The place was full of festival-like enthusiasm, though stuck up.
Having lived a life unrelated to the havoc, Aurora is watchful and breathtaking. It's not like I've never heard the sound of a sword trident. But it's inexperienced that it sounds uninterrupted from here and there, as if it were a turmoil. The rising anger, the temper of rift, and the earth to be trampled upon are so illusory that the atmosphere is shaking. The appearance of the knights, who did not even seem to hate to be hurt, looked more like warriors than knights.
There is a royal audience at the training ground. That's the only place with a roof, much to fear. Aurora sat back in that corner and looked at the soil and smoke rising square. Next door, the captain of the Ingels Platoon, who serves as an escort, sits back with great pleasure. And directly in front of Aurora, right now, Felix was flashing silver fillets. My fiancé is watching, so he almost forced Ingels platoon leader to throw Felix in.
"Does your daughter know how strong Felix is?"
"Go into the ten fingers," said Lady Clavis.
A mock battle is a routine weekly event of Platoon I, and on that day, by all but one of the platoon captains who are not on a mission, he said, is a winning battle. It is not possible to use magic, what is used is a forged knife with a crushed blade. There are no praise medals because training is only an end, but if you name it at the top on a regular basis, you'll be more than a platoon captain. It's like you can expect to be born.
There won't be any compliments, but dinner rice will be piled up, and the laughing Ingels platoon leader - he misslept his neck enormously this morning, and he can't be in a mock fight, or so on - gave Aurora's answer a bad grin from Niyanya and people.
"Ten fingers. I've been very modest."
"Really?
"I think I'll be in the fifth finger. If it's just power, you're stronger than me."
"Well."
Kang! and a high metal sound sounds. I saw Felix jump. Surrounded by already losers and a thick circle of apprenticeships, the skinny young man's figure is fast and vibrant. While hammering at the voice of Platoon Leader Ingels, Aurora glanced at the shaky silver hair and blue back. It looks like a small raptor will flip.
—— Yeah, why don't you put a tattoo of silver thread in a hawk sewn in blue? Wouldn't that be nice! It's flashy to embroider on clothes, but framing it or cushioning it... is too ambitious.
"You're so dusty and young, you're already a squad leader."
Aurora, who was flying her mind to embroidery as she watched the dancing Felix, returned to me in the voice of Captain Ingels Platoon.
"So what's Squad Four?"
Felix's squad.
"Oh, so I thought you said, 'Give me a name and I'll see'"
"I haven't been a squad leader since I stood out."
Kin! and sounded taller, doh cheered. The knife jumped and fell to the ground. I see a sword glistening in the sunlight and Felix sheathing the blade. It was the other person who dropped the sword. Felix is the third winner in a row in this. It couldn't be clever to lose by hand, and Felix, who was supposed to finish in one fight, was stuck in a game.
"... you're really strong."
Aurora glanced at Felix, who did not look sweaty. It is yet another talent where there are three things: face, family, character is solid, but not evil. Although tentative, Aurora was now stunned that a truly outrageous person had become her fiancée.
"You surprised me. If it's a horse game, it's even better."
"Yes, I'm surprised. The samurai's mouth was so picturesque, it wasn't a reputation for action."
"Onna is a bard. I don't love the expression."
From beyond the Ingels platoon leader, who laughs waha, the felix of the bard expression itself shows itself. He also looked like he didn't have a single sweat in the distance, and if he looked nearby, he could see quite the colour of fatigue. Slightly relaxed throat, slightly bloodied cheeks to miss the silver thread hair sticking to the lightly floating sweat and the burning heat. What is so much the destructive power of a human, slightly disintegrated appearance that puts undisturbed outfits together by daily abstinence? Aurora glanced at the drooling colour.
I'm not talking about losing as a woman or that kind of dimension. It's incredible to be a creature of the same species as a human being. Is this person really human? A fairytale exists that you are still living in the north of the continent, behind the woods of the magical powers - isn't it the people of the old woods (elves) or something?
"Good luck. Master Clavis, you're really strong."
"Oh."
Aurora drowned her head (like this) as she drew her distant consciousness back and admired his discipline of coming back here every single battle. Ingels Platoon Leader waters down Felix, who lowered his back between Ingels Platoon Leader and Aurora.
"Thank you, I'll take it"
"Ooh."
Water that is drinkable all at once manly, sweat dripping at its disposal. When Aurora accidentally fanned with the fan in her hand, Felix opened her eyes as if a little.
"such,"
"Isn't it hot?
"... if you sweat, I'll pull right off"
It's time for the next game, Felix said, turning forward. It's a winning battle, so the later in the day, the shorter the interval between the game and the match.
"Was it blistering?"
"Not at all."
"Who are you next?
"Eur il ré-loumis"
"Ah."
The Ingels platoon leader looks like he ate something bitter and groans low. When Aurora pulled her mouth together, he glanced at Felix. If he follows his gaze, Felix stares straight in the face. It is a flavor in which the icy mood is further reduced.
"... you know?
"Yul's not friends with Felix."
"Well."
If you look at Felix in a bittersweet language, he doesn't even try to hide his grump, he has his eyes tightly closed. The Ingels platoon leader, who looked at his men so that they could follow Aurora, lowered his voice only slightly. The bitterness fades and the slightly amusing colours creep in.
"Yul is an excellent property for the first squad."
"Yes?"
"She's beautiful. She's an Itoko boy."
"Ha."
"With shiny blonde hair and crunchy blue eyes."
"Hmm."
"Ladies, come on, say it."
"Well, like Lady Clavis"
"... stop tall because of it."
"Oh, you're different there."
"Platoon Leader"
Unhappy Here the extreme bass rang close to his ear, and Aurora jumped away a little. Even though it is early summer, Felix's eyes are now cold enough to make it fall even in the snow.
"Thank you for coming, Miss Porta."
"Whoa, I'll leave you to it. I'll keep the bug repellent. Come on, come on."
Felix nods deeply at Ingels Platoon Leader waving his hand at Hirahira. Aurora also folded her fans and corrected her residence.
"I wish you good luck."
"... I won't lose"
Aurora answers blurred with her eyes, with a strong determination, and stands still and drops off Felix's steadily stretched back. It's called silver, but it's like steel.
Beyond his smaller back, he saw a golden man glittering in the sun. I'm guessing he's Yur-Ile-Les-Loumis. In the long run, it is known to have a remarkably neat appearance. It's not something as hard as Felix, it's a glittering, gorgeous - even flashy, stand-up.
Probably, opposite pole, I guess.
There was a strange chest noise and Aurora secretly spilled her sigh.