Female Novel
Chapter 1312
Maja was ushered into an indoor training facility, where a man handed her a shield.
"Looks like your memory's been tampered with by the Holy Daughter. Her hypnotic skills are top-notch,
even capable of scrambling a person's recollections. You've got strong reflexes and resilience, but
you've lacked systematic training over the years."
Maja looked down at the object in her hands. Though she couldn't see it, she reached out to touch it.
"For the next month, while your eyesight's coming back, I'm going to train you with this whip to sharpen
those reflexes. You're too vulnerable right now."
The word 'vulnerable' stung her pride.
Back in Greenfield, she had prayed over and over to be stronger, to not be so helpless and alone, not
to have such an on-again, off-again relationship with Ian.
If only she had the strength to protect the ones she cared about.
Her thoughts jolted back to a moment with Ian, his words ringing in her ears.
"I'm just a man with limits, Maja. There are things I can't do, people I can't protect. I still have growing
to do, and you have your own destiny to fulfill. If we're ever apart, live your life well until I can come for
you, okay?"
A surge of determination filled her chest, but just then, the sound of the whip cut through the air.
Her arm took a vicious lash.
The man showed no mercy, and his tone was cold.
"If this were a battlefield and you spaced out at a critical moment, you'd be dead by now. Again!"
The second whip cracked through the air.
Maja was unprepared for this kind of training and struggled to adapt.
After ten lashes, she had managed to dodge only once. Her skin was already split and bleeding.
Sweat dripped down her forehead to her chin, her clothes soaked through.
Twenty lashes in, she lay on the ground, unable to move.
The man disdainfully dropped the whip.
"Too weak. Even if the Holy Daughter subconsciously trained you until you were thirteen, years without
practice have made you rusty. You need to pick it back up."
Maja was in too much pain to utter a complete sentence.
The next second, she felt herself being hoisted up.
She wanted to ask where he was taking her, but she had no strength left to speak.
"Splash!"
She was tossed into a small pool.
The special medicinal water engulfed her, magnifying her pain a thousandfold.
This was no ordinary water!
She tried to crawl to the edge, but the sound of the whip made her submerge instinctively.
The man stood by the poolside, whip in hand, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.
"Not bad. Just twenty lashes in and you're starting to anticipate the direction of the whip."
Maja's whole body was in agony, and she felt close to passing out.
She forced herself back to the surface, her skin turning bright red from the stimulation, her face flushednovelbin
with pain.
The pain was unbearable, crushing her as if rolled over by a steamroller, and she couldn't even cry.
The man explained from the edge of the pool.
"This concoction is designed to amplify the pain of your wounds by hundreds of times but also heals
them within days. The concoction is precious. You'll soak in it after every training session."
Maja felt like she might pass out from the pain.
"Aren't you afraid I'll just die from the pain?"
He glanced at her nonchalantly. "I've smuggled out plenty of drugs from the research base. Unless
you're completely devoid of life, I can bring you back."
Maja curled up in the water, each ounce of pain eclipsing any she'd experienced in her life.
She felt as if something was crushing her chest, making it hard to breathe.
All she could do was desperately think of Ian.
She had to endure, to get through this ordeal.
Her fists clenched, her gaze suddenly steely.
The man spoke again.
"Plus, this will condition your pain receptors to handle such agony. After this, even losing a finger won't
seem so bad."
Maja said nothing, too drained to speak.
The man casually checked his watch. Ordinary folks could barely last ten minutes in such pain. She'd
been silent for twice that.
His eyebrow raised, "Just ten more minutes and you can get out."
Maja had begun to adapt to the pain, trying to detach herself to make the time bearable.
She wanted to reminisce about her sweet moments with Ian, only to sadly realize their time together
had been far too brief.