The next day, Phee was looking for Iol.
I wanted to talk to you about your match with Luca.
Running over to Ior, who looked far away, Ior stopped and turned around.
"I want to. - Good morning!
"Heath. You're doing well today."
"Yes!"
Keep calling it off. What, but when I asked him if he was busy because he seemed to be on his way somewhere, he said, "I'm fine".
So Phee quickly decided to talk to him about that.
"Hmm..."
Ior said after listening to Phee, thinking a little.
"Surely in your physique, a game that fights from the front is unfavourable. I've heard about Luca, too. Sounds like a pretty talented boy."
Yes, it is. With Phee's strength, even the boys in the northern quarters are the ones Lucas fear they won't win, even though it is at best to bring them into the draw.
That's why you can't give up.
Fee thinks he'd rather win.
So I came to talk to the esteemed Ior.
"Is there any way?
Fee was looking for a way to make up for his physique differences and skills and beat his opponent.
"After all, the game is a world where strength says things. Your qualities are not suitable for swordplay matches, but experience and skill are not inferior to winning."
"Yes......"
After all, it seemed harsh even from the point of view I wanted to.
I think Phee deserves that, too. Trying to win even though it's pretty much inferior to everything might be a story where the bugs are too good.
"But at the same time, the battle is a winning chance."
"Is it a winning opportunity?
Ior nodded at the words he asked back.
"One point. Observe them carefully and find weaknesses because just one point is all you need. And set up every possible measure against this, and poke it there with all your might.
By your qualities, it's a bad idea to go for a 100% victory. But even a 10% chance at winning should be a big help to your people. "
Surely Fee isn't the type of guy who can go win for sure, like Gollms and Cousins.
One of the three wins.
Then all Phee had to do was get a chance against the opponent by that day, one or two.
It's not a sure victory that counts. Having the potential to win.
When I heard that word, I also decided on Fee's stomach.
"Sometimes, if you take the chance to win, as you did during the enlistment exam, something with inferior strength beats something superior. But at the same time, we need the strength to take that chance."
Fighting Gollms in apprenticeship exams.
Fee got a thousand chances, but he couldn't grasp it because of his lack of health.
Fee felt her face across the mask laughing at herself.
"I know you've worked so hard to get that strength. I'm coming to see the game, too. I'm looking forward to it."
"Ha... yes!
To Ior's words, Fee nodded happily.
I want to ior. Hee knew my efforts. I worked hard and trained every day to gain strength from that day on. I'm able to keep up with everyone's training now.
I want to do that once a month, he listened to it properly, and Mr. Crowe seemed to be reporting it as well.
Fee told Ior feeling somewhat twitchy.
"Well, I'm going to investigate them!
"Oh, you should come"
Fee flew out well under Wang and went on a hostile inspection to the east quarters.
Then Phee, who came to the training station in the east quarters, had come to see their training.
"Hey, what the..."
"He's from the north quarters, isn't he? Why are you over here...?
Climb on the tree......
Phee, standing on a thick branch of a tree and overlooking the training of the east quarters, was very conspicuous.
Why I climbed on a tree, because it didn't look good.
Fee is short......
"Never mind. You must be on reconnaissance."
Says Lizil as he crosses swords with Kerio.
"Reconnaissance...!? Don't you have to stop...?
Lyzil said as he instantly jumped Kerio's sword in a hurry when he heard of reconnaissance.
"I don't mind. It's the efforts of the weak."
Show them laughing all the time with absolute confidence.
Even Kerio was a man who leaked from members but had the strength to do so when there was a cooinu. If you're a regular apprentice knight, you're absolutely confident you can win.
But Lizil deals with Kerio like that with an extra grin.
The figure makes everyone feel painful about the difference in talent.
The knight, who is a member of another team battle, doesn't look like he cared what Fee looked like either.
That's why Phee watched the training without being blamed by anyone in the east quarters.
The contents are the same one-on-one mock match as the northern quarters.
But unlike the mock game in the northern quarters, where we're either going to judge ourselves, or we're not obsessed with such a rule, several boys are making decisions around the referee. I even bothered to prepare a clock for time measurement.
Let's put a lot of effort into this.
Fee had been watching about Luca.
(stubborn…)
That was the honest feeling.
He was training with an apprentice knight who had not been selected as a member and an alternative game format to replace him all the time.
Luca, sparingly avoiding the Sword of the Apprentice Knight who tried to punch in the upper section, waves his sword to the side without missing the gap he shook up to move on to the next attack.
The blow to the torso was beautifully decided.
Well-founded Orthodox swordsmanship.
Speed, power, technology, all well balanced and without holes at a high level.
It was also a way to fight the King's Road.
That's why I wasn't vulnerable to the anomalous way of fighting, but I was overwhelmed with that beautiful sword muscle, responding well even when I hit a highly habitual opponent.
Completed swordsmanship that doesn't have as great strengths as the explosive flashes of the cooinu or the power of the Gollms, but doesn't have any gaps in its minutes.
Fee had no vision of breaking this sword. I'm not even going to find the weakness that Fee's going to poke at.
Luca keeps fighting with an extra look on her face without looking like she cared about it, even though she knows she's being seen by Fee.
I know it's a lot of confidence, but now I know that confidence was also supported by strength. Well, the cooinu is stronger.
Fee still kept watching him fight even.
Luca turned against her new opponent and struck a sword from herself, smiling sparingly at the opponent who took the upper assault critically, whispering its beautiful face closer.
"Oh, you got it well. But... it's still sweet."
Waving his sword slightly behind him, he blew his opponent's sword over the sky, full of refinements to receive.