Common Sense of a Duke’s Daughter

gossip: Night club begins, a while ago

"... ahhh. Why don't you just leave us alone?"

Lyle, next to me, who accidentally sucks, was frowning at my words.

"You won't have a choice, Dida. Master, just do me a favor."

"That said, today's training has nothing to do with us, right?

Today's training refers to simulated combat between the military and the Knights. Each delegate competes for victory and loss. Even though we had nothing to do with it, Master Gazelle forced me out. I wanted to follow you because your daughter is attending Baron Messy's night club today. Well, Baron Messy's house wouldn't worry about the guard, and the lady has a guard trained by us and our master. I have Tanya on me if I have to.... I'm not the only one who's been wondering where Tanya's going lately.

That's a horn, and if you're in a sweaty place full of bastards, which way do you want to go?

"It doesn't matter, but it's good to know for yourself how powerful the Knights and the military are. Don't waste corner opportunities."

"That's good, but no. You didn't have to call me anything this time, did you? No doubt it's uncomfortable."

This simulation is called Gas Drain. The Knights and the Army are not close. The military is looking down against the Knights, "You don't know the actual battle," and the Knights are looking down with the Knights, "The guy with no head who just moves his body”. From me, it's both of them. For this reason, we sometimes play simulated battles in conjunction with interactions.

That, and this, seems to have come true because there are masters admired both by the Knights and by the military. As a master, he would want to go to Baron Messy's nightclub, which was his own belly-hearted subordinate, but he would join us crying because he couldn't leave us alone to see the bimyotic relationship between the current military and the Knights. Baron Messy is a baron, and he said he had some important assignment and that he couldn't stay in the King's Capital any longer, so he only had a planned night club today.

I sympathize with my overlapping master, but I truly hope he doesn't get us involved.

You mean, you just want me to watch a mock fight between the military and the Knights? You look bored.

At the training ground on the side of the royal castle, the knights and the men of the army had already gathered. I don't know, Master, you're not here yet.

The unrelated fact that we're here makes both the military and the Knights look at us suspiciously.... Oh, go home.

"Oh, are you guys here?"

From behind, the master came. The moment the master arrives, everyone turns to the master. Master, you're a boulder.

"General Gazelle. Excuse me, but they..."

"He's my apprentice. I called you because I stayed in the King's Landing."

"Apprentice of General Gazelle......"

A different gaze can be directed at us in the words of the Master. Challenging... no, what kind of gaze is that? Master is a popular guy. Well, he doesn't stop wanting to be trained by his master, but that's why he doesn't get a chance to take personal lessons. So I guess this is why they come looking at me like this.

"Let's get started. Knights Lord."

"Yes, I can borrow your breasts, General Gazelle."

Knights Leader... Are you sure it's Druna Cataveria? Hmm, you mean this guy's son went to the same school as your daughter.

From there, a one-on-one match begins. Each was just a selection of guys and the game looked good inside.

The strength of the military and the Knights is five fifths. However, even though they were selected by the Knights, who were a few elites, I was surprised inside that the army guys were eating them.

Four out at a time, the last game next. From the Knights came the son of the Knights Commander. And one also comes out of the military.

"Will you give me a minute!

In the air where the game is about to start now, the master smashes it off.

"Can you make this game 2-for-2?

"Two against two......?

Everyone was skipping the right mark on what the master had said.

"Yes! There's something going on in the final game. Can you fight my apprentice here?

The sudden conversation came around, and I was like, "What?" Neighbor Lyle was expecting it, or is it just frightening or not expressionless.

"General Gazelle's Apprentice... That sounds interesting"

Surprisingly, the guy from the military just got on board. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Right now, we're battling each other with two wins and two losses. The audience, too, don't raise the roar of excitement.

The Knights Commander of the Pledge of Request and his son also expressed their consent.... Oh, I've been cut off.

"... Let's go, Dida"

"Yes, sir."

Lyle gets up quietly and climbs into the arena. And I had no choice but to follow.