Reborn In Another World As A Spirit Familiar-Chapter 59: A Cold Memory

About five days had passed since Vincent placed me into my memories. I wasn't sure whether or not my body was fine outside the illusion, but I knew damn well my mental health was deteriorating.

"Gentleman's rule number 57?" [Vincent]

"A gentleman will not betray their comrades." [Solace]

"Gentleman's rule number 88?" [Vincent]

"A gentleman must ask for forgiveness if they've done wrong." [Solace]

Testing by randomly calling out numbers, I was close to finishing my gentleman's education.

"Gentleman's rule number 69." [Vincent]

"A gentleman shall not overestimate or underestimate themselves." [Solace]

"Gentleman's rule number 22." [Vincent]

"A gentleman may judge a person by their looks as it does not affect their personal feelings or view." [Solace]

"Good." [Vincent]

Nodding with approval, Vincent smiled.

"It appears you've finished memorizing all of the Gentlemanly rules. We can now move on to combat training." [Vincent]

"Really?!" [Solace]

My exhausted mind lit up with excitement. I really wanted to see what he had in store for me.

"|Shift|." [Vincent]

Waving his hand, the room changed. The ground slowly turned uneven, and the air seemed to lower in temperature at an alarming rate.

"This...!" [Solace]

Shocked by what I was seeing, the environment changed into a snowy area before I even knew it.

"This isn't in my memory...! Where are we?" [Solace]

"How observant of you. We are in fact NOT in your memory. We're in mine." [Vincent]

"This is... surprising." [Solace]

I scanned the area, still stunned by the scenery. It appeared that we were in a mountainous area, with snow covering all around.

"You have acquired |Cold Resistance|" [Spirit Guide]

"Where are we?" [Solace]

"We're in the-" [Vincent]

Just as he was about to speak, a loud roar interrupted him.

"Wha-?! My ears!" [Solace]

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The voice echoed across the peaks, somehow shaking the ground and giving me shivers that didn't seem to be from the cold.

"...As I was saying. We're in the Jotun's tundra." [Vincent]

"Jotun? Like, as in giants?" [Solace]

"You're quite knowledgeable. The name Jotun refers to the size of the creatures living in this tundra. You may hear or see a few of them fighting, but that's normal." [Vincent]

So he said as I witnessed a mountain shift in the background.

"Quick question. Are we standing on one of them at the moment?" [Solace]

"Let me see." [Vincent]

Raising a foot, he slammed his foot against the ground with tremendous force.

"Woah!" [Solace]

The shock seemed to pass through the mountain, which caused the mountain to move accompanied with a pained cry.

"Huh. Seems we are." [Vincent]

("...I want out.") [Solace]

"Wait. How are you able to interact with it if we're in your memories?" [Solace]

"Simple. My illusion magic is so advanced that it can even mimic sentient beings. What I did just now was just interact with it as if I was one of the memories." [Vincent]

"...That still slightly confuses me." [Solace]

"Don't worry about it." [Vincent]

Ignoring the mountainous beast we were on, he picked up some snow and formed it into a ball.

"Why are you making a snowball?" [Solace]

"Preparing your first training. In other words, dodge." [Vincent]

The moment I heard that, I found my face feeling the cold of snow.

"Ack!" [Solace]

"|Cold Resistance| has gained a level." [Spirit Guide]

Vincent's snowball struck me so fast that I was almost knocked off my feet. I staggered backwards a bit, but I managed to regain my footing.

("When did he throw it?!") [Solace]

I was just about to complain, however my thoughts changed as soon as I saw another snowball in my master's hand.

("Uh-oh.") [Solace]

I dashed to the side, barely dodging the snowball and falling into a pile of snow.

"|Cold Resistance| has gained a level." [Spirit Guide]

I quickly stood up and shook off the snow, only to jump back in to desperately dodge another snowball.

"|Cold Resistance| has gained a level." [Spirit Guide]

"Can you not?!" [Solace]

"Hm?" [Vincent]

Pausing his next snowball, he gave me a questioning look.

"Why are we doing this?" [Solace]

"I thought I told you. It's training." [Vincent]

"All I'm doing is dodge your snowballs though?" [Solace]

"Dodging is an important asset in combat, no?" [Vincent]

Puzzled by his reply, I was at a loss for words.

"Are you really doing this for my training, or just for your own entertainment?" [Solace]

"...Yes." [Vincent]

I stared at him with an unamused expression after his reply.

"Can we do something else?" [Solace]

"...You're not ready." [Vincent]

"Bruh. I am not willing to keep dodging snowballs for training." [Solace]

"..." [Vincent]

My master sighed.

"Fine. Have it your way." [Vincent]

Snapping his fingers, the time of day seemed to speed up.

"...What did you just do?" [Solace]

"I sped up time in my memory. Soon, your training partner will arrive." [Vincent]

"My training partner?" [Solace]

The moment I uttered those words, I was stricken with fear. I felt a bloodcurdling presence approaching from down the mountain, and my instincts told me to run.

"Wh-who...?" [Solace]

My mouth and body failed to move. I wanted to run and scream, but there was simply no possible way.

A man covered in rusty armor came up the mountain, face covered with a dark fog. Torn scraps of cloth clung to him, and he dragged a large sword by his side.

"My dear disciple, meet my friend from the past. Also known as the sword king Cor Sanguis." [Vincent]