The day passed rather quickly and niw I returned to the gym. Once I arrived, a woman was speaking to the girl behind the counter.
I was familiar with the girl, but the woman I was not. She appeared to be fit, some abs and a slightly muscular body, something similar to the typical athlete build.
I didn't mind her as I approached the girl behind the counter.
"Ah, Welcome back, sir."
"Hm? This'll be my client?"
Though the girl greeted him professionally, the woman scowled at the sight of me. I couldn't help but feel nervous as I approached the counter.
"Meet Miss Iris, currently the only active trainer for your goal of being fit enough to be a Dominion League player."
"I was expectin' someone better lookin', but I got a twat?"
"I've seen uglier clients of yours, and on the plus side, this one won't be staring at your ass or chest while he trains, so stop complaining."
"Ugh."
Facing the girl's deadpan as if she's been through this over 100 times already, the woman could only groan
"Alrighty, I'll get'cha ready for whatever match ya finna play in a month. Since I didn't expect ya t' be so much if a twat but is reachin' for such heights, I'll do it free of charge. Any more after this month and yer gon' need t' pay me 5 thousand creds."
My eyes bulged open after hearing the price. How lucky was I to be a... Well,"twat"... I feel ike if I was any better looking, she'd give me free of charge for her entire life but that's just me being delusional and trying hard enough to avoid paying an absurd price. I barely have 200 right now and my apartment's rent is literally 50 creds.
"T-thank you..."
"We'll start tomorrow, do sum heavy warm-ups in this gym. Trainin's gon' be torturous."
The woman said before she left. Seriously, despite being beautiful with a voluptuous and toned body, her accent makes me think about those cowboys in shows, except she's a woman instead of a boy. The only thing she's missing is their set of clothes.
"Thanks for having me again."
"No problem, feel free to make use of rhe gym. Just ensure to follow our rules."
"Un."
I continued inside the gym. I didn't really use weights as I'm not chasing for some muscles, just a better body cause holy shit am I thin as fuck, that's if we ignore my stomach which looks like it took every single one of the food I ate instead of sharing the nutrients I gain from eating them.
I stayed for about 2 hours before eventually leaving, bidding goodbye to the girl behind the counter before I left.
Once I reached home, I cooked up a meal for my lunch. When that was done, I turned on my tv for new updates on the Dominion League.
"Just yesterday, there was a surprising news of team Atlas losing their top 5 players, well known as the 5 Field Emperors."
Hearing the news, I froze from doing other tasks and looked at the tv in slight surprise.
"They left Atlas?"
I mumbled before returning back to cooking, listening to the news as I did.
"Sol Enterprises, the main sponsor and founder of Atlas, found itself in conflict with the 5 players. Apparently, the 5 players were making unreasonable demands and requests that possibly could harm their personal images. Though they weren't mad or even disappointed, they merely gave less fucks and tossed letters of them quitting and fucking vanished."
I chuckled at the sudden change of tone, but I was curious of what the reason was for their sudden act of leaving Atlas.
Though I didn't need to wait any longer.
"Here we have a live footage of the former team captain's and the manager's conversation."
"So, what request do you have, Lloyd?"
"I want a 1 on 1 with the Dominion League's 33 World Conquerers' Top 1."
I... Literally froze from what I was doing and slowly faced the tv. The manager was literally pale at the request, shaking even.
"Th-the Top 1 of-o-of t-the 33 Wor-world C-conq-conquerers!? We'd need the permission of their Dominion League Authorities to even get an audience!!! How do you think we can ask for a 1 on 1 match against even one of them!?"
"Idk, you guys usually just do shit immediately so i thought this was simple or something."
"Th-tha- sigh... Though we'd love to help you, a request like that isn't something we are capable of."
"Eh,your loss."
"That ends the conversation there. The other 4 asked for similar requests as well and as you see here in this conversation, you can guess how it went. You can guess what Lloyd meant of 'your loss' don't you? After that, the 5 Field Emperors went separately and joined different teams of different rival companies of Sol Enterprises."
"Highly likely, team Atlas will no longer last in the next few years, possibly, the entirety of Atlas will fail in their next Tournament which is coming in a month. Unless Sol Enterprises gain new prodigies equal to the 5 Field Emperors or just enough to help them survive in the next few years. Anyways, that is all folks! Stay tuned for another set of surprising updates from Dominon News!"
With that conclusion, the news channel shut off and an advertisement began to play.
"... Damn."
The 33 World Conquerers are the number 1 Dominion League Players holding the most amount of MVPs in Dominion World League matches in every country. The field is their domain and the game is their kingdom. No matter how good you are, these Dominion League Players won't just ruin your career.
They. Will. Eat. You. Up.
I've watched team Atlas during their rise in fame after their first Dominion World League and even I'm not sure if they're even capable of matching even the team ranked at the lowest but has a World Conquerer standing as a player of their team.
[Notice!]
[New Quest!]
- Ensure you can join team Atlad by the end of the month.
Pros: Skips the team build quest
Cons: You still need to train your body you dimwit
If only this system doesn't insult me everytime. I hope this stops in the future...