I Reincarnated as a Villain of an RPG, But I Want to Survive

As a result, the training life at the Alchemy began in earnest.

The main training content is march training.

He wore armor for regular soldiers and even walked.

It's not half as far away from being walked as it is from being insulted to just walk.

I get walked through all day.

Around the Smelter's Square for weeks and weeks.

Besides, as mentioned, I also wear regular army armor, so that's heavy and reduces my health many times faster than normal.

In addition, the spears, swords, and the armaments that soldiers should naturally possess are also allowed to carry the necessary food and survival goods at the march point, which makes it a tremendous weight.

In short, training to be able to step up to a thousand miles away in exactly the same situation as the production. Naturally, in a trainee who hasn't even half-service yet, he doesn't have the strength to accomplish that.

One after the other, he fell to the ground.

"Who said to rest! Stand up! Stand up and walk! Can I help His Majesty the Emperor with such weakness, you garbage worms!

Instructor Atecolo shouts up his voice and scolds the trainees.

The crushed right fist was covered in gips.

You have this world gips.

"Teacher - are you sure I don't have to heal that injury -?

"It's annoying, garbage bug! Don't talk to me like that! All you have to do is talk to me when I ask you!!"

"Me, I also learned healing magic on my trip, so I can heal my fracture in an instant. Okay?

"It's annoying, you trashy bug!!"

The instructor yells back at me running the truck.

The other trainees were walking, but only I was forced to run.

Apparently it's part of the 'double training' that the instructor declared in his first contact.

By the way, the baggage carried is also twice as heavy as the others.

But among other things, I ran around without disturbing my breath.

Currently in the truck, standing on both legs and continuing to move was about my other few.

Everything else is rolling to the ground out of strength.

"Don't be mean, okay? If you let me do it, you'll recover in an instant, in an instant.

"I'm telling you to shut up, you garbage worm!

Finally, a runaway instructor rushes towards me from the center of the truck, but I'm running, too.

It keeps moving, so the distance between the pursuing side and the pursuing side is hard to narrow.

"Wait...... ugh! Stop! Hit...! Can't you stop...!

"Yes, yes."

Take the instructions and stop.

Instructor Atecolo follows me as I disturb my breath later.

"Zeze.... this garbage worm ah! You insult the instructor! This is sanctions!!"

Instructor Atecolo, shake the stick of the tree in your left hand and slap it against me.

At the moment of contact, the wooden rod became a fine fragment and broke.

"...... ugh!!"

Instructor Atecolo's face turned blue as the wooden ends were scattered.

"Are you sanctioning with tools without using your own hands? Sounds like you learned from the pain, doesn't it?

The < barrier shield > is always tensioned. As part of training, not caution.

"But as a mentor, I was wondering what it was like? Even if it's corporal punishment, isn't it with the pain in your beating fist that conveys your feelings?

The other trainees were gathering their gaze on both of us.

Atecolo's majesty as a teacher shrivels.

"And you don't even run. Leaving the trainees for weeks, you yourself just scream and yell without moving a step from the center of the truck..."

"Oh, what's wrong with that!?"

"Isn't it time for you to show me an example, instructor? Get ahead of us and show us what we should be as regular soldiers."

The colors of resentment appeared in the gaze of the trainees around him.

The resentment of "Just having fun with him" and "Making him look great" is springing up because of my point.

"I'm annoyed! Why did I cross you guys to walk!? It's not the instructor's job!

"Then how easy a job is a teaching profession. It's going to work for idiots."

"What are you doing?

I wasn't conscious, but I think I provoked it.

Anger rises on the depressed middle-aged face.

An intruder appeared in this instant atmosphere, scratching the scene even further.

"Brother!

"Heh?

At first I thought it was an illusion of my eyes, but it wasn't.

It was indeed my sister Selene.

Why are you here?!? Before I think, Selene approaches me with a fierce dash from the smelter's entrance and exit.

He's following me straight.

"Guuuuuuu!?"

