Continental Hero Senki

"Don't stand like a woman. It's disgusting! Right foot angle too high! That's not crab crotch!

"Oh, uh, Mr. Sarah? Just a little more."

"Don't whisper!

Sarah punches me with a practice wooden sword in my hand every time (and every time) I make a mistake.

If that's all you have to do, you're still a good one, and occasionally the fireball flies. Scary.

If I take my clothes off now, my body will be covered in moles. Should I think that the fact that it's not a metal sword is still gentle?

"Damn, you can't beat the Miscellaneous Soldiers there. Really, you're poor."

Grunt. You said it was a lingering class in war history and tactics... All right, I've made up my mind.

Tomorrow's study group on tactics is unmitigated. Do you want to take a whip with you?

"Well fine. Take a 15-minute break. When you're done, you'll be practicing basic shapes again."

I finally got a break, it was about an hour of training, but I feel like it's only been about 10 minutes physically.

And I have muscle aches everywhere as early as possible. I don't know if you could give me 15 minutes off.

"... so what are you doing now"

Me and Sarah were resting in gym seats at the edge of the squad yard. next to each other. What is it... what is this high chest beep...? Could it be heart failure!?

There's no way. I'm nervous. Mr. Sarah, it's close.

"What, you've decided. Auditorium"

"No, that's not what I meant. What's the mould for this?

I've been teaching Mitch basic types since just now, but what the hell is the use of this?

No, I know the basics are important... but I feel there are a lot of somewhat old-fashioned structures. I can't say anything because I don't know swordsmanship.

"Oh, that's what I mean.... Didn't I tell you?

"For now, I'm not listening."

Same thing I didn't say because I didn't hear it.

"Now I'm practicing shapes that can be used in one-on-one duels by swords."

... How old-fashioned. I literally looked like I couldn't keep my open mouth shut.

"Well, I know what you're trying to say. There's no such thing as a duel on the actual battlefield, so you're saying it's pointless."

You know very well. A lot is over when the commander is dueling on the battlefield.

"But it's no problem. Trust me."

"I'd appreciate it if you could explain it to me before I believe it..."

Well, I believe you. He said he didn't do anything wrong.

"Explain... yeah, explain... I don't like explanations..."

"I know. It's okay, I'll translate it."

"Translation is... well fine. Good luck explaining."

I'll do my best to translate it too. By the way, the word "translation" is almost dead because other languages besides imperial language have died on this continent.

"Well, what we're doing is practicing duel."

"What about that heart?

"The final exam of swordsmanship is the duel."

Hmm. I see.

The midterm exam was about to show the mould and match lightly with the teacher.

"Pass if you can get one in a duel?

"Well. Even if you can't get one, if you have a foundation, you can get 60 points or more."

I see. Practice for that?

"So. I have three dueling opponents for my exams at the end of the second half of the fifth grade."

Sword Soldiers, is a subject that is set up in this cadet school. In two years, students can choose whatever they want.

As for the details later, we are now talking about graduation exams.

"Three? One as a teacher and two more?

"One is a drunk teacher"

... Huh?

"Are you kidding me?

"I hate to lie."

Does that mean it's true? Oh, seriously? If you were born, would you like it so much that you want to drink alcohol during exams? I wonder if it's an addiction or something.

Yes, there's an explanation! I'll just sue you with my eyes.

"You don't have to come all that way to tell me... Well, I'm sure drunk enough to recreate enemy soldiers who are standing on the battlefield and getting excited and losing sight of things."

"Hmm? I mean?

"Humans, few people can stay sane on the battlefield. Especially the conscripted peasants."

"You mean the test of losing that sanity and defeating a soldier in a state of confusion?

"That sort of thing. The confused soldier is on one side of the attack and storms without fear of death. Your father said that you can only become a first-rate swordsman if you work with someone like that..."

"By the way, was your father a first-rate swordsman?

"As a father, I was second class."

Is that right?

Sarah coughed up if her throat was tired. I feel like I've never seen her talk for so long if I recall.

And the content is serious. Is this really Sarah? I wouldn't be surprised if it was just someone else inside.

"So, what's the third examiner of the period?

"Death row."

... Yes?

"Kill those on death row."

Huh?

"Oh, hey, uh, what? Really?"

"I told you. I hate jokes."

... What is it, there is no clapping?

"I was surprised when I first heard that, too. But I was convinced right away."

"Why?"

"'Cause this is cadet school? It's a killer training agency, isn't it?

I think the killer training agency has a story to say... but I know what I'm trying to say.

"When we graduate, we become military personnel. Stand on the battlefield as commander. At that time, it is unacceptable to hesitate to kill enemy soldiers. Because you might let your men die."

It is the task of the Commander to return one or more of his men to their homeland alive. That's why he said we shouldn't hesitate.

And in the army, it is the swordsmen who kill people directly with their own hands, often in front of them.

"Of course, not many students actually kill death row inmates in this exam. Most students cannot be killed out of the blame of conscience. Even if the other person is a death row inmate of a very bad person. 'Cause it's just people who've never killed anyone before."

Her tone was very calm but at the same time made her feel uncut. I don't know what's sad right now.

"If I didn't kill you, what would happen?

"It doesn't matter. The third examiner is a textbook as well as an examiner. This is mental training."

I didn't think actually killing a death row inmate would be a mental workout.

But the kind of guy who can't stand killing people here and gets mentally ill is useless on the battlefield.

I mean, I guess that's what it is.

"I will advance to the Sword Soldier Family."

……

I know. That's what I've heard so many times before.

But now I couldn't support it.

"What will Yuzef do?

I'm going to Tactical Studies.

But I couldn't tell you.

This is what I said instead.

"I'll try my best not to let Sarah die."

False. If I was listening to the current graduation exam, I wouldn't be able to say what I thought.

But this is for real. He's a cheat hero. What? I went into cadet school without looking at reality. I didn't think I could do that, but this is how I made friends now.

Then I'll do my best for those few friends.... Friends, right? You're not the only one who thinks I'm wrong, are you? It's all right, isn't it?

"... yes"

She took her gaze off me and looked at the front.

I saw the direction of the sun about to set on the horizon.

Then she stood up and walked out. And turn to me again,

"Thanks."

Laughing, I said that.

"... it's been 15 minutes! Let's get back to the archery! How long are you gonna be a loser?

As soon as she did, she became Sarah as usual.

A little more aftertaste...

"Look, stand up! Stand up."

"Yes, sir."

"Yes, in one go! And keep your voice down!

"Yes!"

For now, let's make an effort to protect her.