Even Though I’m a Former Noble and a Single Mother, My Daughters Are Too Cute and Working as an Adventurer Isn’t Too Much of a Hassle

"Whatever the motive, there are so many soldiers who also want strength. Dragon King's Killer Sword, I'd love you to help me cultivate backwards. How about that?

The word crap...... passes in Shirley's head.

I don't understand what you're trying to say, but now I'm coming to this royal castle as an escort from the Alliance of Adventurers.

Plus, Hilda, the situation where Sophie and Tio are nearby with just a wish, an unmatched request for anomaly and prudence and attention. I don't intend to split up as much leeway as I put on such a thing.

"" … J ""

So I want you to stop looking at me like you expect.

(I do want to show you a good place, but this time it is a matter...!

I'm glad you're proud of your mother's strength and want to see it in a visible way. With that in mind, Shirley faces Glorious as she pretends not to notice Sophie and Tio's gaze, which is strangely glowing.

Looking back now, for the third time in the last few days, I had a feeling Shirley's will would break.

(... That said, you can't necessarily say it's a bad idea to take it on here)

Shirley's suspicious glance at Glorious with a gentle expression the same.

"That's something you said a lot about fostering backwards... why don't you just honestly say you want me to shut up by empowering the unconvincing?

"What's the meaning of this?

Leia tilting her neck. The question seems to be the same for Kyle and Cood, who are staring at Shirley's side in unison.

"From a soldier's point of view, such as an adventurer guarding a dignitary staying in the royal palace, it would appear to be an act of transcendence, or an encroachment on our own territory."

Adventurers and kingdom soldiers. Occupations that often protect people from each other's crises, but there is something called each area.

Adventurers fight against demons, bandits and outward magicians, while soldiers fight against enemy soldiers and criminals born in cities and cities. And just as the unexplored exploration of the land is the domain of adventurers, VIP protection is inherently the role of soldiers.

Even just poorly folded guilds and governments. It would be natural for soldiers in a position of government proximity not to find it amusing that their duties are appreciated by the natural and the folk grass, while adventurers who can be held hostage to heroes in a discerning feat of crusading mighty demons and treading dangerous labyrinths.

Explaining it that way, not just Cood and Leia, but even Kyle gets a flashing look.

"No…… we are being evaluated at the same risk……………"

"And it's an emergency now, isn't it? But you don't have that attitude towards the people you work with?

"You're absolutely right. But the position of Marshal is not God or anything else. I don't have the power to manipulate the minds of many soldiers."

Glorious didn't affirm Shirley's words, but he never denied them either.

Soldiers are also children of men. Those who don't like it don't like it, and they are angry at the difference in ratings they don't like.

They are never free to feel free and encourage you to do your job in a playful mood. We endure rigorous training every day to protect a large number of people at all times.

From their point of view, adventurers who are free businesses with no prescribed training or obligation are alike. In fact, there are not many adventurers who are not significantly different from the unreliable.

"Such an adventurer has just entered the royal palace instead of himself, or even the royal guard of another country is entrusted to him... and I don't care more and more that the representative of that party is a woman," he said.

It is among the adventurers that the valiant name of the White Sword Ghost is roaring, but not so much else. This is due to the fact that few people actually saw Shirley fight.

One of the reasons why the stereotype that it is men's work that originally fights is deeply rooted in the world. I guess there's no reason for men who have been trained and have gained flesh to lose to luxurious women who never seem to have anything heavier than a pen like this.

"Dragons are monsters who have difficulty crusading even when using the military. It doesn't seem so easy to believe that a luxurious woman defeated an individual of that ruling class, etc. In fact, few people think that your dragon king crusade feat is about making guild talk."

"Hey, what's that!?

"It's sexist! I'll sue you!

"That's out-of-heart. My Royal Army is not so narrow as to discriminate against me because I am a woman"

I'm not saying that there are no women among soldiers or knights...... Few are the numbers, but the female soldiers are recognized as companions by the male soldiers.

But as Shirley said earlier, people won't move unless you show strength in front of them. Women soldiers are recognized for enduring training and demonstrating strength in their duties, just like men.

