Half-elves Fall in Love

Hank Bronson, 27.

He faces slightly unreliable with a rounded face and is now a barren beard.

Is there any part of the beard that I can't help but travel alone?

My favorite weapon is a bastard sword. Slightly longer to handle with one hand and slightly lighter to handle with both hands, such a slightly halfway sword.

Bronson is a Celesta-like swordsman who uses it to fight in a somewhat unusual way.

Don't rely on the sword, ad hoc. I also have no hesitation in handling body surgery or subwepon daggers.

but i haven't been able to get past ace night exams before because of the lack of decisiveness and still the lack of the best and most dependable parts here, like Aurora's dexterity and Micagami's leg strength...... is Angelos' assessment.

"Being able to pass the Ace Knight test means you have rock puppet control?

"Yes, because the pounding blow I've been polishing for a long time now also leads to rock dolls..."

"Wait a minute, Bronson."

Stop Bronson, who happily began to speak respectfully.

A decent bronson.

"You, you're ten men long. Then no salutations."

"Oh, no, but..."

Bronson is older than me.

but well i don't really make that a problem with celestas that mix long-lived species sometimes either.

But it is a tradition in all armies to seal the salutations once the ten chiefs have become one another.

Even when I was ten men long, Isaac, Angelos, and Cairon were thus forbidden to salute me as a ritual for my companions.

Ten or more are management positions. This creates the awareness that I've joined the position I've been looking at.

"You know. All ten chiefs are equal to each other. No distractions between troubled juniors."

"Ha... but Smythson... that sounds weird to me like a tame mouth... no, you don't"

"Chick-nah. 'Cause yours is older."

Slap him on the shoulder with a laugh and prompt Lyla and the others to wait in the empty space nearby.

Mr. Deane, who was listening on the side, also laughed bitterly.

"But anyone is like that at first. Even you, Angelos, would have frightened Isaac at first."

"No words."

Yeah. Well, Isaac's parental skin has been pulled out since that time, and his body is big and dependable.

But while it's been fixed over and over again, at some point, I totally got my tame mouth on the board, too.

... Angelos has been a tattered mouth from time to time at the mercy of his hometown since we first met.

"That's why it was Bronson"

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Narris, Jeanne."

"Ha. Nice to meet you."

Oh, no. You barely make contact with Naris and Bronson.

What an opportunity to remember each other was equal to zero.

"Nevertheless, now you can go to the Grand Arena in Wang Du! You can show me around!

"Uh... excuse me, I grew up in Celesta... and I just got an ace night. Why are you so guided?"

"No, no, no, not that I want you to guide me, but that I can't let you in unless you're present at the sights."

"Oh, is that what you mean..."

Bronson laughs bitterly at the momentum of Naris.

"I don't care, Naris. Even fixing it to the Celesta ranks is worth ten men, so I don't need any respect, Bronson."

"No, but here's the thing... let me salute you for a while, including Chief Smythson, which is hard to change."

"... it's supposed to be a punishment mon"

If you use salutations, a glass, and the brand depends on the mood of the person. That was my promotion penalty.

"Ho. Can we take off? Huh?

"Go. But that was a good time. If we were bad, we would have tried the Snake Mountains alone without catching up with Isaacs, Bronson."

"I don't hate mountains. I was born close to a blue snake, so I've been climbing a little since I was a kid."

"Winter snow mountains better not be with Celesta's Blue Snake Mountains"

Ms Diane is right, you are in danger of making a big deal out of just challenging yourself. Though Ace Knight, it's hard to beat nature.

It's been awhile since I've landed on the outskirts of Wang Du...

It was time for the evening.

"You're setting the sun fast. Keep your sights on the town tomorrow, Naris."

"Yes.... do you have a toco to stay in"

"There are hotels contracted by the military on that. There shouldn't be a problem."

Hide the carriage in a phantom behind the woods and walk for the king's capital a few kilometers away.

And enter the king's capital.

"Ha, is that Trot Castle you hear the sound of? Glass sparkles at sunset. It's a beautiful mon."

"No, that's Angelos' home. The castle is that way."

"Huh!? Mr. Angelos is such a princess who lives in a castle like that!?

"You, Mr. Linda, you've seen..."

Sure, the Neumann Mansion is big enough not to look like a little castle at first sight.

"That's Royal Castle, that's the arena. The mansion with the tower over there is the Gardner family."

"They're all big enough to smell like chickens..."

"I've lived in Wangdu for seven years, so I'd like to... Actually, I don't really know any aristocratic neighborhoods. Because only the Craftsman's District was in and out."

