Max strode toward the outer part of the Garfield Manor. It was very big as it was the residence of a Viscount. It has a big and grandiose residence where the Garfield family lived, quarters for knights, guards, and maids, gardens with trees of different kinds, and many more facilities.
The training hall was one such facility. It was where knights and guards trained in the morning. Before the previous owner of the body came to know that his aptitude was too bad, he also used to train here.
Therefore, it has been a few years since he last visited the place. He spent almost all of his time in the library reading books or in his garden taking care of the plants and flowers he planted.
Thus, everyone who saw him going towards the training hall was surprised.
...
"My lord!" A sound could be heard from outside of Viscount Ashton's study.
"Come in." An indifferent voice sounded from inside.
A middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties entered the study. He was wearing black long pants and a white shirt with a black necktie. He bowed in front of Ashton Garfield in a greeting.
"What is it, George?" He was the Butler of Garfield Manor, George.
"My lord! The young master, Maxwell, was seen going into the training hall. I think the young master wants to train himself again." He said it in a slightly excited tone, which was unlike his character because he was usually strict and stern and didn't show any emotion on his face easily.
Ashton, who was still busily looking at some documents, suddenly stopped. "Really?"
He was pleased to hear this. His most beloved son, Max, had lost his confidence in himself when he came to know that his talent wasn't any good and stopped training altogether, which led to his body becoming very weak.
He, as his father, was always worried for his son. If only Max tried to work a little harder, he could help him become at least a two-star mage through his resources, but Max didn't show any interest, so he too was helpless.
So it was good news that he again visited the training hall.
"I just hope that he doesn't lose the will to aspire to become stronger. This world isn't meant for the weak, after all." Ashton sighed.
...
It was quite a big circular building, which had a huge hall, and various types of equipment were placed here and there.
When Max entered the hall, the supervisor who had the duty to take care of the training hall came forward to greet him. He was a two-star mage.
"Good evening, young master. How come you are here at this time? Do you need something?" He curtly greeted and asked.
"Good evening, elder. It's nothing. I just came to do some exercises. You continue doing your thing. Don't mind me." Max also greeted him and waved his hand as if he was some kind of fly. He behaved this way because he could clearly see that the man had no respect for him, so why should he show him?
His mentality had changed considerably after witnessing how he was betrayed by Jacob and dying.
Previously, he was too trusting and soft-hearted. This, in a way, led him to his death. He now decided to treat everyone based on how they would treat him. For example, Lilly. She had shown him the utmost care and love. Therefore, he decided to treat her with love and care.
The old man was dumbfounded by this. Max never disrespected anyone or became angry, even when someone mocked him in his face. Now, seeing a different attitude from him, it was normal to be a little surprised. However, he didn't dare to say anything and excused himself. No matter what, he was still the beloved son of the Viscount.
After going away, the old man muttered under his breath, "What an attitude for a piece of trash!" He scoffed and busied himself. He no longer paid any attention to him.
...
Max stretched his body for a few minutes to get better control of his movements, and then went to lift some weights. He wanted to check his strength because a while back he wasn't even able to lift Lilly more than a few moments when doing 'pleasure exercises'.
There were different weights, ranging from twenty pounds to two thousand pounds. Seeing this, he thought, "Can someone actually lift two thousand pounds?" However, he quickly realized that his question was dumb as this was not the earth. This was a magical world where people could do many superhuman things.
He straightened his back and squatted down to lift fifty pounds.
He lifted it with ease. He then proceeded to increase the weight slowly and found his limit at one hundred and twenty pounds.
*Phew!*
He let out a deep breath. He was happy with the results as he thought it was quite good for an 18-year-old to be able to lift one hundred and twenty pounds. Moreover, he still had many lust points remaining. He can just increase his strength attributes some more after getting familiar with his current increased attributes.
He then tested his other attributes, one by one. He did some speed drills to evaluate his agility. He also did some stamina-consuming exercises to check his stamina.
As for his vitality, he could already feel himself a lot more healthy and energized than before. His skin, which was sickly pale previously, now had its paleness disappeared and he didn't look sick anymore.
After testing himself however he could, he finally concluded that now he was 'Normal'. Yeah, normal! Although he was stronger, faster, and healthier than when he woke up in this world, he was barely comparable to a normal human being.
For now, this is good. I should familiarise myself with my body first. After that, I'll slowly increase my attributes. Now... it's time to put all the remaining lust points into mana.' Max decided and opened his stats screen.
[Name: Maxwell Garfield, Age: 18, Strength: 10, Agility: 10, Stamina: 8/10, Vitality: 10, Intelligence: 15, Mana: 10/10, Element: Fire, Lust Points: 2985]
He then tapped on mana repeatedly and put more than half of the lust points into mana. When he tried to increase his other attributes by one or two points, he was startled as this required him to spend one hundred lust points just to increase one attribute point. Therefore, he decided to put all the remaining LPs into mana as it still needed only ten LP for one mana point.
In a few seconds, he was done. He could feel a mist-like substance swirling around him and entering his body out of nowhere. It was a nice and cool feeling.
[Name: Maxwell Garfield
Age: 18
Strength: 10
Agility: 10
Stamina: 8/10
Vitality: 10,
Intelligence: 15
Mana: 308/308
Element: Fire
Lust Points: 5 ]
"Nice!" Max exclaimed after seeing his mana points increase by a lot. "With this much mana, I should be considered a novice mage, right?" He pondered.