Um, weak.
"Ha, hoo!! Phew!!
Flashy Armor Make your strike appropriate with the tip of a wooden sword.
"Kuh, this... why not attack!? Ha, fear of my sword moves..."
"Chicken, asshole."
"Yikes......!!
Play a penetration into your torso, flashy armor filled with gaps, into your brain, pounding a gagon and a wooden sword.
"Wow... I can't believe how easy it is to make Master Manuel's attack"
"Master Manuel is a man of certain strength. I've seen him fight in mock combat many times. The fact that you can overwhelm that Manuel despite being so unmade means that you have more isolated sword moves than that. You mean boulders, heroes of salvation..."
"Shit, Master Ma!
I hear you and your princesses totally in this mode of watching, but... honestly, what you soldiers are saying will be close to out of focus.
Simply, you can see the attack stopped.
Poking, paying and faint are more sophisticated sword moves than I am, but I can usually avoid them because I see them.
Difference between strengths before.
I knew you were human, weak.
Maybe even this wooden sword would kill me if I really slapped him.
"Ha, ha... nooo...!
And, because you continued to punch in earnestly, or because you seem to have accumulated fatigue on the boulder, you flashy armor that raises and lowers your shoulders violently.
"Hold on, hold on."
"Ngi......!
I punched my little hand in that gap, and the wooden sword slips out of his hand.
"Yes, you win."
"Mmmm... I haven't lost yet! The next generation of brave men will never lose!!
That's what I said, you flashy armor picking up the blown wooden sword again and taking the stand.
I wondered how he was doing with the wooden sword hanging down with Bran.
"... you, what did you mean to insult Nell?
"... hun, I mean nothing, just like that! A brave man is a symbol of the power of this country. Then the brave must not lose, nor fall into a predicament! But the present brave man would have been made aware that he was in a predicament!! If they don't know (...) losing isn't losing (...), but the people already know about it!!
…………
"Besides, the current brave man is a woman! There's no reason for a woman to be in a killing place! Women just have to live peacefully at home, knitting or whatever!
Oh...... I see. Got it.
Koitsu, is he simply the one with the bad mouth?
Hey, I was wrong.
Because of his bad mouth, I thought he was an antinellist bastard who's in King's Capital now too - no, even in Antinell, that's because he had a belief in it and he was saying that.
Somehow, I didn't feel dark malice like all the assholes I've ever met, so I was surprised... he's totally hard to understand.
There is no demand for a man's tundra.
"... hmm, okay"
"Let's go on, mask! The battle is over."
When I dive into my nose with one foot, I kick your wooden sword in the middle with a buggy and a flashy armor, lowering my posture at once and feeding my foot the payment.
"Fuga!?
And right next to your head, flashy armor that fell from your face onto the floor of the training ground, stabbed my wooden sword with a gatun.
"Now, that's my win, right? Don't worry, this is training. Nobody's gonna say anything about losing training."
".......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
I guess he admitted to losing to the boulders to a force so clear that it was no more.
I looked at you with a remorseful look, flashy armor that pulled me out of my body, and I said to him,
"All right, you, apologize to Nell"
"Ha, ha, why!?
"Naturally, right? The fact that you are weaker than me, a valiant squire, means that you are weaker than the current valiant. I don't care what you say, you're weaker than Nell.
Well, I'm actually stronger than Nell, but when I say that, it makes the conversation easier, so I'll shut up.
"No, no... Indeed..."
"Well, I'll call you now. Apologize properly. - Hey, Neru!
To my call, Nell, who was looking at this one from the viewing area, points at himself with a strange lean neck.
Nodding, slightly bending his wrist and calling him, Nell says to the two next door, "Something's calling me, so you're coming," and enters the stage of the training ground, coming to me.
"What are you talking about?
"He said he had something to say to you. You, Manuel."
Yes, I urged you, flashy armor, even though you looked reluctant, you opened your mouth with a blur as you fell asleep on the floor.
"... also, I'm sorry, Lord Brave. I can't beat your squire. I said business. I hope you forgive me."
That flashy armor gives you a bittersweet look after showing you just a little bit of facial delicacy, Nell.
"Uh... well, I don't think you can beat me. Besides, you're right, I'm sure I'm still weak as a brave man. Um... so let's work hard with each other from now on and work hard as protectors of the country?
Nico smiles, and Nell reaches out to you with his flashy armor.
Flashy armor, you stare at Nell with your mouth open often, slowly taking her hand -
"... hey, you're getting married -"
"I'm gonna fucking kill you, motherfucker."
"It's nothing! Yeah, good luck with each other!
Flashy armor you took Nell's hand and stood up, pulling his cheeks and fluttering cold sweat.