Warlock of War: My Ares System

“Indeed,” Master muttered with a large smile, and before I could even stand up, a spear came running down my back and piercing through my lungs.

…

An entire week has passed since the beginning of my training, and it’s gotten a bit easier… but facing off against this unknown woman is absolute hell.

Imagine dying hundreds of times… that’s how my training with this woman went.

“Fuck this bitch,” I muttered as I squeezed my spear in my hand, laying back against the tree while staring up at the starry night sky above us.

It was hard to believe this was all made by magic… and not the actual world around us.

“What did he call it again? A throne world?” I muttered to myself and then took a swing of water, letting it slowly travel down my throat, cooling it down after everything I’ve been through today.

“Yes, this is a throne world made by his Majesty,” A cold and collected voice rung through the air.

“What do you want? Do you wanna kill me again because we can continue that tomorrow…? I’m trying to relax a bit,” I responded as a woman with long brown hair and pale green eyes walked out from behind the tree.

She was in some casual fantasy-like attire, nothing I had ever seen in real life before.

“No, I came here to give you some advice. Your spearsmanship is good, but it isn’t the best as well… I know you don’t want to hear this, but you lack the talent to be great with it. Hard work can only take you so far,”

“I know. That’s why I chose a class that helps me with magic. I’m trying to shift in a different direction, but since I still have this spear with me, I might as well keep using it,” I muttered before glancing down at my dark red spear.

“I see… Well, I do admire your brains and mental durability. Any normal person, whether they were human or not, would’ve lost their mind by now. “Dying” so many times isn’t something the normal conscious is prepared for,”

“Has the old man not told you?”

“O-Old man? Do you mean his Majesty?” The woman asked, flustered by what seemed to be useless words.

I guess she doesn’t know I’ve lived a first life.

“Who else would I be talking about?” I smirked, and the woman showed a glimpse of emotion as she blushed with embarrassment.

“I-I would never dare to think of him as an old man….”

“That’s cool, but I don’t give a shit. He’s just my Master for now, and he’ll drop me eventually… it seems he teaches other people as well, and since they’re stronger, I’m sure he’ll focus on them. I don’t have much talent anyway,”

“You may not have much talent, but that doesn’t mean his Majesty won’t teach you anything. He’s taken a liking to you, and I’m sure he’ll never let it go,”

“Huh… maybe… Anyway, I’m going to sleep. Try to go easy on me tomorrow,”

“Wait, wait, wait, I haven’t told you my advice,”

“Well, what is it?” I asked before laying down on the prickly grass and sucking my spear back into my storage ring.

“I’ve never used the tongue before, but I’m sure imagining the person or thing doing the action will help. It might even ease some of the mental power it uses,”

“Oh… just like magic? That actually makes sense… okay, I’ll try it out tomorrow,”

…

And the next morning, of our first battle, I imagined the woman kneeling in front of me… but I was too late as she soon disappeared.

I was able to block her with my spear as she continued to do the same backstabbing technique, but once she deflected my blade, I was completely helpless.

My front was exposed, and she used that to stab me with some earth magic which created a spike of earth that stabbed straight through my gut.

She then healed me, and we started again, but this time, I was more prepared than ever.

I imagined her kneeling in front of me, and I then opened my mouth,

“[Kneel],” I ordered, and her body jolted for a second, which was the first time one of my orders actually did something to her.

She was way too strong for me to actually get her to do something, but I guess I can slightly affect her… she’s just way too fucking strong.

Of course, I ended up getting my ass beat again for the rest of the day, but now I felt some progress.

…

Another week has passed, and my stay here was beginning to slowly fade away, but at least I’ve made tons of progress.

First of all, I’ve managed to improve my relationship with the woman who keeps beating my ass, and we have long talks under the starry night about death… and stuff… I don’t know. She’s kind of weird.

Then, I’ve also become more friendly with Master… until we’re not… We usually just argue unless he’s teaching me something new.

“Huff… huff… huff… huff… Thanks,” I said as I received a cup of water from the woman I was sparring with.

I still don’t know her name, or if she even has a name as she’s very, very weird… plus, she might be in love with my Master, I don’t know.

Her gaze is like somebody looking at the one they love, but they’re just right out of their reach.

“Want me to tell him your feelings?” I asked, and the woman blushed profusely before hobbling a few steps back.

“H-How’d you find out?”

“I don’t know… It’s pretty obvious, and the old man is very dense. Plus, he’s always sleeping instead of paying attention, so this could help you out….”

“I’m scared he’ll reject me,” She muttered.

“Well, your loss, I guess. I don’t know much about your life or where you actually live, but I’m sure it shouldn’t be too hard to meet him once in a while. Have him warm up to you but try not to become friends… because then you’ll just get friend-zoned,”

“Oh, o-okay,”