Even then, Lecon began to visit the northern quarters every now and again.
Is it just that time of year, many of the ones in the north quarters got old.
My predecessor Trolley also seemed to see that as a problem, and he was building a lot of repair and replacement plans, but he was going to be punished in the form of getting caught up in his friend Carnegis, and he couldn't find a take over and stopped there.
Recon has now taken over the carpenter and other things, and he's working on a repair plan for the northern quarters. Thanks to the fact that before, where it broke in the northern quarters, it was now picky and the boys were happy.
In part, he said he got rid of the graffiti of his work, or that masterpiece of ours, and the apprentice knights and knights who were supposed to have graduated from the northern quarters mourned, but that doesn't matter.
Particularly to the seniors who came all the way to the northern quarters to express their mourning and regret, they returned.
Eventually all the boys in the north quarters got to know him. The gentle and serene Recon had a good reputation among the apprentice knights, as did his predecessor Trolley.
But I don't quite hear you officially take up general affairs.
Phee was also questioning that point.
As Phee walked through the royal palace yard, she found Recon there.
He's carrying some big baggage. Surprisingly powerful, or four boxes, but it's dangerous because I haven't seen the front because of it.
Phee rushed over to Recon and said.
"Mr. Recon, I can help you."
"Oh, help me - it's Heath..."
I tried to be helpful, Recon, but when I checked in on Fee, I got a bit of a troubled face. And Fee gets annoyed.
"What is it, the reaction!
"I'll tell you what, it's pretty heavy..."
"If you look like this and you're powerful, you can't beat everyone! Give me half, I'll carry it!
Slap him in the arm. Fee declares that confidently, but as usual, it was a lie.
"Is it true...?
The look on Recon's face was also suspicious.
Still two boxes. Recon put them on the ground, and Phee tried to lift it.
"Fluffy!
I won't lift it. The box weighed quite a bit as to what was in it.
"Look, I can't, so let's not do this anymore. Look, Heath, I already know you're strong. My back hurts, right?
Recon, who looked worried when he saw it, brought a smaller box for Fee and gave it to him.
"Then I wonder if I could ask for this! It would be very helpful if you carried me!
The box was a weight that even Fee could manage to hold. Phee also decided to carry it honestly because it's just not bad to interrupt.
Still pretty heavy and on my arm. If it were the other boys, I'd carry this lightly.
(I knew I was going to get stronger, but I'm no match for the boys with my powers...)
Fee felt his powerlessness again.
Then he asks concerned about the contents of the luggage.
"What's this in there?
"Oh, it's a wooden sword. Looks like the north quarters are getting a lot older. I'm about to replace it with a new one."
Recon wasn't trying to fix the equipment, he was trying to keep it up to date with the tools.
I think he's a really kind person.
So they were trying to carry the new wooden sword to the warehouse.
Convert the journey to the warehouse with Recon.
"Is it hard to train knights after all?
It turns out that Recon's words contain an out-of-the-box concern that something as small as Fee isn't struggling.
"Um, it was tough when I just got in, but I'm very used to it now. There are some places around here that are no match, but I've been working on a lot of ideas for them."
"Idea?"
And he said unto Lecon, when he had heard back, that Phee was blinding.
"You planted a hidden weapon in your uniform."
"Ha..."
Recon laughs bitterly at it.
"Speaking of which, you belonged to the 18th Knights. What are you doing in the Knights?
"Eh, you grow potted plants together, you get special moves from your master, you drink tea with him"
"Well, that's unique..."
Recon reacts bewildered by Fee's answer.
But it's true, so I can't help it. Phil, I can't talk about the relationship.
That's how they got to the warehouse as we talked.