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

The floor of the training room is soil. However, many adventurers just stepped on this, and were strong and had a strong feeling when they stepped on.

Bergryf checked the feel of the ground several times on the soles of his left foot and gripped the handle of his sword. When I was active, I remember using the training room here several times. If you wish, you can get the basics of adventure and battle for a small fee. When I run out, I remember that I managed to spend a little money and get desperately trying to acquire skills. I don't know if it helped now. Still, I think I was working hard at that time. Did you feel like you were young when you were taught by Graham in Tornella? I think we worked hard, at least. At the end of her age, she thought she was a little calm, but Bergliff grinned and closed her eyes.

Inhale slowly and exhale slowly. When inhaling, inhale the earth's energy from the soles of your feet. When exhaling, lower the energy of the sky from the top of your head. Each time, my magical power swirled in my body, and there was a feeling that my right prosthesis, which was supposed to be inorganic, also had blood.

Cheborg, standing opposite, looks interesting.

"Hey, you're visibly raising your sword spirit! It's fun!"

With a laugh, Cheborg met with his fist in front of his body. And the magical power exploded and stroked the training hall like the wind. Dust flutters and shakes the hair of the nearby horses gathered around.

Bergryf felt his back spinning. Not fear. A delight that can be seen as a strong enemy. Even though I thought I was a peasant after returning to Tornella, I can still feel such joy.

"Isn't it skillful or ...?"

Berggriff smiled and drew his sword. The sharpened and sharpened steel sword appeared to be thin and flickering. Dortos nodded and raised his spear.

"Are you ready?"

Dortos quickly swung down his spear. At the same time, Cheborg kicks the ground. The distance has been reduced with intense momentum that seems to be a blast.

"Take it all!"

Cheborg put out a fist like a cannon. It pierces the air and makes noise. Bergliff quickly raised his sword and picked it up. Step forward with your right foot and place your left foot firmly on the ground. The sword and fist collided. Both magical powers collide and erupt. The Bergryph connected a line of magic from his sword to his left toe. The impact of Cheborg's fist is transmitted to the magic and escapes from the soles to the ground. The floor of the training room shook greatly. The crowd roars. Cheborg smiled happily.

"Oh! I'll take it straight from you, don't do it!" "Not yet ...!"

Bergliff frowns at the numb arm. With more skill, it is possible to completely release the shock. I managed to catch it, but Cheborg's fist was so intense that I couldn't get enough of the shock to squeeze. Receiving from the front seems a bit unreasonable.

Kick the left foot, rotate around the prosthesis and pour Cheborg backward. Cheborg, falling down in front of him, reached for a light turn with his hand on the ground.

"I'm not really Anger's father! How about this guy!"

At the same time, Cheborg launched his fist. A magical tattoo engraved on the arm shines and a shock wave attacks. Berglyph fired a sharp, sharp slash with a sword with magic. The shock wave collides with the magical power of the sword and bursts off, blowing into the training room as wind.

It's also a frightening partner to think about things. The upper class is also higher. Rather, he is a partner who has to get out of hand. Berglyf lifted his spears. It seems like blood is flowing. I was surprised at how long I was able to meet S-rank adventurers. Is it the result of special training with Graham? If it weren't there, he might not even have been able to take the first shot.

Anyway, thoughts dull the sword flash. Bergliff regained his sword and received and parryed the Cheborg's fist assaulting with minimal movement. In the meantime, I will ask for a counterattack, but I can't afford to attack from here. As expected, it is an S-rank adventurer. But even that felt comfortable. Now I wanted to leave myself to the excitement of this battle.

The battle between Cheborg, who was fiercely attacking, and Bergliff, who fought with the opponent's movement, was intense, but Bergliff finally struck his knees. It was no good after breathing was disturbed by nervousness and fatigue. There were plenty of times when I was just crazy and away from my magic.