(As it is, is it possible that you will not be able to work with the Kingdoms during times of need)

There will be plenty of people who will work for it by hiding their hearts from it than it is their job. But there are times when those who do not come out.

The opponent is Crowley, the Semi-Immortal (Immortal). It has to be complete and challenging than I have no idea what kind of alien powers I'm going to use.

It is Shirley's true desire to eliminate all concerns beyond being accompanied by her two beloved daughters.

"Your words, never deny. But there are still days until the Summer Solstice Festival, and if you pepper the" Thief "herald, I don't think a match to get closer to each other is a bad hand?

As if such a Shirley intent had been put together, Glorious still has a heartless, unreadable, soft smile.

"……… Hmm."

So finally, Shirley turns around with a chill. Two beloved daughters sending a shining gaze there unchanged.

- I can see your mother's cool place!

"It's been all this lately," Shirley's will twisted slightly in a way that was in keeping with her daughters' wishes, moaning about her ever-rounding personality.

Royal castle courtyard, soldier's practice area. In the mood for the game, Alicia prepared a simple tea party seat, accompanied by Sophie and Tio to Hilda, who allowed the game, to watch the offense on the lawn.

The method of the match was chosen by a threesome of Kyle Cood Leia and a threesome from the Royal Army side stationed at the Royal Castle. In the name of the game, the use of lethal witchcraft such as "Fireball" was banned, and death verdicts were introduced into the rules assuming real battle.

"Air Pressure!

"Grrr!?

Kyle's blow, which activated sorcery in a verse, is blocked by the avant-garde soldier's great shield.

The typical three-man cell formation starts with defensive roles on both sides at the avant-garde, with two people behind the diagonal attacking and providing support.

The magic of ejecting air-compressed shells, exercising magic based on "Air Shot," bouncing the compressed air bullet off with a shield, Leia fires a rounded arrow with a tip in the counterattack five times in a row.

Each one of them aimed at the forehead of the three men, and if they hit it, it would be a high-speed shooting with no doubt of death, but...

"Empty Wall!"

"Air Pressure Bullets!

"Empty Bullets!

The "Area Wall" blows up a magic trick that generates a whirlwind wall activated by a soldier positioned at the rear of it.

Exactly as a one-off offense unfolds, soldiers who have endured rigorous training deal with the attacks of young adventurers with a sense of stability that should also be called boulders, and two "air shots" continue to target the Kyles in an attempt to break down their defenses, but they are less in a hurry.

"Wind Flow, Adjustment, Tornado, Horizontal"!

"Huh!?

By a chant consisting of four verses, a tornado stretches laterally from the tip of the mace in Kyle's hand toward the soldiers. The impending tornado in orbit like a giant snake instantly fogged two air bullets.

"Intermediate magic," Tornairo "!?

"Damn!? Did you keep insinuating in your previous offense......! But...!

"Barriers/Expansion!

The Force Screen, a magic trick that generates a magic barrier forward, prevents a tornado. The soldiers missed hearing the deadly exchange as the austere wind noise passing the side sealed their ears.

"Now, Cood!

"The Earth and the Rise!

Cood's earthly attribute magic lifts the five metre radius ground around the soldiers to heavenly heights.

"If so, be stupid!? This scale is............!!

The soldiers were so stunned by this that they could not compare it with other intermediate magic earlier, blunting their thoughts and actions.

Basically no massive local attribute magic is required for a soldier who deals with a size as large as a human being... not to kill him at times. But the adventurers, Kyle, need to deal with giant creatures more than humans, so magic requires massive and high power.

There is no way to escape from the ground ten meters in diameter that lifts high. But there must be no way to attack them.

- Yes, I assumed.

"" Orbit - Hundred Eight "!!

Kyle's Tornairo wasn't dead yet. The tornado, which I thought had passed, suddenly turns its orbit in the opposite direction, swallowing the soldiers from directly above, the blind spot of the barrier.

Three people whilst being blown away as if they had been slapped on the downburst. Originally a magic trick to blow enemies with the power of strong winds and spirals, it fell on soft soil and lawn without any particular injury, but if this is in action, it is dead without complaint.

"There's a battle!

"... Huh... Huh... Huh. You've managed."

