Common Sense of a Warrior

"Mmm..."

If you stand over there, you won't stand over here.

If you stand this way, you won't stand that way.

I stare at the face of the plate, but I can't get a good hand.

Or the exit route has already been turned down.

"... I'll throw it"

As a result, I surrendered clean.

"Brother, you're strong again"

"There are still people who can't win."

In those words I said with a bitter laugh, I think of nature and my uncle, Mr. Romel.

I can't believe even a brother so strong can't put it on his teeth... wondering who the hell that guy is.

"You haven't come to us lately, but are you drinking and walking somewhere again..."

"I don't know. Maybe he's too busy working."

"Work?... Honestly, I can't think of a place where my uncle is eager to work"

I can only remember him drinking all the time.

Above all, the way that that person who feels as free as the wind is working somewhere as a gear for a chamber of commerce and a nation is irrelevant to that person in me.

"People are things I don't know about. Just like you."

"? Does that mean I'm similar to my uncle"

"Even if the directions are different, the roots are the same. … with fierce claws hidden in it"

To your brother's abstract words, I just lean my neck.

"... more. Thank you for your time. It's time for me to go to bed."

Check the clock and take a seat. It's time for a good time.

"Good night"

"Oh, good night"

The next day I practiced voluntarily before the sun rose.

Once you have set your own menu, you eat a meal and work your studies.

... I haven't studied because I'm a tease of military talent, but my father still asked me to learn the least amount of seating as a child of nobility.

If I had time, I'd be out of town. It seems to mean trying to stop my daughter from doing that.

Of course, it seems necessary.

I don't know, Mr. Kreutz, if you're going to face the military, or if you're going out with my Marquis escort, it's because if you go out into the city alone, you haven't figured out what kind of case you're going to stick your neck in...

That's something I can't argue with because I have a priori...

Nevertheless, how about handing over 'study' and just assignments without anyone to master?

I don't know that it's harder to hire a tutor than Merle staying at the Marquis in the name of escorting a young lady.

For that reason, the study has to be done on its own from one to ten.

Fortunately, there is something big and small in the noble mansion that becomes a library room.

If I could find out and learn from it there, I still managed to do the assignment by asking my excellent brother about things that I didn't know in the end.

Yesterday's board games also took place in the stream after you taught me how to study.

As a consideration for teaching study, it was becoming routine lately to refer to a single station.

It's hard for me to say so myself, but I still doubt if I have your brother's opponent.

I feel like I'm just giving you a little arm up for once, thanks to playing board games almost every day. Though that is also the proof that I rely on my brother.

For the record, your father has no idea about the manners of aristocratic women beyond not inviting their children's tutors, so when it comes to salvation that they are exempt from educating manners.

Well, after a day of norm, I'm totally out of hand. Do you keep making a big deal of yourself in the house, or...

Looking out the window thinking about that, there were Marquis Anderson escorts training there.

"Mr. Schrae!

After seeing the sight of training and my body hurt, I was eventually going down to the training ground.

"Oh, Mel!

During a small pause in training, speak to the man who supervises it.

Mr. Schrey, deputy captain of the Anderson Marquis Guard, is familiar with him because he has trained with him at a training ground in Anderson Marquis Territory.

"You're out of time. Is something wrong?

"No, go back to Marquis Anderson. I've been checking the security of the rear."

The guards of the Anderson Marquis family are the formidable warriors your father trained… it is also elite and is therefore also entrusted with policing activities within the Anderson Marquis family.

It means that it plays the same role as the Guard Corps, or the military forces within the King's City.

... I guess they were expected as a deterrent because of the facade they could endure your father's training.

The biggest reason, in particular, seems to be that your father doesn't have much work to do because he doesn't need an escort, and he couldn't suddenly fire them for serving the Anderson Marquis.

"... I see. How are things on the rear?

"It's the same. There's no one fooling around on Gazelle's knees."

"That's good"

"More than that, Mel. You've been around a lot."

"It's raging around, is it?... I don't remember anything in particular..."

Your father's eyes have been glowing lately, making it harder to walk alone in the city.

I rarely even stumble across incidents all over the city like before.

"It's an interesting joke. I've heard all the stories about beating Kreutz to pieces."

"Oh......"

"Holle."

If I had a bitter laugh unexpectedly about Mr. Schrey, I was given a training sword.

"Show me your power now. You crossed Kreutz, too."

Mr. Schrey's eyes, smiling niggardly, were filled with the light of a struggling heart.

Oh, my God, what a belligerent thing.

The boulder, your father, was trained straight away.

"Wow, you look great."

I was thinking about that, and Mr. Schrey laughed and said so.

"... face?

I tilted my neck at what was pointed out, and I touched my face with Petapeta to see if something was attached, and I realized that my mouth angle was up.