Not yet, says Bergliff. No, should we be glad to be able to stand up to the legendary adventurer? At least, he seems to have enough skills to be active. I'm not going to return to adventure, but I'm glad I've been living with my sword and haven't been defeated by a superior opponent.

"... Don't be arrogant, because I haven't been able to leave this power."

He muttered small. If you soar by stepping into an area that you never imagined, you will be taken off unexpectedly. The battle against Cheborg seemed to be equal, but his opponent was not up. Angelin, who is on par with the old soldier as an S-rank adventurer, is ahead of her. Did she come to the point where she could see her back?

I have to adapt this sword technique to my body more. Then you should be able to see the scenery a little further.

"To a different place?"

I remembered the silver hair of an elf girl. Bergliff stood a long breath and stood in his sword.

Cheborg happily walked in and knocked on Bergriff's shoulder.

"I'm so grateful! I didn't really enjoy the swordsmanship of" Akaoni "! There aren't many guys who can talk to each other so far! "

Dortos approaches.

"It's stunning. At last it seemed to move, but I was surprised that I could fight so far with minimal movement. But it's a defensive sword. It seems different from Anger's sword Huh ... "

Bergliff laughed, holding his breath out of breath.

"I only taught him the basics. I guess he would have worn his own sword in these days." "Hmm ... but much inspired by your sword No, it's no wonder that all this skill was buried in a frontier like Tornella ... Is the sword my way? "" Yes. But recently I met a good teacher. Honestly, I thought that my sword had already stopped, but it seems that I can still see a little ahead. "

With that in mind, Dortos and Cheborg were very surprised when Berggriff named Graham.

"Hey, did you learn the sword from" Paladin "? Ghahahaha! This guy is not strong!" "Is he still alive ...? "That's Cheborg!" "Gahahaha! It's a good memory that I was twisted without a hand if I ordered it!"

Graham was a generation more than one year older than the retired men. Berggryph was impressed by the mysterious connection between the times. Cheborg put his arm on Bergriff's shoulder.

"Don't drink alcohol and let me hear a lot of stories! I'll give you grace!" "Um. I'll have you rest today. I'll have you in perfect condition tomorrow with you." Haha, be gentle ... Shal, Byak, come. "

Bergriff called and Charlotte rushed in as if he were excited.

"Awesome! Dad, you're really strong! I'm surprised!" "I just borrowed Cheborg's chest ..."

Bjach sighed with his untidy face and his arms crossed.

"I thought that stupid girl was just exaggerating ... but is it real?"

Around here, wild horse adventurers are making a fuss.

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After dinner, Angelin was prone on his bed. Nobles thought it was hard to be so tired just to bow and walk.

"... I'm glad I was an adventurer."

He muttered and fell on his back. The decoration of the ceiling is glittering. The sun is dying beyond the window. With the ball set tomorrow, this room was weird, although the inside of the mansion was busy with preparations and entertaining guests. The atmosphere is somewhat lonely due to the fatigue of my body.

There is no sign that Lee Zerotte is coming with another customer today. Gilmeña was also out to confirm the situation. I'm full, but I still don't want to sleep. It seems that people are walking up and down the hallway behind one wall. It seemed extra lonely that the noise was small.

"... until tomorrow."

Angelin rose up and went to the sofa. Pick up the sugar candy placed on the table and put it on your cheek. It's not the big grain of the Orphen, but rather the one that melts as soon as you put it in your mouth. These places are casually high-end.

Angelin thought that aristocrats were very boring. In fact, there may be a lot of busy things, but that was not imaginable for Angelin. Still, the quality is completely different from the busy time of adventurers holding swords, fighting monsters, dive into dungeons, plowing fields with Tornella, spinning wool, chopping wood. Would.

"I prefer that one ..."

Angeline stood up, as it was better to move. I wanted to take a walk. There's nothing to do and everyone is busy moving around. Angeline can't be blamed if he's hungry. He was caught by Fernando in the daytime and was not rested when he and his brothers were likely to have a habit. This time, let's hang around alone. After all, there is no chance to walk in the residence of the Grand Duchy anymore.

