Black Iron Magician ~ Training Story of the Untalented Disciple ~

We were officially asked to stay at Lord Orto's mansion & Knife +3. At the dinner, we had a fantastic meal as expected, and it filled our stomachs. However, I asked Mrs May, who was present, that her usual meal could be more qualitative. You deliberately prepared these dishes to welcome us as guests? Yeah, I know. Lord Orto is a good lord, let's carve this into our hearts and spread our reputation.

"Yum, yum!

"Momogu...... this meat, that's your first time eating it! It's so delicious!

"Yeah, it's meat that's famous on the north side of the continent -"

By the way, there is no such thing as table manners in this meal. Pull out the hard part! I accept Therese's flexible suggestion that I eat as much as I like. During the meal, the knife dragged the dish into his mouth, both in the raven and in the corner, and Hal called the chef to ask him detailed questions about the recipe. They both eat more than Jendan, who is clearly in the shape of a big meal. Where are you packing it in your little body? Now.

"Mr. Derris. Quick, but could you ask for guidance when this dinner party is over?

"Yeah, I don't mind. But are you okay right after your meal?

"Fighting is something we don't know when or when it happens. I don't want to justify anything trivial."

"Sounds motivated enough. So, after dinner, we'll get dressed for combat gear and assemble in the courtyard. Don't forget your cane."

"I understand. Wow!

Sure, Miss Therese's wand skills were level thirty. I don't know if I'll make it to the graduation festival where I coached and intensively developed my skills. All you need is focus, motivation, time above all else. For the lack of time, I have no choice but to ask Miss Therese to make up for it with other elements. In that sense, she seems to be able to count on it.

"Ngu... hey, sister"

"Are you talking about me?

"Who else is there besides you?"

While I was talking to Therese, the knife was talking to Nell. When the Knights hear about it, it's so mouthful that they're about to fall.

"When we're done eating this too, let's start working out! Good hurries, I remember, but it's an auspicious day!

"It won't be an auspicious day or anything at night anymore... but don't worry. Because even if you don't tell me, the more I hate you, the more I squeeze you."

Nell was gracefully in the process of eating. But when this turns into a Nell Stream workout, how many centimeters of graceful appearance do you have left? Please don't let the mansion collapse, I'm asking you again. Please, I am.

"Heh, isn't that a lot of confidence? Heh, I'm looking forward to this later. Oh, in exchange for this."

"Momogu...... me too, please!

"Don't eat too much, both of you, okay? Well, I might put it back..."

"" Ngumogu ""

"Kee, I didn't hear..."

'Cause she's the girl who lives by instinct and the girl who can't help but give her all. Dietary restrictions? No matter how much you eat, it turns everything to energy consumption, so I guess you've never even thought about it?

The moon rises and the night sky fills with bright starlight. Such a natural light alone is nothing on earth, but the courtyard of the mansion was lit with exterior lights, and nothing seemed particularly troublesome in the dark. There are butlers and maids scattered around, and I'm a little concerned, but let's think of it as better than underground training grounds.

"Shall we begin?"

"Yes, thank you!

Miss Therese appeared in the courtyard dressed the same way as when she headed to the ruins. That scepter is alive, too.

"First of all, I'd like to check on the skill level of the lady I saw the other day... caning skills remain low compared to the skill group that specializes in protection, right? What workouts do you usually do?

This is Miss Therese, who attends the college and even serves as student chairman. You can't devote all of your time to training, and you'll often be chased by studies and chores. To put it this way, the college's basic curriculum is only for students. Compared to what Hal and Chinatsu and others want, it really becomes something to a lesser extent. For example, later, the focus will be on what to do in the time between.

"Don! Cancer! Keen! ……!

"... Yes?

"So, Don! Gun! Keen!... is!

………

Hey, I forgot to bring the translation (Hal). But I'd also like to step into that demonic realm now. All right, let's do this.

"Right. I have grasped the great approximation, but I think it would be more understandable if you actually did it. It's light and good, so can you demonstrate it?

"That's true, too. I understand. Er... you're using this garden tree as an escort!

That's what Miss Therese said, pointing to the height of the child. And snarl your fingers high.

- Pattin!

As I tilted my neck, the servants watching around me took out their weapons and attacked Miss Therese at the same time. Mace on a spear thrown knife with a long sword - a face that is truly varied. I'd like to ask you a few questions about where the hell you guys took it out of, but you said it was the first thing.

"Coming!

"Come!

One butler who cuts the lead shakes it off with a whip in one hand. The aim is the garden tree that Therese pointed to earlier. Therese, who stood beside him, set up an entry shield between them, wondering whether to let him. Therese guards all the deacon's skillful whipping, but in the meantime, a successor maid, the deacon, an old lady like you (with a big axe gear), is approaching the garden tree and about to launch an attack.

From the way they move, these servants are not amateurs. Everyone is more armed than the adventurers who were escorting the carriage. I see. Supporting the life of the mansion as a servant, but also as an escort to the employer. Are they the original bodyguards that protect this mansion?

"Not yet!

With each increase in the number of people participating in the attack, the difficulty of protecting the garden trees becomes extraordinarily high. At the same time, Therese's defensive technique changed precisely so that maximum results could be achieved with the minimum amount of movement required. Neither the attacker nor the guardian have any sign of stopping hands and feet from each other. In the courtyard, where the slightly cold night breeze flowed, all the metal sounds of the shield playing the gain were ringing.

"- Five minutes have passed! Everyone, get back to your stations!

I thought so. A dandy butler shouted out at me when I saw a white beard. In response to this cry, each servant immediately stopped the attack. As the words put it, it was as if nothing had happened to the holding where it had been positioned at the beginning. No, what is it?

"This is my self-training, my guts to protect me! Yes!"

Mm-hmm... I know what you want to do, but isn't this more about training shields than practicing canes? Besides, I'm not attacking you just to protect you. But even a wand, some kind of shield, some sort of unknown shaped object, so isn't it determined that you're practicing a wand? On the contrary, if you modify the direction of your efforts a little, you're going to grow cancer, right?

"Okay. First of all, it's a basic wand technique, but focus your consciousness on attacking more than your guardian -"

I managed to get a hold of this one. Now, is Nell's most anxious training hell course okay?