Boukensha ni Naritai to Miyako ni Deteitta Musume ga S Rank ni Natteta

Waking up, Angelin was sleeping on the same bed. There should have been two beds, but he seemed to have dived into his father's bed. Berggriff smiled bitterly, saying that it was hard to return to Orphen if such a habit had developed. Rather, when he was twelve years old, he suggested that he was training alone to sleep, so he may have been an adult.

It is still before dawn. Even if you want to sleep slowly, you won't get out of the habit for many years. When the upper body is raised, the joints and muscles still creak. Still, I felt better than yesterday. Is it because the bed was soft? Bend your knees and turn your shoulders. There is no feeling that movement is so limited.

"good kid……"

Bergliff stroked his knees and shoulders, stood up slowly with prostheses. Angeline doesn't seem to get up. He groaned and turned over. Smelly. Apparently, he drank a lot of what the story was about. He said he shouldn't drink heavily, but Bergryf scratched his head, saying he was useless advice to the young man.

The rain seems to have risen. It is still cloudy, but thin and windy.

Bergliff gently left the room with his sword. The inside of the house is still quiet. However, the kitchen is noisier. The servants may be busy trying to prepare breakfast before the landlords wake up. As I walked down the corridor, a good smell of baking bread came out in the kiln. As he greeted the guards, he stepped out of the courtyard into the morning mist and stepped on the lawn. It seems he fell a lot last night. But it looks fine today.

Bergliff carefully relaxed her body, holding her sword, and began to shake, checking each and every movement. The pain that seems to be muscle pain seems to have healed a lot, but the joint creaks and hurts a little. It seemed that different pain was coming at once, but it seemed that he was confused because his whole body was sore. He continued to wield his sword, facing his body, trying to find the cause of the pain and changing his movements little by little. If you were young, you could do a little, but at this age you can't get back if you hurt your joints too much. I have to find out the limits of my body. From the toes to the spine through the hips, conscious of the flow of power as it eventually moves with the movement of the arms. So as not to hurt the body, but to maximize the power.

"... hard"

Muttered. It was as if my body had been misaligned by the movement of standing with Angelin. However, there seems to be nothing that can be recovered. You can't do it right now, but you can gradually regain your senses every day. Anyway, there is plenty of time to return to Tornella. I couldn't stop swords and so on. But now, he spends more time with his sword than with his sword. Unless your arms are gone, you will not be able to stop until your lives are up. After a brief break, Bergliff lowered his arms and exhaled. I went slower than usual, but I feel tired.

"It's wonderful"

I heard a voice from behind. Looking back in surprise, Ashcroft stood. Leaning against the wall and crossing arms, the eyes behind the glasses are sharp and grumpy.

"The axis of the body, the sharpness of the sword that swings down, doesn't seem like a prosthetic leg anymore. It's a medium thing." "It looks like ..." "But I don't think Sasha-sama praised it."

Ashcroft snorted. It's like provoking. Berggriff smiled and scratched his cheek.

"Yes, I think so too ... Sasha seems to have a lot of assumptions."

Ashcroft frowned a bit as if he had been hungry. It must have been stepping on whether it would be extremely high or returned with a bad taste. Bergliff thought he wasn't feeling good about himself. It turns out that it comes from the confidence that comes from youth and the jealousy that the outgoing self is valued by Helvetica and Sasha. He is still in his early twenties, mandated by the leadership of the northern lord, and it is no wonder that middle-aged men who do not know where the bones of the horses do not like. Ashcroft's attitude was rude, but Bergliff did not mind. Rather, I was smiling at the height of my youth. And there was a faint expectation that he would justify his sword without passing through his prestigious colored glasses.

Berggriff smiled at Ashcroft, who was trying to get the word out.

"Dr. Ashcroft, you seem to like swords ..."

Ashcroft said like a fish that got water from the words.

"Ah ... it's not as good as Sasha, but he can at least wield a better sword than your sword you saw earlier. If someone like you is nearby, Helvetica will be safe. ''

Berggriff replied obediently, but the other man seemed to have received the sarcasm and opened his mouth with a slightly snapper expression.

"Hmm ... I'm so mean. I don't know what" Akaoni "is, but I haven't appreciated you. I don't want to get too nervous."

Ashcroft seemed a bit irritated by Berglyph's soft attitude, and reluctantly repositioned his glasses and turned his heels away. Looking at the back, Bergliff laughs as he clutters. That kind of gunless youth can be cute.

He dropped mud on his shoes and returned to his room. Angeline is still rolling on the bed and groaning. Berglyf was a little amazed and shook Angelin.

"Get up, Angers, it's morning." "Mu ... Pumyu ..."

Angelin, who opened her eyes slightly, raised her upper body. Unfamiliar dresses have disturbed buttons and hooks, eyes and mouth half-open, and their bodies swaying vaguely left and right. Bergliff sighed.

