.

"Allen, is there a training or practice ground where only I can practice, just me and no one else?" I asked.

Allen turned around and examined my face and body language with a blank expression.

I couldn't read his expression; he was still a mystery to me.

I knew why he was looking at me that way.

The old Michael used to skip training sessions when he was young, even in his early twenties.

He didn't enjoy training or practicing, which is why his fighting skills were poor.

You might wonder how he got an Iron rank.

Well, he used to hunt and kill other hunters. Instead of getting monster essences, he collected human essences, which boosted his rank without him realizing it.

After a quick look at me, Allen nodded and said, "Sure, Young Master, we've got some training spots."

"Great, then let's go to one," I replied.

"Okay, as you say," Allen answered politely.

After our conversation, I closed my eyes and drifted into a dreamy state of thoughts.

After what seemed like thirty minutes of traveling, we finally reached our destination, which was actually my home.

I was really shocked when Allen informed me there was a secret training area below our mansion.

Turning away from the Ace-ranked weapons, I made my way towards the section displaying Iron-ranked equipment. However, Allen's voice stopped me once again.

"Sorry to interrupt, master," he began, his tone apologetic. "But your combat abilities don't match those of Iron-ranked hunters. Even though you hold the same rank, you've mostly skipped training, which has left your body's combat condition lacking."

I frowned, realizing the truth in his words. "So, what rank of weapon do you suggest I use then?" I inquired, eager to find a suitable option.

"A bronze rank," Allen replied without hesitation. "I believe that would be more suitable for you at this stage."

With a nod, I acknowledged his suggestion. "Alright then, let's go with bronze-rank weapons."

Adjusting my focus, I moved towards the section displaying bronze-rank equipments.

After searching through the bronze-rank weapon area, I found ten daggers, but none of them sparked any excitement in me.

They seemed like just ordinary weapons.

While examining them, I remembered that I also had a bronze-rank weapon given by the system.

I decided to check it out.

However, there was a problem: Allen was behind me, watching my every move carefully.

To get that weapon out, I needed to distract him so I could take the dagger from my inventory.

But what should I do?

But what could I say to him?

Suddenly, my eyes stopped at the dummies. An idea struck me.

'Oh, yes, I can use that.'

Without turning around, I told Allen, "Allen, go set up those dummies and assign them with their ranks."

"Sure thing, Master," Allen responded, and he went off to do what I asked.

Once he was gone, I swiftly opened my inventory and pulled out the dagger.

It looked ordinary in design, but it appeared much sharper than the ones I had seen before.

I wondered why.

Was it because this dagger was crafted by the system, while the others were made by humans?

I couldn't figure it out, but that explanation made the most sense to me.

I turned around and walked towards the dummies area. As I got closer, I saw Allen standing there in his usual butler's posture. When I approached, I asked, "All set?"

He nodded silently. Looking ahead, I saw about fifty robot dummies, but only one was on. Confused, I looked back at him, ready to ask, but Allen spoke first.

"I know what you're thinking, Young Master, but at your current level, you can't handle two of them."

For some reason, I felt like he was completely sure I couldn't manage two. It annoyed me a bit, but I let it go since he knows more about combat than I do.

"Okay, I understand," I said.

Allen stepped back, making some distance between us. I gripped both of my daggers and prepared myself for the upcoming battle.

The dummies looked like giant robots powered by monster cores.

I knew this from Michael's memories; even though he skipped most training sessions, he went a few times and learned some things.

There was a switch on the robot's forehead that glowed green, showing it was active, while the others had red switches, meaning they were off.

Each robot had a small glass panel with a mechanism to set its rank.

For now, I assumed the active one was set to Iron rank.

Allen's voice called out, "Start!"

The robots were voice-controlled, another detail from Michael's past.