When he receives the morning sun and puts a shining sword in the vermilion in his hand, he prepares his breath.
This is the garden tip of a certain mansion.
Swing loudly to make sure one operation at a time, and loosely swing down its cutting-edge.
Slowly at first, and with every number overlapped, he gave it that speed, and finally swung it down with the mood of tearing.
Doing it carelessly, about a minute.
I even repeated the mold until the bell that tells the first time today rang.
Kingdom Stream Swordsmanship and Basic Magic Workouts.
It's a routine that lasts from a young age.
My name is Tris.
Tris von Liano.
He is the third son of the Baron Rhiano family, with the "regional city of Rhiano", known as the country town.
It is a aristocratic house that governs the territory, but with only one poor aristocrat in a city with a population of 3,000, the merchants of the big shops of the big cities would live better.
But that's why I was so grateful to my parents.
Today I am fifteen years old, considered an adult in this world.
The three men of poor nobility are destined to leave their homes and become independent.
Normally, I'd be anxious about what's to come, but how much I've been waiting for this day.
Because I've always dreamed of being an adventurer before I was heard about independence.
As an adventurer, you're free to make all sorts of requests (quests).
It's not bad to travel unknown cities and lands, visit labyrinth cities that say there are seven in the world, and challenge labyrinth strategies.
You might want to meet a god dragon who lives somewhere in this world and try that test.
From the parents' point of view, it wasn't weird to laugh off that it was a child's dream.
But my parents didn't laugh at my dreams like that, and they supported me.
So I'm so thankful for that. What?
Besides, my parents gave me a wielding sword for my eighth birthday.
Excessive decorations were not applied, but I was fascinated at a glance by the sword body as if it had come out of pitch black.
The sword was a demon sword.
Speaking of demon swords, they say they are expensive enough to build a large mansion in one swing, but I heard later that they gave it away at a low price because even appraisal magic doesn't know its effect.
But I didn't care about that.
I was just happy.
In order to reward my parents, I wanted to gain unbeatable strength in this demonic sword.
At the time, it was a sword that was not very big but too big to handle properly, but that's why I desperately punched it into my workout.
I was always with him when he was letting me learn kingdom style swordsmanship with my eldest brother Fine, and when he was letting me learn magic with my second brother Serrow.
I didn't like it at the time and couldn't help but learn to sit down with you...
As far as listening to people, I think you're the one who got it pretty good as a three man.
So I'm really grateful to my parents.
But it's probably getting a little sentimental to think about this on my fifteenth birthday.
Convinced that way, sweating in the washroom next to the garden, I could hear him calling me.
"Tris, brother! I'm working out till this day!!"
It was my sister Mimil who spoke up.
Mimil, only ten years old, waved happily when she saw this one with her remaining eyes of obscenity, shaking a shorter twin tail to her shoulder, rushing over.
I think my brother is an idiot, but Mimil, with her golden glowing hair and neat face to her eyes, should definitely be beautiful in the future.
"Morning, Mimil. This day has nothing to do with anything. You know, workouts go on every day."
"But it's adult travel day, isn't it?
Those who leave the house are considered to have good luck leaving the house during the adult day.
"When you say travel day, you don't have a party to celebrate, and you don't have anything to panic about, do you?
"Your brother hates you, so you lost your party..."
I've spoken of something unnecessary.
I remember losing the party I was looking forward to, and I'm going to resent this one with my jito eyes, Mimil.
My father and mother were about to throw a big party just like the two brothers, and I asked them to lose it, so let's take this gaze sweetly......
"I'm sorry. So, you want to go to breakfast?
Mimil nodded vigorously at the question and took my hand and walked out toward the mansion.
The last breakfast I had as a person in this house was surprisingly usual.
I was very sorry to hear that cook Orton's soup, sausage, egg rolls, etc. would not be eaten that way...
"Tris. Are you leaving after this? Are you ready for your stuff or something?
That's what my father asked me when we were all enjoying tea after dinner.
Sometimes my father is already fifty years old, and he's getting a mix of white things in his hair.
It's a bit of a contrast because my mother, who's going to Wang Du, looks so young that I think she's calling it an age fraud.
I gently stroke the pattern of the sword that I carry with me during my meal.
"Oh. I'm ready. With this demon sword in the first place, it's enough."
That's what I say and I smile back.
"Tris still feels like that sword life. Don't cover your sword and get hit by demons, okay?
"You can tell. Tris could really throw his life for the sword."
"Shut up" poisons my two brothers, who are amused and annoyed, but I was a little lonely when I wondered if there would be much more conversation like this.
Brother Fine, in good physical stature, old and ten years apart, had often been made to cry in fights.
It was a long time ago, though, because I am now doing fine government work on my father as a trail.
Compared to that Fine brother, Brother Serrow is pretty small, just like me.
Age changes only three, too.
Since swordsmanship was also a tease, I had hardly ever done a mock fight or anything, but instead I was very smart and had a good look at my studies.
Brother Serrow, as an assistant to Brother Fine now, is also working hard to receive tax collection services.
"Good if you're ready. Well, I'm still in this city for the time being, so if you need anything, go home... hmm?
As my father spoke, I heard rushing footsteps and the sound of knocking on the door broke into my father's story.
"Sebasten? Get in. What's going on?
It was Sebasten the butler who opened the door and came in.
He's always a calm guy, but now he rarely seems to panic a bit.
"Dear Dadil. It's tough. Snow arrived in the city about five days earlier."
"What!? Princess Snore has arrived!?
Dear Snore von Einheit, Second Princess of this kingdom of Einheit.
Renowned as the 'Blue Virgin' by the magical user of the Holy Class, she takes the initiative to travel around the country herself to inflict healing using advanced healing magic known as the miracle of God.
It was such an authentic announcement of the arrival of the Virgin.