Hero Manufacturing Machine ~A Job to Make Children~

Father is right in the eye, and Charles is not as ready as usual.

The moment my mother gave the order.

Shh! Shh!

In a blink of an eye, Father slashes him with moves he has never seen before.

Gah!

Take it, Charles.

It's about him.

Definitely on purpose first.

I am bravely under attack.

And my father said...

I suppose you were more than half convinced that you could stop it.

Whoa! Whoa!

Kick the floor, and my father immediately distance himself.

The gaze is sharp.

I didn't think he was the same person as my sweet father who helped me and my sister.

"Nice arm. The knight who can move this much will not be my Brady."

Charles smiled satisfactorily.

"You are a brave man. I don't think a half-life attack will work, so I've tried my best, but it's still hard to catch."

"It's great not to say no. It's got a lot of guts."

I'm really glad to return Charles' expression.

After that, my father's onslaught continued.

Even though it is basic, the line-users carry out sharp slashes that are likely to be pierced with a single hit.

Each of those movements is very polite and beautiful.

My father was good at molding, and the sight was shocking to me when I thought that it was easier to fight.

Because I was practicing every day that even looked stupid in my daily eyes, I was able to do beautiful moves one after the other.

Perhaps, but Charles wanted to show it to me.

It's not because I can't fight back.

Because he doesn't want to show his strength.

It shouldn't be difficult for him to finish at once if he cares.

And yet, he won't because he has something to think about.

It's not that long, but it seems to me that it touches on his way of thinking and personality.

Charles opened his mouth while carrying out such an advanced attack without difficulty.

"There are fewer monsters stronger than you with simple attack power."

Charles said, turning around from the defense, and now coming out to attack and waving his sword.

"They just don't have the ingenuity to be proud that a blow is heavy enough to win if they can guess."

He used to say he knew what his opponent was capable of.

Perhaps my father is constantly experiencing a critical attack.

"Interpersonal combat is good in that regard. Twist your head to compensate for your lack of strength. Being with your daughter was a really good time for me."

As was the case with me, I tend to value those who wave their swords with their heads as his arguments.

Charles' offensive lasted for a while, but the moment came when only a slight gap arose.

At that moment, my father fired a blow from the left.

Gah!

But it was prevented by Charles.

It seemed like something.

Shh! Shh!

Fires slashes in the opposite direction without placing much space between them.

This must have been my father's wife.

But...

Boggins!

Half the wooden sword flies with a dull sound.

The wooden sword for practice is sturdy.

It's no coincidence. Charles must have done something.

I'm here.

My father declares his surrender.

I suppose you thought it was better to admit defeat than the knight lost the sword he asked for.

"Pretty much. It was fun."

Charles looks at his father with respect.

"This one cooled my liver."

That's how my father returns jokes.

But it's not a joke.

Charles, what was your move earlier?

I want to know the answer to what he set up.

"Brave Arts, Tachidachi. It's a trick to break the opponent's specialty."

"Brave Arts?"

"That's right. It was a good opportunity, and I wanted to show it to you."

It's about him.

Although it was a useful situation to use, it was probably not mandatory.

He dares to use it to show me. I figured it out somehow.

My father was the last one to let go.

"Yes"

"The details are different, but it's close to the brave art and the twin dragon blade."

"For Brave Arts!?

The classification is Blade Arts, but my father can use almost the same technique as Brave Arts.

I couldn't hide my surprise.

Charles keeps talking to me like that.

"Did Iona know that Brave Arts was invented by samurai from the east?

"Yes, of course."

"The culture is very different in the east and west."

"Yes"

"It's not interesting to have a similar name, to have a similar dish, or to have a similar skill. They are the same people, even if they are somewhat different from each other. There must be something I sympathize with."

The stand between Charles and his father closed the curtain with such a tie.