"I told you not to drink heavily." "Hmm ... good morning ... old man." "Yes, good morning ... if you're sleepy, will you sleep a little more?"

Angelin collapsed, leaning against the Berglyph, and began to sleep again. This would be the same for the two in the next room. Berggriff gave up, laid Angelin on the bed, laid down the futon, sat down on a chair and looked out the window.

The sun, which had begun to rise during the swing, came out completely, and the clouds that had flowed were not seen. The blue sky had begun to spread, and the leaves and grass wet with the evening rain glistened in the sunlight. A beautiful sight. I watched the sun rise gradually. The morning mist clears and the birds fly away. The sleeping people woke up, as if the world itself had come to life. Bergriff stuck his cheeks, wondering when the road maintenance story would come to an end, if not too long.

Then the door was knocked. The young maid shook himself when he answered, "Please."

"Good morning. Well, how are the young ladies going for breakfast together ..." "Oh, thank you. It's a must!" "

Bergliff stood up and shook Angelin asleep.

"Hey, Anger. It's breakfast." "Mmm ... I'm sorry ..." "Tell me like that. Even though Helvetica has invited me ..."

Angelin was wearing a futon from his head and curled up. Bergliff sighed.

"Well, Dad is coming?"

There is no reply. It looks like I slept. Bergryf shook his head, and was guided by the maid. When I entered the dining room, three sisters of Bordeaux had already chatted about their seats. Ashcroft is also on the side. Helvetica noticed Bergriff and laughed and beckoned. Bergliff smiled and sat down in a urged seat.

"Good morning, Helvetica!" "Good morning, Mr. Bergliff. Did you get a good rest?"

Sasha laughs at the grinning griff.

"Hahaha, I drunk a lot last night! No, I had a fun night!" "Isn't my little sister drinking it ... ?? Because it's a drinker! "

Selenium sighs. Speaking of which, Sasha must have been drinking last night. Still laughing as a joke. Berglyf was impressed that it was quite strong.

Noble dining table is beautiful. Bacon, boiled eggs and stew in freshly baked soft bread. Sauerkraut, sausage, steamed potatoes, etc. lined up. The arrangement is also elegant. It's too elegant, and the Belgryphs, etc. are not restless. I just watch the sisters who have prayed before meals start each other. I didn't even know how to eat, so it was somewhat embarrassing to do something poorly. Helvetica noticed the situation and smiled.

"Berglyph, please do whatever you like without worrying about the manners."

Selenium gently laughs at the restless Bergliff.

"It's good, my little sister is a noble, but she ignores her manners." "What do you say, Selenium? I can do it when I can. I have a reason to eat again in front of my family and teacher. where is it"

Sasha then puts the white bread on the stew as a whole, opens the mouth and covers it. It's like an adventurer eating. Berggriff was a little relieved to see it, and then had a good breakfast. Suddenly ask Helvetica.

"How are you going to get the story going?" "No, a little more, but I'd like to do something in three or four days. Are you in a hurry?" It's not a big business, but it's been a big project since the village started, so everyone has been up and running. ''

Helvetica grins, laughing at the laughing Bergliff.

"I understand. I won't be able to talk about it gently, so I'm still waiting, but let's hurry as much as possible. Until then, please relax slowly."

Sasha says while peeling the boiled egg shell.

"Teacher! Then do you still have time today? I'd really like to ask for help!" "I'm okay, but I think I'll lose today, but ..." "What are you talking about? I'll do my best to be serious today!"

Sasha is excited and making a noise. Berggriff stroked his beard in trouble. Ashcroft, who was sitting at the back of the seat, looked at him with a disgruntled face, but eventually opened his mouth.

"In words, Sasha-sama, his sword skills are as good as he could be." "What?"

Sasha stared at Ashcroft.

"What kind of ass, Ash? Have you ever seen the sword of Belgriff?" "Yes, I saw him training this morning. And the swords are sharp, but that's it. That's it. Sasha, it's hard to believe you lost.

Before Ashcroft concluded, Sasha stood up with a fierce rise.

"Shut up! It's painful to talk about your sword! You must beat me before saying that!" "I won't be able to beat Sasha-sama, but I'm going to lose" Akaoni " "Senna", "Oh, don't fool the teacher ... Master! Master!"

Bergliff, who was eating sauerkraut in a mood, looked up in surprise.

"Hah" "I want to beat this idiot and understand the reality!" "... Huh?"

Ashcroft stood up smiling.

"Okay, interesting. Sasha-sama, I'll give you your illusion. Come on," Akaoni. I'll break that nose, "" Hahhh ... "

Bergliff couldn't swallow the situation and leaned his eyebrows. Selenium glanced down, and Helvetica smiled.

He was taken to the training ground behind the mansion without knowing the reason. After the rain, the bare ground is muddy and muddy. It's a place that will be difficult to attend. He was handed a wooden sword, grasped and shaked to check his senses, and Angelin and others seemed to wake up. Angeline is a bit sleepy, but Miriam and Anessa are holding her head down. He has a hangover, and his complexion is not very good.