"Well, that's mon, isn't it? I don't know anything but my apartment and Central Street and my office."

"We're good friends, Mr. Narris and Smythson Ten Chiefs......"

Bronson tells me I'm stingy and I'm hacked. Soon Naris is tangled up in his arms again.

"When did you put your arms together?"

"I don't know! Please don't ask me!

"Then who are you asking!

"How long have you been working together, Bronson Ten?"

"Uh..."

"No, Bronson, because you don't have to answer. It's starting to seem barren."

How can you be so cheeky when it's supposed to be a colorful development and it's Naris?

Accommodation in trots and celestas is also a liquor store.

Or should we say that there is a lot of co-location because of the demand to accommodate intoxication as it is?

Regardless of the country tavern, which is basically used only by local people, like a polka tavern, in places like Wangdu, a good hotel is also quite lively with a co-located tavern.

"This is a hotel contracted by the Celesta Army. Most of the customers are Celestas, too. I think Naris can drink more easily than he can outside."

"Because of this, I don't want to drink local wine."

"Be patient around there. Or if it's just Lyla, I wouldn't have a problem drinking outside. I don't care if you're a fae, some of you get so caught up in a woman of your own kind."

"It doesn't taste like it either"

Lyla and Mr. Deane are drinking fast.

There were wines from eastern Celesta and organ killers from the south that were familiar to Celesta when it came to alcohol.

I have to rely on purchasing ingredients in the trot, and the food is trot-like.

"Well, I'd have trouble getting stuck like Schrantz, and hey."

"Let's toast to Bronson's passing for now"

"Hmm."

"Excuse me, Mr. Naris, Jeanne, and Chief Smythson,"

Gently meet the glass poured with white wine.

"Kanpai"

And.

I knew I didn't remember that night very well.

There were Mr. Deane and Lyla at the nearby table, and Bronson was present, so I don't think there was much going on.

but.

"Ngo."

"Hey Naris. Why are you sleeping with me?"

"Ngu?

In the morning, for some reason, Naris slept with me. And in underwear.

"... that's for Smythson Ju...?

"I really don't remember anything about yesterday..."

"... um. Maybe I'm a little hungover."

Whatever it is, why are you sleeping here?

"Ten Smythson Chiefs crushed for now, so they took my room... I remember until I stripped poker with ten Smythson Chiefs who were resurrected for some reason"

Seriously.

"But I remember from around the first one off..."

"You. How could you be such an asshole when you said no rape or anything like that?"

"I don't know. Ask me when you're drunk! I mean, no way. You're not raping me again for clinging to a human being!

"That's what I want to hear! What do you think!

"Not in memory"

"... will you check it out"

"... Smythson, if he's ten men long, he's definitely out there."

Nalis, who, by the way, will be on all fours. Me trying to pinch down and make sure Naris' groin is in shape, naturally.

... what are we doing? Have you fallen asleep a little?

"Hey, Naris."

"... semen, are you in?

"No, I didn't. It's weird when you think about it, this situation."

"... hmm?

Naris, you look at me from between your arms and your crotch and you worry a little with your face.

And.

"Why are you peeking at my raw ass as a matter of course!

"That's not what's wrong. Hang on!

"There's no alarm or gap at all!

I wake myself up angrily, Naris trying to get my pants up.

That's where Bronson comes in.

"Smythson, ten chiefs, wake up...?

"... Ginny!?

Weird screaming, winding up the sheets that were at your feet like a tornado, Naris wrapping them around you.

And me jumping and rolling on the ground.

"... Oh, uh, maybe Mr. Naris, too, that, female slave?

"You're saying no -!?

"No, I didn't hear anything about that."

... a word like female slavery pervades the Crossbow squad well, it seemed.

By the way, we're apparently just really drunk and unconscious, which is something I checked later on with Lyla's audio detection information.

Pick up breakfast and head to the Grand Arena with Bronson at the forefront.

"You wanted to see it because it's just for once. It's the biggest arena on the continent, after the Lyx Empire."

"Is there a bigger one in the Lyx Empire?"

"There's a lot of serious martial arts going on. They're going out of their way to catch demons from the labyrinth to make them fight in the arena."

"I don't know what that means... if you want to fight, go to the labyrinth yourself..."

"Well, there must be a lot of people who want to see the battle."

Bronson shows his badge to the guards.

We're in the name of escorts.

A bit of an escort was a lot of people, but I manage to convince the guards.

