Chronicles of an Aristocrat Reborn in Another World – the Apostle of the Gods Who Know No Self-Restraint

"There's a training ground here. That's good."

The Randalls took a breath and headed for what appears to be a training ground next to the Mansion, where Cain and the others headed.

Hagnes walks beside Cain with an anxious expression.

"Master Cain, are you okay? Lord Randall has some of the best abilities in this country....."

"Don't worry. It'll be over soon."

Cain followed Randall with a smile.

There, dozens of beasts were training with mock swords. The sound of swords hitting each other is echoing through the training ground.

The Randall-noticed Beast soldiers stopped training and sent their sights to the Randall when they stopped the simulation.

"Sorry about the training. From now on, we will have a mock battle between me and the messenger of the Kingdom of Esford. Open the center."

Soldiers with expressions of anticipation of random words approached the corner.

The soldiers were also discussing the conjecture of the situation in a whisper as to whether random mock fights were unusual.

"Don't look at Randall's training for a long time. Is it a human race... and you're still a child? This is one-sided."

"Sure, that kid is pathetic... You must have done something to Randall-san...."

Cain and Randall stand facing each other in an open space.

Randall threw one of the two simulated swords at Cain.

The received caine grips the pattern and shakes gently to confirm the feeling.

"Yeah, there's no problem. Well... I don't have to."

Cain threw away the sword he had received.

What is it?

"Hey, what's going on? We're going to have a mock fight....."

The soldiers around me also questioned Cain's actions. But Cain looked at the random without breaking his smile.

"I don't need a sword for a mock fight. This is all I need."

He pointed his right hand forward and pointed his index finger.

"What...? No matter how aristocratic you are in other countries, don't fool me enough for free."

"Yes, of course. I... no, to be recognized, I just need you to verify my power and understand."

Cain has an Outsider status. If you're serious, you can destroy the capital with a single magic shot. But all Kane needs now is the power to convince the Beast.

You can't help it if you show the same power as Randall. I was going to show overwhelming force and go to the front.

"Don't cry later. Even though it's a simulated sword, it breaks bones as easily as it hits. With my help, you could die."

"... that's okay, let's get started."

Cain points his right finger at the bending randal.

Randall held his sword, and ran through a distance of ten meters at once, and shook it away by the side.

But there's no Cain in front of us anymore.

The impatient randal looked left and right, but could not find Cain.

"This way."

Cain turns behind the Randall with an overwhelming stat.

Cain bent over with a sword swinging around and jumped gently into the Randall's pocket, releasing the decoupling from the ring made with his index finger and thumb to the Randall's forehead.

With just one shot, Randall blew behind him.

After flying for a few meters, he finally stopped near the soldiers who were rolling around.

………………

Soldiers who were watching the battle around were stunned by unimaginable results.

Cain slowly headed for the randal and crouched right beside him, applying healing magic to the unconscious randal.

The red and swollen forehead immediately disappeared and the random slowly opened his eyes as he groaned.

Cain crouched down with a smile in front of her random gaze.

"... is this a dream...?

"No, this is my strength. Do you understand?

"... ahh"

Cain slowly stood up and raised his right hand toward the random.

With a smile on his face, Cain and Randall stood up with a bitter smile.

Everyone who was watching the game around was quiet to an unexpected development, but Randall looked at everyone and raised his right fist high.

"I am the helper from the kingdom of Esfort who came to the kingdom of the Kermeth Beast. You'll see how strong the reinforcements are. We're going to beat them back in the Byzantine Empire!

"" "" "Ooh!!!

"Thank you again, Silford Border Count. I'm sorry for the rudeness."

Cain nodded lightly, loosening her cheeks, pleased that Randall had acknowledged his strength over slowly lowering her head.

"Welcome. I'm not sure about this country, so thank you again."

When Cain raised his right hand, Randall shook his hand to wrap it up with his big hands.

The soldiers who were watching were about to cheer loudly.

I went to the reception room and talked gently about where the harsh atmosphere had gone.

The lords Gandall and Hagnes were also watching Cain and Randall interactions, so they seemed reassured.

"I will leave this city for King's Landing tomorrow."

"... that's it, can I come with you? No, I want to help too."

As the son of the lord of the city, Randall needed to defend the port town and had not been in the battle before, but he was convinced that Randall, who had confirmed Cain's strength, would not be attacked to this city.