"Uh ... I drank too much ..." "Sasha is too strong ... Damn, she's hit ..." "Dad was ... what are you doing?" "I don't understand that well. ... I'll have to get in touch with Ashcroft. "

Angelin looked at Ashcroft as if to be stern. Ashcroft frowns wonderingly at Angelin. Angeline had been watching Ashcroft for a while, but eventually lost a lot of stuff.

"Huh ... a small fish ..." "What the ...!"

In one word of Angelin, Ashcroft raised his eyebrows. He roars at the cutting edge of the wooden sword toward Angelin.

"I don't know what the Demon King was, but ..."

Angelin looked at Bergryf with a grumpy face, apparently Angelin came with a click.

"Dad ... crushed." "No, no ... you're such a fuss ..." "No, Bell. I think it would be better to see that person a bit painful." It's fatal to not be able to see your skills correctly. It will be a good study. "

Miriam and Anessa are frowning, either because they don't like being despised by the party members or helped by the hangover.

"It's exactly what the seniors say! Ash! Look at the eyes that hurt a little!"

Sasha also goes out loud in tune. Somehow, the outfield was all the rage, and Bergliff felt left out. Then I felt a little sympathy for Ashcroft.

Anyway, you should not be rude if you attend. When the Bergliff inhales heavily, as usual, he assumes a standing position. Ashcroft also set up. It is a polite posture. You can see that he is quite a user. Regardless of the circumstances, I don't hate to exchange swords with strong enemies. I feel like I'm different from my usual life. Confronting and holding a sword creates a mysterious and quiet feeling. To the bottom of the stillness, I felt something burning.

Ashcroft doesn't seem to have the right time to take a step because of his poor feet. A good swordsman. Berggriff thinks that if such a man were the steward, it would be safe to have Helvetica attacked.

Unexpectedly, Hibari crossed while crying in a shrill voice. Berglyph's eyebrows move. For a moment, Ashcroft stepped deeply and ran toward Bergliff. It is a terrible instantaneous power.

However, Bergglyph also responds. Bend over and set his posture to swing a wooden sword towards Ashcroft, with his right foot forward.

Run. Forward.

But something unexpected happened. The prosthesis digs into the ground, which was more insidious than expected, but only the body tries to move forward. As a result, she looked more like leaning forward than bending down.

"Nuu ...!"

But fortunately or unfortunately, the accidental movement swung Ashcroft's sword. A wooden sword grabbed the top of the falling Bergriff, and the wooden sword that Bergliw swung out with a momentum was hit by Ashcroft's shin. Ashcroft screamed silently and fell to the ground, stumbling over a Bergryph, holding his shins and fainting in agony.

"Guuoooooooooo ..." "A, Ashcroft, were you all right?"

Bergryf got up in a hurry and put his hand on Ashcroft's shoulder. It was covered with mud because it fell on the ground. The struck shin seems to hurt. I was nervous about what Bergryf was doing, and I heard the onlookers cheer.

"Hahahahaha! You're a master! Ash! Did you know your height, you're a fool!" "Sister" "I know, Selenium ..."

Wrong. When Berggriff tried to say that this was an accident, Ashcroft stood up with anger.

"Don't admit! Such a result! Sasha! It's an accident! It's just slipping in the mud and hitting a sword by accident!"

That's right! Bergliff felt like applauding Ashcroft. But Sasha looked at Ashcroft with a disdainful glance.

"Ash ... I'm sorry for the underdog howl ... Would the enemy forgive me on the battlefield and make an excuse like this now? It's invalid because it's an accident now, and Bergliff's swordsmanship is far from the usual way He evaded and attacked at the same time while making it look like he really slipped.

Belgriff calmly talked to Sasha shrugging.

"Sa, Sasha? Now is exactly what Ashcroft says ..." "Luna, the teacher that says to everyone! You don't have to worry about such a man!" "No, no, I'm really." Mm, how merciful …… Despite Ash's many rudeness, he thought that he would n’t crush his face …… The teacher is still a big man …… ”“ Ah, Sasha? … "

Ascroft said with a grumpy face, as Bergryf was grappling at Sasha, who had no ears to hear as usual.

"That ... what ... you're struggling, Belgriff ...?" "Hah ... not as much as you"

When a strange sense of solidarity was born, some people put their hands on Ashcroft's shoulders. Angelin stands with a wide smile.

"... Did you say I was next to Dad?"

Although laughing, the fierce fighting and intimidation that emanates from the whole body made Ashcroft all the rage.

"No, no, that's ..." "I'll deal with you ... Come on ..." "A, Anger ... Because Ashcroft is tired" "Dad"

Angelin smiled.

"Look silently"

Ashcroft screams echoed the morning training ground.