"Ha. Wow. This is the arena where half the humans in the 100,000 king's capital enter......!

Naris makes his eyes shine.

The underground training ground was the main thing when Aurora, but this time a tour of the ground part.

Every time I see it too, I get a sigh of sigh.

A trot kingdom with such a big building, its glory.

... Now it's a glory but it's a thing of the past, but still, the enormous man-power of a country called Trotto, which led to the creation of this great institution, didn't just disappear asleep.

Man, the human race can make this many capitals.

That kind of emotion springs up when I see this kind of giant architecture.

"All the swordsmen of the trot work hard dreaming of standing in the middle of this...... and you also said the Ten Angelos"

I guess it's the first time Bronson's been in there, too. I knew I was looking around like I was impressed with its size.

"This kind of thing makes you want to just try to perform. Nobody's watching, and Bronson Ten Commanders, do you do it"

"Huh..."

"No, you can't, that's just it."

I hope they don't find me, but if they do, it's Cotto. I can't believe Red Arm, who is also an outsider, takes the liberty with Bronson, who is close to the outsider.

At least hit one in an underground training field, if you say so, yet, if a guy with a strong sense of territory and exclusive feelings blames himself like that...!

"Who are you?"

Identification.

From the nearby guest entrance and exit, a few swordsmen showed up to blame this one.

Uniquely, an evil eye. I see Naris and Mr. Deane with particularly harsh eyes.

"This is the sanctuary of Kensei. It's not a place for you Celesta countrymen to hang out."

…………

Mr. Deane frowns.

"Hey, all of a sudden it's a greeting"

"Naris."

I'll hold Naris. The story of a man of considerable stature as a leader for the human race was very catchy, but seeing Mr. Deane and being able to say such an unscrupulous thing meant post-war sword saints, no, Ace Knight.

I don't know anything about it, but it's a late, young Yancha.

"... for the sake of fitness, is Ace Knight that guy"

The giant fingers Bronson with his sweat-inspired arm. I've been working out, and I guess I'm here to cool down.

"Woman, take the child and sightseeing in the holy place of Kensei? It's a wonderful thing. But don't make the mistake that we're equal to Kensei because we let him in here."

"... what"

Bronson makes that warm looking face slightly stronger.

"Run away, hide, choose in the labyrinth exam. It's just a test that counts for as many heads as it takes, full of loopholes. It's hard for people to think you can line up with Kensei just because you've been chosen for that."

"... ho"

It was Mr. Deane, not Bronson, who hammered him.

"In that regard, we Kensei are the best swordsmen in the whole country, and it is the demons and other easy to pick up. We show each other our strength, and there will be a chosen elite among them. I don't care about the same cheap badge as you guys, needless to say the difference in power"

"I see. … but there's something I can't solve"

Mr. Deane shrugs his shoulders.

"Looks weak for that."

"What...!?

"I don't think you have enough arms to look down on our Bronson. You looked down on me as a girl and child, and even Naris there is part of the Knights of Heroes Gauntlet Nights. What's Ogi doing when he can't feel his opponent's power?"

"You... I don't know who you are, but the lady can say whatever she wants...!

"Deane, it's a hundred men long. Probably better than you."

"You've found out about the countryman sequence and all that!

Wow.

Wow. There are these simple fools in Kensei too.

"If you're going to say so much, let's take a look at Lord Ace Knight's arms! It's your sold fight, don't complain with one or two bones!

"Ho. Is that what Deane sold? Face demon."

"If the Hundred Chiefs go by themselves, yes."

"... Bronson. Rub him."

"Oh, uh... is that me...?

Mr. Deane pushes Bronson's back.

"I guess I've completed my moves hunting rock dolls. One, slap him in with the intention of showing him."

"... that's two bottles of bone, I'll do it, alle. I'm not practicing."

"They don't complain, do they? What, if I don't die, I can make an excuse."

Mr. Deane laughs niggly. Scary.

"Come down there, too, woman!

"... eh, me too?

Naris is nominated to be decent.

"Show me that skill if you say you're part of the Knights of Heroes! Gauntlet Nights, I was just thinking that being a knight who could just be on the forefront of what we're saying is that the same treatment as ours is one belly ache!

"... you know, Deane Hundred. It's a little annoying, but if it's two to one, why don't you just stand there?"

"... never mind. There's a lot more going on out there than just two to one."

Seeing, it wasn't only the giants of the leader who went down to the arena, but also the other swordsmen around, three or four of them.

"I'll count you in too."

Mr. Deane joins the Naris as they descend reluctantly.