When I left the room, maids and servants were coming and going. Some people seemed to be nobles with it. The ball is also a social occasion. The aristocrats are very important to their connections, and the aristocratic nobles are already struggling with souvenirs to create powerful neighbors.

Having practiced hard, there was no hindrance to walking. Originally, Angelin swallows faster. However, walking gently was quite unfamiliar and it took time. It's worth the practice in the afternoon, and now I can walk safely. If you look around without your attention, the Prince's mansion is so gorgeous. When I first came, I was overwhelmed and uncomfortable, but now I'm used to seeing the decorations and crafts.

However, Angeline's feet were unknowingly turned toward the back of the mansion. The backside of the mansion, which used to be a stone formerly used as a fort, had a poorly colored ruggedness, unlike the glitteringly decorated table.

"... I hope this kind of person calms down."

He stepped into the cobbled corridor and looked into the noisy kitchen. Lots of cooks were sloppy, and the sounds of the cooking utensils and plates touching each other echoed all the time, and the steam from the pot and the smoke from the furnace were already trapped, and I couldn't understand it. But the noise was far from the nobility, and I felt calm.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry for the side!"

The caterer, panicking, lifted a large tray and passed by Angelin. Angelin turned his heels off, saying he was busy, and a chef-aged man called out uneasy.

"The young lady ... coming to a place like this is something you don't like ..."

Apparently, she thought Angelin was dressed up as a noble daughter. Angelin shook his head in a hurry.

"No, um ... thank you for the delicious food." "...? To say that?" "Oh, well ..."

As Angeline vaguely muddled the word, the cook bowed with an inspiring look. Then he turns and yells at the kitchen.

"Everybody! The lady of the aristocracy has come to work! Thank you!"

The working people stop and drop their heads. Angeline was upset.

"Ah, that, I'm busy, don't worry ... I'm sorry."

Not heard of him being stopped, Angeline quickly left the kitchen. It made me feel strange that I looked like a nobleman.

Instead of going anywhere, I walked a bit and walked out to where I came last night, apparently following a familiar road without knowing it. You can see the stairs that seem to descend into the dungeon that met Kasim.

"... Is that person still there?"

Angeline asked around. The mansion seemed busy, but no one seemed to be here. Go down the stairs. Every time the pointed shoe heel hit the stone steps, there was a squeal. As it descended, it seemed to bounce off walls and ceilings and grow larger.

As we descended, the light of the torch was still shaky. The grate is shimmering in the cool air. However, there is no man who is supposed to be over there. Rusted shackles are just rolling out of the wall.

"... where did you go?"

Angelin stood in front of the bar for a while, but shrugged and turned over. As we walked up to the corridor, it was clear that the dungeon was cold. I think that it may be cool in summer, and think that it is crazy.

"... return?"

He didn't leave the room to meet Kassim separately, but when he couldn't meet him, he seemed unlikely to have to go to another mansion.

"I don't really have to talk about it ..."

Angeline muttered. Still, Casim was a strangely concerned man.

"Is this ... love?"

Angelin grinned, perhaps not. At that time, there was a noise of armor from the other side of the hallway. At a glance, François, with a group of soldiers, walked. François squinted at Angelin.

"Oh hey ... one kid. What are you doing here?" "... I'm lost. Look, it's wide ..."

François spilled a sneering and ridiculous laugh at Angeline's stinging words.

"Let's do that." "Huh ..."

Angelin bowed and tried to leave, but unfortunately, soldiers were standing at both ends of the hallway. He looks at Angelin with sharp eyes as if he were a soldier with a short blond hair. Francois opened his mouth.

"Sorry, this isn't something to look at the lady for such discipline."

The captain bowed his head. Angelin thought he could win even if he came all at once. I don't have any weapons, but nothing much. François laughed at Angelin, who was impatiently prepared.