"Ah. He's just a boulder soldier, and his level of practice is different from ours,"

Even though the power of witchcraft, the decision-maker, had a minute over here, the soldiers pushed Kyle several times with breathless collaboration and quick judgment.

"Besides, I say I'm all recruits. Aren't you going to disappoint me, too?

Recruits. The Kyles, who managed to control the game, which was organized as such a manifestation of a fair spirit, take to Hilda as the soldiers' intricate feelings bathe their perhaps inward-looking gaze on their backs.

"Good luck."

"Mm."

"Wow, thanks!

Receive towels prepared by Sophie and Tio and wipe off sweat and dirt. But it also ended there, and they turned their attention again to the center of the exercise area.

Shirley's game begins. Standing in front of her with a training sword pulled from the blade and sharpened in cleavage and letting her white hair leap in the wind with one hand was a big man who, to see, could tell he was a warrior.

"Wow... looks strong"

"Oh, is your mother okay?

I put a big man in front of me swinging Hulbert like a twig, about his height, and when I said Shirley's twig, I just breathed it out and it was going to disappear. At first glance, it doesn't float around the sight of Shirley defeating a man or anything. That's the same thing again for the soldiers.

"Now, both of you, stand down!

Shirley remains unchanged. The man holds the axe spear horizontally without alarm.

The hand, the signal of judgment, waved down in momentum as the silence flowed as the air stuck.

"Begin!"

At the same time as the start, the man tried to pack the intermission between him and Shirley with an acceleration of muscle strength..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"... Huh?

Whose the hell was that grunt?

Zushin...... and when I saw the giant that makes the noise and collapses and the white swordsman who was standing behind it at some point, I got the look on my face just saying that my mouth would not be blocked except for those who knew Shirley well.

"Huh? What? Huh? But maybe, they did?

"You're lying, aren't you? 'Cause he's a top white soldier in the Royal Army...'

"From a distance, I had no idea what I had done"

Standing soldiers. Against them like that, Shirley stepped through the mines without any particular offense.

"Is that it?

That sounds like a mockery that some people just say "to this extent." In fact several soldiers floated blue and tried to get one step closer to Shirley.

"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

But before those, it was one young man who quickly came forward as Shirley's next opponent.

"Oh, Legion Leader!

"If that guy, or"

Legion Leader... As the way that he called it stands, his uniform was badged to prove it. Perhaps he is the man entrusted with one of the Grand Corps that there are eight of the Royal Army.

"Hehe. You're a seriously good woman when you look close. Come on, if I win this game, you can hang out overnight."

"" Mmm. "

Sophie and Tio mucking over the obvious inviting words. Kyle doesn't even put it in his mouth, but he looks like he's not funny anywhere.

"Dude, what's going on? Shouldn't you be so aggressive attacking me, too?

"Otherwise, you might marry someone else one day, right?

"Hey, what are you talking about!?

Shirley, whose conversation isn't in her ear like that, stares at the Legion Leader with her two-colored eyes. As the Legion Leader replied to it, he deepened his slight grin, put his caged hands on his hands, and took a fist fight stance.

"Match...... get started!

"Haaaaaa!!

But I thought you were going to have to put up a melee, and the Legion Leader activated the magic with no chant shortly after the game started. Intermediate magic that creates rock walls, Rock Fortress, solidifies his surroundings with gutter.

Its hardness, created by witchcraft used in conjunction with alchemy, far exceeds that of a lined rock, and its thickness extends to two metres, precisely the kind of witchcraft it deserves to call a fortress.

"The walls of this rock will always continue to be restored to maintain a constant thickness. Even a swordsman who is exceptional can't kill a rock with a sword drawn with a blade. The best you can do is put it in. Besides, we can manipulate rocks and attack them unilaterally. I mean, you can't beat me... I won't say anything bad, you better surrender sooner -"

At that next moment, the rocky walls that surrounded the Legion Leader are cut into beautiful dice and blown away. Shortly after he realized it, the Legion Leader recognized the shock he felt from his neck muscles, and he sank his consciousness into the dark.

At the center of the gallery, where his open mouth stopped blocking him again, Shirley shrugs as he looks down at the fallen and lying man.

"Since when did you assume that a bladed sword would not kill rocks or steel?