Rumie was clenching chains. Attached to Parthenax's neck with a slave collar. Parthenax was sitting on the ground, waiting for what would happen next.
"Is this fine? Like seriously? I will pull Parthenax?" Rumie was dumbfounded. Just looking at Parthenax that was a foodie, one might assume he got heavy. Though it was an obvious one for him. Not that he was fat but he was also a figure that was towering. He would not see another day if he would just get serious in battle if the chance to fight with him would come. Not that he will have the chance to win though.
"Did you imagine that the Dragon King was this fat!?" Rumie complained.
"Of course! By now you should exercise on a higher level. My weight in the sled was not heavy enough," he then scratched his chin.
"What? I should just surrender now, you're already heavy! You old man, how many boars are inside your tummy now? I can lift a boar but you are even heavier," Rumie protested, though his protest was cut short after he saw the whip and a spanking stick being dual-wielded by the old man.
"Oh no, I will pull, I will pull it, don't worry. I am obeying now. See this? I am pulling, no-no spanking," Rumie said begrudgingly as he pulled the chains.
He pulled then Parthenax was unmoving. His eyes rolled upwards then sighed. Also made a bored look at him and looked sleepy. A dazed look and sleepy eyes then blinked several times.
"Hmmm, it's weird, you can't pull him?" he asked.
"Of course old man! Are you retarded?" Rumie then protested. Another whip was whipped in the air and it sounded a cracking noise.
"I will not talk back. See? I am pulling," he immediately pulled again.
Parthenax then felt bored and gripped the chains. Rumie was pulling but he was pulled instead. He then gripped the chains and then lifted him. He then twirled the chains and spun him above like spinning tops.
"Ahhhhh!!!" Rumie screamed like he was in a spinning horizontal peris wheel then Parthenax flew up above the skies then went back downwards in a zoom and landed on the ground.
Boom!
Rumie then was put on the ground and he walked in a wobbly feet. Parthenax then removed the collar.
Rumie was terrified and felt gloomy for a bit and then puked, "Uwakkk!"
He wiped his mouth with the back of his hands then he stared at the air blankly. His eyes were lifeless and was mumbling again.
"I guess it's too early," Thyriel said then put his hands on the waist.
"Of course you dumb old man!" Rumie was left dumbstruck. 'Was he even serious or just playing with me?'
"Let's do something easier at your level," Thyriel then smiled at the idea.
"Yes!" Rumie blurted out.
"Practice with bulls," Thyriel then grinned at him.
"No!" Rumie retorted.
Rumie then was thrown into the fenced fields with bulls in them. The bulls were looking good and intimidating. With just one look at them and they would chase after you.
Thyriel chained the biggest bull on the neck and also Rumie. Rumie was sad, he was also cuffed in the hands. He immediately remembered the gladiators in the arenas of Earth. They were sent to torturous deaths and it made him gulp his saliva.
"Pull it!" Thyriel screamed from afar with his voice that was low and nearly unheard by Rumie. All the bulls were bleating.
Rumie pulled but it was unmoving. The bulls looked worried at Rumie looking back at Lucian. But Thyriel made his thumbs up and winked at them. The bulls then immediately grinned.
Moooo!
Rumie was pulling with all he got and he was already perspiring. The bull was chewing grass all this time. It was then, with the go signal of Thyriel, he was dragged by the bulls and he was forced to cope with their speed. Rumie screamed while running against its speed. It was then, he stepped on a stone and tripped.
He was pulling the chains but he was dragged by the bull instead. It was not an exercise that he intended to sign up for.
Pak pak pak!
He slammed into the dirt several times. Also, his face slammed into some of their poop. Now he tasted the salty and grimy poop of bulls at last!
"Ahhh! Father help!" Thyriel face-palmed. His 10% was not able to cope with the speed of the bulls. Not that he would suffer this much if he could only have 100%. But! As he tried commanding it, it did not respond. The Old man locked it to 10% without him knowing. Rumie could only think that the old man was chuckling while looking at what transpired.
"Stop! Stop!" Rumie was annoyed about its stubbornness. He gritted his teeth and then rotated while regaining his balance.
"Hey! I said stop!" Rumiethen dashed and the ground was hurled.
Aiming at the back of the bull, he kicked the butt. With him striking it, he was reciprocated with a back kick from him.
He was caught surprised but Rumie tilted his body. Evading it in hair's breadth. His face was nearly hit. Luckily enough, he was fast enough, or else, if it landed, all his teeth would be sent flying. It would be bye-bye teeth.
It was then, the bull had its eyes bloodshot. Hot steam of air went out of its nostrils after it snorted.
He then was chased instead after he kicked the butt.
Old man Thyriel did not stop them but let the limiters lock at 10%.
"You deserved it! I will come back to you after tea."
he walked away and then saw Rumie grappling the bull with a Jiu-Jitsu. The bull was first tackled and its feet were its weakness. He tied it with his chains and then looked at him while he was panting.
"Old man, You will pay for this!" Rumie screamed with anger in his eyes.
"You passed! You are now ready to train in martial arts training dummies!" Thyriel screamed while being far away.
Moooo!!!
"What?" Rumie replied as he did not hear it. Thyriel then approached him and wiped his face. "Gosh look at you,"