When I woke up exactly four hours later, I felt energetic. There was not a shred of tiredness that remained on my body.

  I checked the condition of my body and went to the practice room directly without freshening up or showering; I will do that after I have finished up with the thing I was planning to do. If I shower now, I would have to shower later too.

  I walked into the practice room and sat in the center of it before closing my eyes, and soon, I was in my core.

  I looked around before turning to forge mountain; inside, the huge phantom of mine had turned faint coppery color, and with each session, it would get darker and darker.

  In the Pyramid, I had practiced my art two times, reaching the limit, but now after coming here, my limit had increased further, and I could practice my art again.

  Even though it is very seeing the place I am, and considering the Grimms could attack at any moment.

  I am still willing to take the risk, as I am very sure my next battle against the Grimm Monsters will not be easy, and I have to be as much as prepared as possible, and my art would be very helpful in that.

  After taking a deep breath, I threw a large number of resources in the furnace, and a few seconds later, a comfortable feeling washed over me that without wasting any time, I just laid on the floor and enjoyed the feeling.

  The feeling is amazing; there are very few things that could make one feel such amazing. It is like, I am in a hot spring while at the same time being massaged by masseuse Grandmaster.

  As I laid down, I popped up a grandmaster class aralas grape in my mouth. Usually, it is forbidden to eat anything during the practice of the art, but there are some exceptions, and Aralas grapes are one of them.

  The gem-like black aralas grape crushed into my mouth, and a simple sweet and slightly sour taste couldn't help but fill my mouth.

  For a second, one would feel like they have eaten a regular grape, but a second later, their eyes would go wide as mine right now. No change had occurred, but the perfect balance between sweet and sour made it extremely wonderful to eat.

  It took me quite a while before I gulped down the grape, and as it reached my throat, its juices had transformed into energy.

  The amount of energy is huge and thick, but it is not overbearing at all. As the energy spread inside me, it began to get absorbed into my body with the strike of every hammer.

  The energy of the grape would not increase my strength at all, but it had many long-term benefits, such as increasing my talents, evolving the properties of my body for better absorption, and even helping me in strengthening my constitution.

  Such a range of benefits made it a very desirable resource, not to mention when it is used with other resources, it could increase their power and give many properties.

  Its raw consumption is best for the children; my sister has already begun to drink and soak in its solution regularly, and unlike other things I gave, she liked the juice of the grapes very much.

  Not only my sister but teacher, my mentees, and a few other people are taking these grapes from one form to other.

  I am even researching the one thing that would increase the benefits of these grapes tremendously, but it might take some time, as I have to research that topic thoroughly before I commit to it, as it takes time.

  More than an hour passed before runes in the forge began to mute down, and golems began to hang their weapons.

  I have again reached my limit and would have consumed the bloodline of a bunch of Grimm Monsters again, preferably a Grandmaster, which would directly take me to the mid-Grandmaster class.

  This session had increased my strength tremendously. I have practiced 25% of the second stage of my art, which instantly gave me more internal energy. It is very important to me for the

  Buzz!

  I was about to get up when my holowatch buzzed again with the message. It is from Edvin; he is sending me his hourly report. I read it quickly before taking out my sword and began practicing to control my strength.

  All the Grandmasters I have fought were masters in the combat. If I fought against the Grandmaster without being in full control of my strength, then I could forget about winning against them.

  So, I practice diligently, wanting to get every muscle, every streak of energy under my control. I am doing well; it won't be long before I am able to get complete control over my strength.

  Four hours passed, and I finally took back my sword.

  My whole body is covered in strength, and my breath is a little ragged, but there is a smile on my face as I am able to get every aspect of my strength in control.

  I stayed on my spot for a couple of minutes before I finally walked out of the practice room and went to my room before directly entering the shower and washing with steamy water till there was no vomiting stench could be smelled from my body.

  After showering and wearing new clothes, I went to the kitchen and began to cook myself dinner.

  By the time I finished and set the table, there was a cute ball of fluffs with horns waiting for it, and just as I sat, he dug into his food.

  Nero had just returned a minute ago while Ashlyn was still scouting. He wanted to remain outside, to compete with Ashlyn, but I had called him back.

  I wanted one of them to rest while the other one to work…… They are the best scouts I have, much better than any Masters, or even myself, and I wouldn't want them to overwork as in this dangerous place, I might need their strength sooner rather than later.