Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method

The God Gym's flying ship slowly descended in front of the Revalis Clan's main building.

When the door opened, Garion stepped out first, calm and composed.

Raviel was already waiting near the entrance, freshly cleaned and wearing his formal dark red robes.

Raviel smirked as soon as he saw him.

"Garion, there you are. Come on, this way."

Garion nodded. "Got it."

He turned slightly and gestured for his disciples to follow.

"Let's go. Behave yourselves. Remember, we're guests tonight."

"Yes, Master," Dahlia said quickly, elbowing Rynar and Rynor when they started whispering.

The group walked down the ramp together.

The elders standing nearby glanced at them quickly, and several frowned immediately.

Although the disciples had cleaned up, their outfits still looked… odd.

They don't wear any fancy robes or even accessories. They just wore clean black training jackets and trousers.

They were quite simple, completely different from the elegant attire the Revealis elders were currently wearing.

One elder whispered to another.

"Are they really the God Gym members? Their clothes look like something servants would wear."

"Shh," another elder said.

"Don't judge too quickly. Remember, the Patriarch himself invited them."

Still, the elders couldn't help exchanging uneasy glances.

Then the last person stepped out from the ship, Rachel Revalis.

The moment they saw her, every elder's expression changed. Whispers spread instantly through the group.

"Is that… Lady Rachel?"

"She dares return here?"

"But she was banished years ago!"

One of the older elders stepped forward, his voice sharp.

"Rachel! You are not welcome in this clan anymore! How dare you show your face here after being cast out!"

Rachel froze for a moment, her expression calm but her hands tightening slightly at her sides.

She didn't say a word.

Garion narrowed his eyes and took a step forward, ready to speak, but before he could, Raviel's expression darkened.

"Enough."

His voice carried through the courtyard like thunder. All the elders instantly stopped talking.

Raviel's gaze swept over them, cold and firm.

"She came down from the God Gym's ship. That means she's one of them now, and they are my invited guests. I will not tolerate anyone speaking to them like that."

The elders froze, exchanging nervous glances.

Raviel's tone softened slightly, but his authority remained clear.

"And another thing... Rachel is still my elder sister. No matter what the past says, her name still carries the Revalis bloodline. Show some respect."

The courtyard fell silent. The elders bowed their heads slightly and stepped back.

Garion smiled faintly.

"Good to see you handle things fast, Patriarch Raviel."

Raviel smirked.

"Of course. My clan might be strict, but they know when to listen."

He turned toward Rachel.

"Welcome back, Sister. It's been a long time."

Rachel smiled softly, her eyes showing both gratitude and a little sadness.

"Thank you, Raviel. I didn't expect to ever set foot here again."

Raviel nodded.

"Well, you're here now, but not as the banished Revalis member, but as a partner of someone I respect."

Garion gave a small laugh. "You make it sound like we're royalty."

Raviel grinned. "Tonight, you might as well be."

He motioned toward the large doors of the main hall.

"Come. Dinner's ready. I told the cooks to make plenty. I've heard your disciples eat like beasts."

The twins immediately smiled proudly. "You heard right."

Dahlia sighed. "You two are hopeless."

Arden chuckled. "At least this time, someone's prepared enough food for them."

Garion smirked. "Then let's not make our host wait."

As they followed Raviel inside, the grand doors opened, revealing the bright hall filled with long tables and golden light.

The smell of roasted meat and rich spices spread through the air, making even the calmest of the group hungry.

Raviel looked over his shoulder at Garion.

"I told you before, you're my guest, so tonight, forget about ranks and titles. Eat well."

Garion nodded. "Don't worry, Patriarch. I never hold back when it comes to food."

Rynar grinned. "Neither do we."

The group laughed as they entered the great hall.

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The grand dining hall of the Revalis Clan was filled with noises.

Long tables were covered with roasted meat, steaming soups, and rows of golden plates filled with food from every corner of the continent.

Garion's disciples sat together at one of the tables, their eyes wide the moment the feast began.

"Alright," Garion said from the main seat beside Raviel.

"Behave yourselves. Eat properly this time."

They all nodded quickly.

Then five seconds later, they started piling food onto their plates like there was no tomorrow.

Rynar was already cutting into a huge piece of roasted beast meat. "Master said eat properly, not eat slowly!"

Rynor laughed. "Yeah, if we don't eat fast, there won't be any left!"

Dahlia groaned, facepalming. "You two are hopeless."

Arden sighed quietly. "At least they're not shouting this time."

Eliza smiled politely as she ate. "Progress, I suppose."

Even though it wasn't as wild as their meals on Demon Gate Island, the table still looked like a battlefield of food.

They ate quickly, but with some restraint. They were stacking meat bones neatly instead of throwing them on the floor.

Still, some elders watching from another table frowned deeply.

"Look at them," one whispered. "Like wild beasts."

"Such manners…" another muttered. "They eat like they haven't seen food in weeks."

But none of them dared to say it aloud. Raviel's warning earlier still echoed in their minds.

Up front, Garion sat calmly beside Raviel, quietly enjoying his meal.

He glanced at his disciples and shook his head slightly. "At least they're improving."

Raviel laughed. "If this is what you call improvement, I don't even want to imagine how they were before."

Garion chuckled. "Trust me, Patriarch, you don't."

Raviel smirked. "Fair enough."

After a while, Garion leaned back slightly, resting one arm on the chair.

"By the way, Raviel, you told me that if we want to work together... I'd need to reach the third realm first, right?"

Raviel nodded, chewing thoughtfully before replying. "That's right. That's what I said."

Garion smiled faintly. "Well, I'm not in the third realm yet, but earlier, I managed to overwhelm you for a bit, didn't I?"

Raviel stopped eating for a moment, then grinned. "You did. I'll admit that much."

He placed his cup down. "So, what exactly did you have in mind again?"