At that point, the other guy's getting a little pathetic.

"Our Kensei take the collaborative sword in action as his body! I'd like to fight in numbers at the same time."

"I don't even have to add up the numbers. Call them all."

Mr. Deane provokes.

Naris and Bronson said, "Seriously?" and took a wooden sword of their respective lengths even as they looked down.

"Cocksucker"

"... how angry I am to go around saying that a young man who doesn't even know the real Sword Saint Brigade is us Sword Saints... etc"

Without taking his weapon, Mr. Deane unwrapped his assembled arm and sounded his arm cocky and intimidating.

"Bronson. Knock this big fat ass off. Naris, it's me and the rest."

"Wow. There's a lot going on in the mess... that's good."

"I'm a little troubled. Seriously, it's hard to help."

A giant man approaches Bronson with a crying Don.

"I can't help but think about it!!

That's Kensei.

Step in fast.

but Bronson looks alert and waves his cape big.

… a martial cape with a hammer on the hem.

"Gu!"

Flanked by the hem of the cape, the giant meets the yoke.

"Oh, pretty young to see it nearby"

"Don't you dare!!

A giant man waves a long wooden sword down loud to Bronson, who shows his spare time.

But Bronson leaps the blow back and squeezes it.

... jumping power, awesome. One jumped out of the range of the sword.

"... please don't resent me"

And soothe the wooden sword, which also appears to be slightly too long from Bronson's stature.

Bastard Sword. Thin and long, a long sword called a "one-and-a-half hand sword".

Bronson waits pitterly for a wooden sword that mimics it.

"There's just a knight on the run...!

Also a quick step in the example.

Bronson needs to wait for that.

... too late, at the moment I thought, releasing a stretching penetration of the orbit at once.

Giant Han Kensei had his shoulders pierced despite the wooden sword.

"I told you I couldn't help it, did I?"

Bronson smiles thinly and hits the giant's jaw with his palm.

Magically, the giant collapsed.

"Ha... wow"

"Naris, they're going that way!

"Yes, yes, but we've settled on ourselves.

Though the other sword saints breathed instantly into Bronson's fierce blow ignoring the sharpness of the sword.

"Do you want to finish without getting hit!

"Don't let two women fool you!

It strikes Naris and Mr. Deane with a threesome.

Naris seems a little troublesome, and Mr. Deane plays their swords on each one of them as a reminder of the difference in power.

"Ku... not yet, pick up the sword...!

The anger eventually stops the Sword Saints, who still fought badly during their lifetime, good thing the Naris didn't hit aggressively.

"That's it!! You guys, is that a duel or just a personal fight! Depending on what you're doing, you're in jail!

Jumping down to the arena with a loud reprimand was... that breast plate.

"Ector Randall"

"... so, Deane Hundred"

It was Ector.

"What the hell is this..."

"It's just practice, no problem.... but that big fat guy needs a hand."

"Ha... Bowman, it's you again. Angus, Beckett, what are you guys doing?"

…………

"Shh, excuse me"

"Well..."

"Will you follow me! She is..."

"Fine. I was a little mean, too"

Apparently, Ector is the compiler of the Sword Saints we're training here right now.

Mr. Deane suppresses, with a bitter smile, Ector, who is trying to tell who he sold the fight to.

"... Again,"

"Yep. They were the ones who became ace knights in the recent trot-style exams… Usually Dr. Grants gives me a glimpse, but sometimes oh so I tease Kensei supremacy and it's troublesome stuff"

"A sword saint who knows the age of the sword saint by turning, oh and never insults others... because he must know the horror of insulting"

"I'm sorry. With my junior supervised poorly."

"Oh, my God, you too."

Ecter of flat apologies.

"You couldn't grow up a bit, could you, us?"

"Wow, I've been doing a good job, haven't I?

Bronson and Naris seem a little awkward, too.

... another new visitor appeared in such a battlefield.

"Ooh, this is unusual. Sometimes it's good to get up early."

I was in the guest seat, and I look back with Lyla.

"Long time no see, young man."

"... eh"

Zoku's spine reacts on its own.

Good old man.

... but the most difficult thing in the Kingdom of Trot.

Ulysses Ernest, the previous king. The man.

"Oh... eh!?

"What a surprise, Gardner."

"… then, predecessors. He...?

"Hmm. I told you."

To the tall old man who refrained beside him, King Ulysses... No, the former king smiled and nodded.

"The man who defeated Arthur."

That introduction is too dangerous.

Wait a minute, king.

(cont 'd)