"Very good. Then today, start by jogging with me. Remember, you can only use your body—no superpowers!"
After finishing his lengthy lecture, Turtle Hermit picked up his cane and started running.
After some thought, Jerry silently recited an incantation and temporarily sealed all the magic power within his body.
Since he had decided to train his physical body and develop new abilities, he naturally had to seal away his magic. Otherwise, with magic power present, the effects of many forms of physical training would likely be greatly diminished.
Besides, whenever danger arose, he could undo the seal at any time.
One in front and one behind, the two quickly arrived at a dairy shop on the island. The owner was a minotaur. A minotaur raising cows and producing milk was perfectly reasonable.
"Sorry to trouble you. Here's the map of this morning's milk delivery customers."
The minotaur owner took out a map, then set out crate after crate of breakfast milk.
Turtle Hermit accepted the map, studied it, memorized all the addresses, and said:
"All right, leave the rest to us."
"Say, do you really not need the helicopter?"
The minotaur pointed at the small helicopter beside the house.
"No. If we used that, it wouldn't be training."
Turtle Hermit waved a hand, then said to Jerry:
"Pick up a crate of milk. Our first customer is three kilometers away, but you have to travel the whole way by jumping."
Before going to sleep last night, he had conducted some simple tests on Jerry's physical condition and knew what level of training his body could withstand.
Jerry did not complain. He picked up the milk and began hopping after Turtle Hermit.
Over the past eight years, magic power had tempered his body during meditation, but carrying a crate of milk