The moment I saw what happened to Blaze, I immediately ran to him.

    Blaze was kneeling on the ground with an immense pain.

    It could be clearly seen that both of his left and right hands had fractures on the radius and ulna.

    Blood was spilling from his skin. It was completely mangled.

    This idiot…! He attempted to pull that sword…!

    His bones weren’t strong enough to sustain the sudden weight by the gravity magic— that''s why it snaps.

    I was worried.

    Incredibly worried.

    But at least… unlike six years ago, there’s help—

    "Man… Didn''t I tell you not to touch that sword…?" August murmured coldly to Blaze.

    And instead of approaching Blaze— August takes his distance, seeming to avoid him.

    Actually, not only August— none of them attempted to help Blaze, including Kuroyuki.

    What''s going on…!?

    "A-Arghhhhh…!!!"

    "Don''t move! Take a deep breath, Blaze!"

    I squatted down when I reached him.

    "Don''t be in such a panic, Luc," August said to me as he patted my shoulder.

    "How could I not be in a panic!!? His bones are crushed and he''s bleeding intensely…!!!"

    "It''s your first time watching this, don''t you?" He told me. "Stay back and look closely."

    When I came to— flames suddenly gushes out from Blaze’s broken arms.

    "Whoa!?" I inadvertently murmured as I retreated backwards.

    The heat was immense…!

    "Huff— Huff—!"

    Then, after a moment— the flames on his hands died off, revealing a wholly restored hand just like its initial state.

    …And all it takes is just about ten seconds.

    "This is— the phoenix''s healing properties…!?" I murmured.

    "…Don''t ask me," August told me. "It''s not like I''m familiar with this sort of thing."

    "You had a point," I replied. “My… this is… incredible.”

    I stepped forward to Blaze and took his hands— checking for any injuries.

    "W-What are you doing, human!?"

    Seeming to be surprised by my action, Blaze quickly flicks off my hand and retreated himself.

    "I''m checking whether your hands are completely healed," I told him.

    "…Huh," I murmured. "Do I need a reason?"

    "What…?" He was dumbfounded.

    "Nevermind, just give me your hand. I know what I''m doing since I''m a practitioner of medicine, hehehe…"

    Telling Blaze that, I took his hands once again and massaged them— checking for internal injuries.

    "W-Wait, why are you calling yourself a practitioner of medicine…" August suddenly interrupted. "You aren''t a doctor, right?"

    "Yup, I''m not a doctor— but I''m somewhat skilled to a certain degree, especially bone injuries."

    My intense gravity training would sometimes crush my bones, rupture my organs, slow down my blood flow and even poison me. But most of the injuries I get are broken bones.

    "S-Stop touching my hands already…!" Blaze flicks off my hands once more.

    What''s this…? He seems embarrassed.

    "It''s none of your business." He uttered.

    ...Suit yourself, then. I had my fill of curiosity.

    When I turn to the Black Sword, I saw August attempting to take it.

    "Cut it out!" I told August.

    I slapped his hands away before they entered the gravity field.

    "B-But, this sword… It''s too alluring…!" August mumbled.

    "It''s mine," I told August.

    "Where? I can''t see your name."

    "Fine, go on.” I said to him. “Go take it then. I wish your hands would still be usable just like Blaze."

    He''s begging me with puppy eyes— ugh, I could tell that he really wanted it.

    "Okay, okay…! Just don''t look at me with those puppy eyes…!" I murmured as I retreated.

    "O-Oi…!" August suddenly murmured. "Wait Luc— stop moving!"

    When I knew it, I found myself stepping onto the Black Sword''s platform.

    "……Huh?"

    August was visibly surprised.

    "Wait, what!?" He yelled. "Y-Y-You entered just like that…!? Why weren''t you crushed to a pancake…!?"

    "Because magic couldn''t work on me." I leisurely replied.

    "…I had never heard any existing being that was immune to magic," August told me.

    "Anyhow, can you hurry up? I want to get back early and prepare lunch." Blaze told me.

    His attitude seems to have changed a little polite.

    "Just… give me a moment," I told him. "I need time for my body to adapt to this pressure…"

    When gravity is 200 times the normal gravity, there are several things that you need to be aware of.

    Pressure, skeleton, muscles, and blood flow.

    When gravity increases, pressure increases. The usual air that you breathe would be mostly compressed to liquid due to the high pressure, leaving only oxygen and nitrogen as gas behind. In other words, the air would become toxic due to the high concentration of oxygen and nitrogen— but since I have been breathing this for quite a few years… my lungs had some tolerance against it, as well as the air density.

    As for the skeleton, they would snap on your tibia and fibula first if they do not have enough strength to withstand your body weight. Ever since the gravity training went past nine times the weight, I remember I started this training by lying down on the floor. Since I did my training since I was nine years old, my bone density is several folds more substantial than an average human.

    But even if you had robust skeletons to withstand the weight, it''d be useless if the muscles could not move them. That’s why those sets of push up and sort are meant for muscle training. Now my muscles were several times denser and stronger so that I could walk and normally run under this absurd gravity. But even so, I had to practice adjusting my strength at normal gravity so that I would not crush things by accident.

    And finally, the most challenging thing of all is to keep myself conscious. My blood flow channelling to my brain is slowed down due to gravity. So the only thing that could make me push myself to finish those training is none other than my willpower.

    However, since this is a gravity field cast by magic— it''s ineffective against me, but not for the surrounding air and the Black Sword.

    The difference in atmospheric pressure and my body is giving me a hard time. I had to breathe in normal air by sticking my head out from the gravity field and holding my breath.

    Preparing myself in a good posture, I placed my hands onto the hilt of the Black Sword.

    Nothing happened so far.

    "(Mpmh…!)"

    What the… this is really heavy.