Apparently, without knowing it, I was laughing.

Can't you tell me about people?

I also imagine fighting against Mr. Schrey because I'm in a good mood.

"... well, ask me all the time"

"... battle!

That's how I ran out.

While running, I grind my nerves and read Mr. Schrey's movements.

Moment after moment, the sword approached me with tremendous speed.

I'll take that with my sword.

"... heh"

Mr. Schrey laughed niggly.

"I didn't know it would be easy to stop... right!

With that said, Mr. Schrey moves out again.

I waved the same sword by reading the muscles of the sword with the tricks, gaze, and his casual movements that move my arms.

"Ouch. You're getting stronger again, aren't you?

On the way, Mr. Schrey talks at a distance.

"Mr. Schrae."

I moved out again with that answer.

"Ugh......!

Continue meeting several times.

Mr. Schrey's reaction was quick, I got it...! Even so, it doesn't make a decision.

If you step too far in reverse, you get a strong blow.

...... I laughed again with such an exchange.

It's fun. This critical attack.

There's this situation where if you misreact to a blow, a blow, you lose.

And with that, tension and excitement make me feel raw.

But such fun moments come to an end.

I put my sword around my neck when I played Mr. Schrey's sword.

"... here we go"

"Thank you"

To Mr. Schrey's words, I take my sword off his neck.

"No... really, you're stronger. I thought I gave you a lot of arms... but not yet."

"I can't believe I haven't... I've been in danger a few times."

"Come on.... Oh, I'll have to train again when I get home"

"... what are you talking about, Mr. Schrey?

"... to?

To my inquiry, Mr. Schrey solidified.

"We still have time until the sun goes down. Be sure to continue your training."

"Yes, no, no... Holla, I have to report to the General!

"The Lord won't be back till dusk, will he? Or do you have any other work to do?

"That's not..."

"Then let's train, shall we?

With Nicole laughing and saying so, Mr. Schrey took the sword with the same grin he gave up.

Then after several meetings with Mr. Schrey, he trained me and some Marquis Anderson escorts in a one-to-many battle: face-to-face.

Instead of focusing only on one enemy, the training is to be able to read the air of the field and constantly ask around how those around you move.

The face of the Anderson Marquis family is the ones who have been watching me ever since I started training, so they don't hesitate to accompany and advise me on training.

That's what makes me ticklish and happy.

Compared to that, the facades in Wang Du's training treat me equally.

... It would be a big deal that Mr. Kreutz, who is also in the lead among the facades of the military participating in the training, is.

The face of the Anderson Marquis Guard also still responds to Mr. Kreutz in a place where the face of the military and the face of the Knights are together.

That would be a consideration that I can't be licked in an environment where replacements are fierce and never just favored adults.

He is also proud to treat me as a single person in severe exposure, but vice versa.

Training with the Marquis Anderson escorts is as if he had gone home… lazily movable, whereas training in the King's Capital always feels like a tense workplace.

Well, I've never actually done my job, so I'm talking about an imagination that somehow feels that way.

It's not that it's better, it's that both are necessary for me to grow.

"Ah, Mr. Kreutz!

I spoke to Mr. Kreutz, who had a glimpse of his face.

"Ah, Mel.... I did it flashy again."

Dead bodies all around me...... Looking at the falling escorts face to face, Mr. Kreutz laughs bitterly.

…… Mr. Kreutz, why are you here today? My lord hasn't returned yet. "

I also inquired with a similar laugh at Mr. Kreutz's reaction.

"Oh, seriously... Then you misplaced it. Well, okay. We've come a long way, so we'll talk about it."

"Hey, Kreutz."

"Oh, shrey. You were coming this way."

Mr. Schrey is back and speaking to Mr. Kreutz.

In addition to the fact that they are the same age, there are many opportunities for Mr. Kreutz to face each other because he also participates in private training for the Anderson Marquis family quite often, and you think he is totally intent on doing so?

"... how it was earlier. So you came home and Mel destroyed you early"

"Uh... sort of. As you can see. I wondered how much you grew because you wanted to lose... well, it was brilliant."

"I guess."

"Forget that...... hey Kreutz. Are you free after this?

"Hmm? Oh, sort of. I just finished taking over."

"Well, let's go have a drink at night. It's been a long time since you've been in King's Landing. Stay with me."

"Uh... ma, good. If that's the case, why don't you call me and have a drink with you because it's time for me to finish my work, too?"

"Oh, let's do that"

"... what about Mel?

From the conversation between the two of them, suddenly Mr. Kreutz talks to me.

"Are you sure you want to go?

"Oh, of course. Let's celebrate the visit to the capital of the king of Schleigh."

"Yes! Thank you"