"Don't be alarmed. I don't think you can fight and win." "... Is it for anything?" "Well? I didn't come to see me.

François put his hand on Angeline's shoulder.

"I think you'll be called by your stupid brother and be annoying."

It's a friendly voice. But there was a sound that could not be forgiven. Angeline was driven by an urge to get rid of her hand, but managed to endure. Look back with sharp eyes and speak back in a low voice.

"... Sorry for the concern. But it will be over tomorrow." "House……"

François' strength was strong. Angelin immediately grabbed his wrist and pulled it off his shoulder. Soldiers hand on sword handle. But François raised his hand and won.

"It's true. S-rank adventurers are different."

Angelin let go of the Buddha. François waved his hand.

"... I don't know what I'm going to do, but I'm not going to be angry."

François grinned laughing.

"The concubine is a bit of a spicy thing. It's a protruding part of the house .... Do you understand? The adventurers are protruding out of the world." "No .... It's annoying if we are together." "Yes. It's an elite when it comes to S rank, and it's not the same as the woodiest adventurers.

François smiled with a terrible smile and looked into Angelin's face. Angelin narrowed her eyes and glanced back. François laughed with satisfaction.

"Fufufufu ... I've prepared an entertainment for you. I hope you're looking forward to tomorrow's ball."

Francois turned his heels. The soldiers quickly correct their posture, and so on. Eventually, when their footsteps were completely lost, Angelin sighed loudly.

"Awful eight ..."

Angelin was tired and walked out. I wonder what entertainment is. It shouldn't be that a band or street performer is coming for Angelin. It's an entertainment that isn't a record anyway, but it doesn't matter how many such soldiers you have, even if you're going to hit them. No matter how far you come from, you can return. Excuse will be made if it is legitimate defense.

Even so, François has no idea. Fernando was also standing out with a soft outing, but he was careless. The Grand Duchy is the worst thing to do.

"I don't want to ... fight between nobles."

I was walking while muttering, and when I looked up, it was a place I didn't know.

"... I'm gone. I'm lost."

Angeline put his hand on the forehead, what I did. The pace must not be disturbed after coming here. Look around around. It seems that he has already returned to the front, and there are ornaments such as a ceiling with beautiful decoration and a vase. The back side has some atmosphere depending on the application, so it can be understood somehow, but the table is all brilliant and indistinguishable. Anyway, once I went there, it looked like I had never been.

Angelin's arms were crossed, and there was a sign that someone was approaching quickly.

"This is a beautiful lady. What did you do in this place?"

Angelin squirted looking at the person who came. Villars stood with a wide smile.

"No, it's almost over at night. Even though it's inside the mansion, I'm not impressed that a beautiful person like you is walking alone. No, that ... "" What are you going to refrain from? I'm Villar, Villar Estgal. Do you know? Hahaha? "

Angelin finally burst and shook his shoulders. I couldn't help but stop laughing. Villar opens her mouth.

"Oh, young lady? Did you have anything on my face?" "Kukuku! That's because-hey! You didn't really notice?" "Huh?"

Villar looked at Angelin with a suspicious face, but glanced open.

"Oh, oh, oh! Oh, you! That adventurer!" "Kuh ... How to persuade an adventurer ... a boring person, right?" Wrong!"

Villar shouted at the servants behind him in words he couldn't understand. He turns his face red and whispers something, but he has no idea what he is saying.

"I'm not! I didn't make a mistake or try to make fun of me a bit ... no, not really ... ah, already!"

Villar turned his face red and pointed to Angelin.

"I guess you shouldn't be too beautiful!"

Leaving a strange abandoned dialogue, Villar left with his shoulders upset. The servants smile and follow. Angelin was unable to stop laughing for a while and was hungry alone, but finally stopped and took a deep breath.

"Oh ... no, he's ... kuku"

There is no match for Fernando or François. If you're so stupid, you'll even feel like you're back.

"Well, I hate it."

I muttered and was surprised.

"Okay ... I just wanted to ask where the room was."