Black Iron Magician ~ Training Story of the Untalented Disciple ~

The western neighbour, Tazarnia, has long been a familiar country with Ardelheit. There are a number of large countries that secretly try to fang Ardelheit, a small and medium-sized country but rich in magic and magic item industries, into our possession. On the other hand, Tazarnia, which has enjoyed friendly relations for many years without the glory of Nell's overwhelming force, is a rare example.

Tazarnia, with its vast barn zone and rich in national power, said it had attempted to make national contacts in the deal, not by force against Ardelheit a long time ago. Once Ardelheit had never been as convenient a living product as it is now, but it nevertheless combined more technology than in other countries. But the cost of repeated defense was scratchy, and for a time it even led to a state of considerable poverty. There is no way that the King would not welcome a diagnosis of the supply of food from other countries there. That's how Ardelheit says magic items and Tazarnia's support for food keep the two countries well connected until now. Joint training of knights and soldiers, festivals between the two countries, and many other events.

So, near the border with Tazarnia like that, you call yourself the Demon King, and that's two of them. In an emergency, soldiers from both countries will be broken into Demon King crusades. But even near the border, the exact location is somewhat inside Ardelheit. If this is near an enemy country, I want you to show me your temper enough to call yourself the Demon King, but not this time. The King also has thoughts he doesn't want to bother Tazarnia, a friendly country. I want to rule the field in my own power whenever possible. It is our Nell who comes around when such a troublesome event occurs.

"I mean, I wish it was time for you to work, brave man."

"Did I say something?

"No, boring solitaire"

I can't help being stupid. I don't know how powerful the brave are, and I figured if I were to take certainty, I'd be Nell. Dear noble Nell of trust and track record, rarely tyranny, occasional maiden. Oh, it's hard to handle this one when you line up the facts. My future husband will definitely have a hard time.

Now, to the extent that I can think of such a relationship with my neighbor, a journey by carriage takes days. Three days to go, another three days on the way home, etc. Of course, it's a waste of time just to drain this period, so I'm asking Hal and the others to work out what they can do with the carriage. Primarily, training on what Hal doesn't like.

"Master ~ I told you I had to read the book already ~... Oh, except for the cookbook!

"There's no real battle or exercise in the carriage. Most importantly, it can be gained by overlapping struggles. Look, that in spirit or something."

"More vague persuasion than I thought!

"Look, I'll do it, too, so let's stick together, Yona!

It was Hal who tries to resist, but he works hard as he scorches his head because of Chinatsu's persuasion. Heh heh, I wonder if this could happen. I have a few days' worth of study tools in my bag. Freedom to replace textbooks. Come on, you're going to improve your magic skills!

- Bon!

Ah...

And well, although there have been some accidents, the journey has generally been smooth. Even if Hull's head reached its limit, if he slept a little with the benefit of his good sleep skills, he would have recovered fully, and indirectly it would have led to an increase in that level. Should I still say about Chinatsu, I continued to decipher and decipher the slack and the textbooks. Some of the 'arithmetic' skills are making me turn my head faster, but as Hal said, I guess I was originally excellent. Though Hal also works hard as he lives and dies repeatedly, it seems pretty difficult to chase him to Chinatsu.

"Captain, let's take a break"

Stop the carriage. It's a long time for Hal to wait. At any rate, you can move around and train as much as you want at this time. Running around like a lie when you were dead in a carriage is like a fish that got water. There are Neru and Chinatsu, and it's essential to do a mock fight.

But all Hal had to do was work out. It happened at lunch break.

"Hey, what's this?

"It's soup!

Mouno, what you cooked and served, it was just salt in the water and simmered the ingredients. Naturally, it's not very edible. I took the initiative and raised my hand to the cooking number myself, so I thought it was something I was very confident in. No, I guess I only had confidence. It just came with so much that I could say the result was at all. The unfortunate thing is old Daganov, who drank the first soup that almost turned into salt water after all the poison sightings and swallowed it back terribly. Nell, who saw Cannon rubbing his back, said quietly:

"... Harna, chinatsu. I order a cooking number. Have something to eat as soon as possible."

Then there was little waiting until Hal started cooking and cooking came out. A few days left to calculate from the ingredients loaded in the carriage (which is a fast calculation at times like this), and the customer completed the cooking without taking the time to wait. Chinatsu also seemed to have had many opportunities to teach cooking from Hull, aiding Hull with flowing collaboration.

"Oh, that's delicious."

"Ko, did you make this from that ingredient? I've never tasted so good before."

"Ooh, gently staining this old body..."

"Lord Hal, I'm sorry! It's delicious even though I'm just impudent!

Hull and Qiannatsu had an excellent reputation and were entrusted with the culinary number during this journey. Time was allotted for cooking, and the workout during the break was shortened, but Hal and Chinatsu seemed to enjoy it, so it should be good. What, it's a good story if it works better than that at the destination.

The difficulty for me was going to bed at night. On nights when the light illuminating the area is only moonlight and incendiary, watch as the pair takes turns. Nell's expedition doesn't exempt him from this because he has a higher rank. Nell, the captain of the regiment, will keep an eye out if the order turns, and so will we who accompany him. Old Daganov and Moono were in charge of getting them out of the Knights only at the beginning. So, the rest of you try to get some sleep. But...

"Hey, hey...? Derris, what are you doing?

Mouno, let your voice tremble more than it did in your saltwater soup, and Nell asks me questions. At the end of my gaze is me and Hal (already asleep) in the form of a hug around my neck beside me. Hehe, I forgot my pillow (this) in the morning shock. I don't know what to do, I want to cry so badly. After all, Kanon's gaze hurts, too. Chinatsu is confused by keeping his mouth down. Think, a breakthrough to break this situation...!

"Actually, I kept my mouth shut... Hal can't sleep without a pillow!

Posing as if to foresee something, this place gets by. I made up my mind.

"De, Mr. Derris, I can't do that to a boulder..."

"Ku..."

"- Oh, so to speak..."

"Chinatsu?"

"Sure, when I slept in the same room as Yoona yesterday, I was done something like that. I've been sleeping with my pet Pelo for a long time, but that habit hasn't healed yet... I think I probably asked Mr. Derris from Yona"

"Oh, yeah. Then you have no choice. Delis, don't ever act wrong. You got it!

Oh, whoa. I managed to survive thanks to Chinatsu! Nell's strict attention alone in this situation is tantamount to a miracle. Chinatsu, I have to return this favor soon...

Diving through such a training ground in a carriage, three days later. We arrived at the border fort, our destination.