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"Hmm, that doesn't sound like a tragedy. Honestly, your story reminds me more of a simple, brutal life of violence and drama than anything else." Wain said since he regained consciousness.

"You just don't know all my feelings." The Knight of the Bloody Rose sighed as he stepped aside toward one of the lamps.

[You have revealed your fourth form appearance - Knight of the Bloody Rose.]

[Farewell Petal.

Step away from the concept of blood and thorny vines to devote yourself entirely to petals that will do whatever it takes for you to achieve your goals.]

Wain nodded weakly. With each memory, he gained a new power that was very important for him to be able to deal with future opponents, however most of all, he appreciated learning a little more about the forms.

'Damn... Who the hell are they? And... why is there always that Dark Silhouette? They're all in my mind, but it's like I'm standing in front of a dark wall.' Wain inwardly muttered while shaking his head in a frustrated manner.

"Is something wrong?" Light Racer asked as he leaned toward him.

"No. Nothing's wrong. You're the last one, right?" Wain muttered.

"Yeah, but don't you dare say it with that face! Since that's the only thing, I can be last in, for I'm always first in everything!" The Light Racer said in a proud voice before his eyes shone brightly, and he turned into the light that penetrated Wain's glabella.

...

"Hey! Let's go! Why are you moving like bloody turtles?!" A tall girl with long blond hair shouted in a stern voice, "If you keep going like this, you'll never win the race! Here we go!"

Whooooooooooooosh!

As soon as she said that, several people immediately ran forward. For ordinary people, they were incredibly fast as they easily broke the speed of sound, so they ran dozens of kilometers in less than a minute and came back.

"Agh... Agh... Agh..."

They breathed heavily while sweat dripped off them in a river. In this short period, they had expended almost all their energy and burned several thousand calories, so they urgently needed to rest.

"Don't relax! One more lap! Quick!"

"Yes, ma'am!" They responded with exhausted looks and ran.

'Damn... Right away, the race... though I shouldn't have expected anything different from the Light Racer's memory.' Wain muttered while floating in the air.

The place he found himself in was an ancient ruin in the middle of a forest of huge trees. In the distance was a huge bridge that led to a massive island, there was a city of white stone.

Whooooooooosh.

They were able to run another lap, but some of them were so tired that they fell to the ground as they couldn't move even a finger.

"Good. Your result is pretty good, but it's still not enough to be sure of winning! We'll continue tomorrow." The girl said while holding her arms around her waist.

"By the way, you don't have a full group. Didn't he come again!" The girl shouted with an angry voice.

"Yes... We don't know where he is, but this is the seventh practice in a row that he's missed." One of the runners said.

At this time, a young man was sitting on a tree branch in the distance while eating a red apple. His shoulder-length, golden hair swayed in the wind while he looked at the runners with a sly smile.

"Huh, they train for hours every day, what fools they are. Damn, they try so hard, and yet they still have barely been able to improve their results. It's ridiculous." Light Racer mouthed in an arrogant manner.

Crack.

He took a bite out of an apple, and at that moment, the girl somehow noticed him as she turned in his direction. Her eyes were as sharp as blades that could easily pierce the Light Racer while her aura grew restless.

Whooooooosh.

Her eyes sparkled as she turned into yellow lightning that reached the tree in a second. She climbed a hundred feet up in a few leaps as she appeared before him.

"Oh, Gloria, long time no see." Light Racer said while waving as a smile appeared on his face.

"Motherfucker! How the fuck have you been skipping practice for a whole week!" Gloria yelled with a furious look.

It was so loud that even people in the town that was a few kilometers away could hear her.

"Damn... That was actually loud. Even though I could run away from the sound, your scream would still get me anywhere." Light Racer shook his head before continuing to eat his apple.

"What? Are you telling me you've already broken the speed of sound? Don't be ridiculous! Your results were the worst last time! How can you even be so cocky considering your skills!" Gloria leaned toward him as she reprimanded him like a schoolboy's teacher.

The Light Racer didn't say anything back. He just continued eating his apple while looking at the waterfall that flowed behind the town. He tried to ignore Gloria, but she interpreted the situation differently.

"Look, I already had a student like you once. You shouldn't get upset if you don't do well. On the contrary, you should be trying to do better, but instead, you miss training, and I can't even help you. At this rate, you'll never get faster." Gloria said in a calm voice with a kind smile on her face.

Gloria continued, "The other students and I hope you will train with us. After all, everyone in the Yellow Lightning team will need help in a month."

"Are you talking about the Seven Lightning Trial?" Light Racer asked as he pretended to be interested.

"Exactly! That team that wins can go to the Mountain of Light! Haven't you heard what the Elders were saying?" Gloria smiled as she pointed to a massive mountain in the distance.

On the mountain grew unusual trees with white trunks and golden crowns, and at the very top was an orb that shone as brightly as the sun.