The recently summoned heroes went out of the Holy Church, stepped out outside, and sat on the ground while letting the heavy rain crashing down towards their heads and back.
It was a great training regime that I had taken inspiration from the cultivation novels that I had read back on Earth.
Now that I think about it, there wasn't that much of a form of entertainment in this world, and novels were rarely published since most of it was journals and guide books about sages and magics.
It seemed that I needed to at least influence this world by making all sorts of entertainment from Earth such as board games and novels.
I might not die because of the demon lords killing me but instead die of boredom.
Well, even if I tried to write my novel, I wouldn't have any inspiration on what to write.