Me, who can retreat about two meters with that impact.

However, he stood still with his legs stuck in the ground without unnecessarily falling mane.

I kept my brother dignified.

"Selene? Why are you here? Tough tackle!?"

"I'm here to support your brother in training! Phew!"

Backup is...!?

Besides, even my sister, she's an elite candidate in the empire, so can't she have to train herself?

"Hey, then what about that little girl!? Dirt the sacred alchemy ah!?"

Instructor Atecolo is angry with Cancún.

"Excuse me! My sister did something on her own......!

"Sister?... Well, if my brother is garbage, my sister is garbage too. Such a dirty little shit."

"Ahhh?

What are you talking about?

You don't have to say bad things to me, but I won't let you say bad things to my sister. Let's kill him.

"Gwah!?"

And Atecolo was blown away.

But not me.

It was my sister Selene who hit me.

"What did you just say? Did I mention your brother was garbage?

The look on my sister's face, including the cold anger I've never seen.

"Even if you don't mind a bad word about Atashi, I won't tolerate a bad word from your brother. Shall I kill you? This elite candidate, Selene."

"Elite Candidate!?"

As soon as I heard the title, Atecolo's expression turned blue again.

And also from the surrounding Kosokoso stories.............

"Hey, that little one, he's an elite candidate......!?"

"Leader of this semester's elite candidate, it is said that he will be sure to join SS soon, isn't it Selene!?"

"Is it Selene with the nickname 'Destruction Lori'?!?"

"I can't believe I'm shielding top elite candidates in my general clerical duties...... Atecolo is dead!?"

I hear confusion from the trainees.

"Elite Candidate!? Hih!? Hih no...... Huh!?"

Instructor Atecolo, take an immediate dugout position on the spot.

"My apologies! I don't know you in that capacity! Instructor Atecolo. It was a lifetime of unconsciousness!

What is this vibrant transformation?

The man who was as prestigious as a king has changed too much for the trainee.

"…… Seki!

"Yes, yes."

At a time like this, it's best to ask an informant.

"Elite candidates are given official military citizenship even at the candidate stage. Also, it's very high. When you're a general smelter, you're an elite person who can talk."

"If I defy you, they'll kill me?

"Ranri."

Seriously.

I can't believe my sister used to wield such power before I knew it.

"I mean, Jilla-kun? You were the brother of" Destruction Lori "Selene? Isn't that amazing? I was suddenly convinced of your bucket strength. But you know what? I dare you? Why is such a bucket in a general smelter!?"

The extra color disappears from the seki too and there is no detour to pursuit.

"Really...!?"

"Aren't you Majimon's most powerful elite……!?"

and hissohisso voices from the surroundings are also getting louder and louder.

You don't sound like a hippo already.

I'm kind of losing my temper, so I decided to talk to Selene to change the subject.

Selene is stubbornly hunting down Atecolo.

"Uh, with that said, selenium. You have it. What is it?

"Uh, this?

My sister is carrying some kind of monster, but it was an iron stick in a nutshell.

But unusually large.

First of all, it is much longer than the height of Selene, the owner, from the full length. The thickness is also the same as that of Marutai.

Such a big man, who would weigh a fair amount, Selene is carrying it lightly.

"It's part of the training. A teacher at the training center. Always carry it to build strength!

"So something that looks heavy to see like this...!?"

"Heavy. Hey, brother. Want to hold it?

"Oh."

My sister tried to hand me a giant iron bar.

Hold on tight, I'll swing around to try.

Hum, Hum, Hum, Hum.

"It's really heavy."

"" "" "That's a lie. Ah!?" ""

For some reason, the scratch came from all directions.

"Hyun-hyun said it! The sound of cutting the wind! He was shaking it so lightly!

"But every time I shook it, the sand was rolling up! Absolutely heavy! I can't believe you swing that lightly!

"Monster! Too monstrous!!"

There was some scattering of ratings from other trainees.

Still, my life at the Alchemy continues unabated.