The blood energy of the Nine Sword profession is somewhat like the concentration of essence, energy, and spirit.

After significant consumption, there can be cases of physical exhaustion or even demise.

Louis is aware of this.

This is also an implicit advantage of the charm demon physique.

A charm demon physique that fully supports combat endurance will continuously restore his physical stamina, so long as he doesn't treat advanced martial skills as basic attacks, it's not easy for him to deplete his blood energy.

But Mages and the Nine Sword profession are different.

The source of a Mage's power doesn't come from physical stamina.

So even if the Magic Power is exhausted, there's no risk of physical exhaustion.

The little swan flopping over is purely due to the influence of the constraint vest.

Prior to this, she barely maintained basic mobility by sustaining enhanced magic.

Now, one concentrated fireball emptied her mana bar.

She was just arrogantly yelling at the wild boar, "Call me Her Highness Olivia," and the next second she collapsed, needing Louis' support, crying loudly.

This maneuver really has the flavor of a certain Red Demon Race loli.

That night, Louis dug out a hole in a big tree, using it as their temporary abode.

"Tonight, don't expect a peaceful sleep."

Louis looked at the little swan:

"This constraint vest is limiting our abilities, if we don't find a way to break through the limitations, forget training hunting skills in this forest—survival itself will be difficult."

The little swan lay softly in the tree hole and said:

"Accelerate the magic power circulation."

Louis nodded: "I think the same, accelerate the circulation of blood energy and spiritual ability, or we really won't hold up."

After donning the constraint vest, he clearly felt the blood energy circulation within him nearly stagnating.

The circulation of blood energy is spontaneous bodily operation.

But for close combat professions like the Nine Sword, once the Extraordinary origin is depleted, one can actively speed up one's energy recovery.

Blood energy is the same.

However, such manipulation will inevitably consume essence, energy, and spirit.

Louis glanced at the little swan and cautiously retreated to another corner of the tree hole.

The little swan curiously asked:

"What are you doing?"

Louis said: "Staying away from you, so you don't worry about me doing something bad."

The little swan was stunned, then laughed till she was out of breath:

"No way, given our current state, what can you do?"

"If we don't solve the constraint vest issue, we'll just flop over as soon as we get up."

Louis silently looked at the little swan.

The little swan, who was laughing heartily, suddenly became serious:

"You aren't coming over, right?"

Louis stood up and walked over.

The little swan's face showed a terrified expression:

"You just want to scare me, right?"

Louis tugged at his tattered clothes and said:

"Olivia, I have charm demon blood."

"Charm demon blood flops over too!"

"Flopping over is fine, I'll just use my tail to bite you if I exhaust my stamina."

Louis showed a cruel smile:

"Back in my hometown, students often learned problems about 'water filling and draining a swimming pool.'"

"Do you think my stamina loss rate is faster, or is the rate at which I siphon stamina back from you faster?"

The little swan panicked.

How did she forget that charm demon bloodline had such a disgusting ability?

"You you you... don't come over!"

"Heh heh heh, little swan, you can't escape..."

...and then he delivered a karate chop to the little swan's head.

"Ouch..."

Louis snorted: "Good, knowing pain is right, hurry up and accelerate your magic power absorption."

"Okay."

The terrified little swan didn't dare speak further.

Last night, the little swan didn't sleep at all.

Afrad that Louis would sneak up on her, she chose to spend the whole night exploring ways to hasten the flow of her body's spiritual power.

If the flow speed of the Extraordinary origin isn't fast enough, the efficacy of the constraint vest will keep increasing, eventually trapping all the energy inside.

Coupled with the continuous consumption from gravity spells, it would truly render a professional not much stronger than an ordinary person.

The little swan is smart.

The Royal heritage spiritual power concentration method itself is very high-quality.

All she needs to do is precisely control the flow of magic power throughout her body, putting herself into a heightened state.

It's rumored that maintaining this state is difficult.

If not sitting still in the tree hole, she felt that once she moved, that seamless accelerated state would be severed.

The effect of the constraint vest was too great.

In the darkness, she secretly lifted her head to look at Louis.

He was sitting opposite her, breathing evenly, appearing as if he were asleep.

The faint light from the magic energy lamp hanging inside the tree hole cast a non-human kind of beauty onto his face.

"This rascal sure looks good,"

The little swan couldn't help but think this.

But in the next moment, she wasn't happy.

"This rascal always bullies me! Damn it, even though I knew you were in danger at the time, I went out of my way to save you!"

The little swan was referring to the incident at Dragonbone Prairie.

When she learned Louis might be in danger, she recklessly ran away from home, prompting a group of Royal Guards to pursue her to Dragonbone Prairie.

Who would have thought this rascal would scare her in secret tonight?

Thinking of this made the little swan even more upset.

At this moment, Louis, who was supposed to have closed his eyes, suddenly spoke:

"Accelerate the magic power circulation peacefully, if we don't boost our magical circulation tonight, we'll be starving tomorrow."

"Ah!"

The little swan exclaimed in surprise:

"You're still awake!"

"Sleep my ass, I can't sleep tonight anyway, since there's no sleeping anyway, might as well have you accompany me in training."

The little swan's eyes widened:

"You deliberately scared me?"

"If I don't scare you, you'd start slacking off again."

Louis grumbled to himself:

"After all, you're the embodiment of the sin of Sloth! If you don't fight against sloth, you're more likely to succumb... so just obediently train with me, little swan."

— Of course, more importantly, if she doesn't train, he might not be able to carry her tomorrow.

But whether it was his illusion or not, last night the little swan was surprisingly quiet and obedient.

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