Common Sense of a Warrior

When I get home, I change into my training clothes and participate in the training.

Of course, we will teach Anna and Enaline, which has become routine here recently.

"... then, Mr. Mel. Best regards,"

Just after instruction for both of us, Mr. Abel came up to the training ground.

The soft and friendly atmosphere and the well-to-do grin do not make the person with the sword feel the unique sharpness.

Feeling good, brother, etc.

In fact, he is adored by all the seniors in this training ground, and Anna and Enaline, who shouldn't have much contact, apparently had a good relationship with him.

"Yeah, welcome."

But I laugh from the inside that I should not be caught off guard in the battle because I am fooled by it.

Because his power is probably jumping through two or three rather than one head.

When he stood in the front, I laid my sword.

He, too, lays down his sword silently.

Until earlier the soft atmosphere was foggy and instead the gaze sharpened.

Don't move with each other for a little while and ask them how to get out for a while.

Jiri... the sound came into my ear when I moved my leg slightly.

Moments, I move out.

At the same time, he was moving.

Gakin...... and the sword and sword intersect.

It was fun to follow and I felt the corner of my mouth go up, but the look on his face I could see over the sword was similarly grinning again.

Forced not to maintain that posture, I withdrew with my sword.

They also ask each other how to get out so that they don't miss a gap for a moment.

... Our struggle is never funny from around.

Because there are no flashy stands, and swords are not often crossed.

The moment he moved, as he responded to it...... on the contrary, I also moved to give him a counter-attack to exploit that attack.

We met a few times, saw it as unfavourable, and now he pulls himself back.

"... stop, stop"

After repeating it several times, it was stopped by Mr Kreutz.

"Hola, it's time for the end. Get ready to withdraw."

Having stopped moving with Mr. Kreutz's voice, we give each other a bitter smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Mel."

"Welcome, thank you. Mr. Abel."

We were each wiping our sweats with a towel as we got off the training ground.

"Speaking of which, how long will Mr. Abel be in Division I? You did belong for a limited time, didn't you?

"Uh... that's actually the end of the apprenticeship period. So I guess I should refrain from participating in this training..."

He smiles bitterly as he cheeks.

"You were all inviting me to join you so you wouldn't blunt because you lifted your arms. I don't come here often because of my original work, but I'm here to participate as much as I can because of the opportunity I've had."

I'm afraid you overrated me, I laughed and said.

When I treat you like this, it really feels like you're just a good brother... but I also laugh that it's not what it really is when you're fighting.

"Originally, this training is meant to be open to everyone… If you all acknowledge it, you won't find it attractive. But even so, you said you were busy with your original job... isn't it tough?

"No, that's not true. If your current department stays busy, you'll be free to do the rest."

"Oh, really? Even the same National Army is very different from department to department."

"Yes, it is."

If you look around, you are starting to follow the training ground little by little from those who have finished their return schedule.

The fewer people I felt, the cooler the air became too hot by training.

Folding the towel that was wiping the sweat properly, he turns his gaze to Mr. Abel again.

"When it sounds like shit, don't make a sound. I'll be well trained by then."

"Yeah, of course. … If Mel is to be trained, I must encourage self-training so that I can't make any more difference."

"Well, be modest. … Now it's time for me to excuse myself"

"Yes, I'll see you in my next training"

And I left Mr. Abel behind the scene with Anna and Enaline.