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

It was almost a month before I entered the smelter.

In the meantime, it was just a day of training without a day's rest, but fortunately no shepherds have passed peacefully.

"Yes, I will start training again today. Are you feeling well? Tell me as soon as you have a cold, an injury, or an anomaly. Because minor maladies can be the source of a major accident."

"Name it now -"

I also do the trainees' call-ups with my sister Selene, who came to visit me at the smelter today.

"No, no, wait, wait."

My friend Gashi scratches in there.

"Why are you doing this? It must be the instructor's job. What's that?

"I think so, too, but the instructor doesn't want to work, does he?

When I went to the instructor's office, I was drinking in the morning, and I said, "Do you know what I'm talking about? You can train yourself."

"Abandon your job, scum. Die."

Seki's mouth is unforgiving at times like this.

"Hey husband. You can't let that idiot get out of office, huh? You can charge as much as you want with your sister's connection, right?

"Yeah, that's why I'm firing you."

Exactly. The Imperial Army isn't stupid either, and Atecolo's workplace abandonment brightens up sooner or later.

Even though he was blamed for being a trainee harsh using the position of a teacher, he seems to be the only uneducated kid, such as teasing and pulling.

The empire is harsh without help.

I don't know about that attitude, but let's keep up with the tide now.

"Hit me. I'll take care of the training today. Because I have no choice. The training is a mock fight with our sister."

"willing to kill!?"

Everyone in the same period, thankfully, has gained a lot of strength in the past month.

Basic health has been followed, and collective action in the military has been well remembered.

His face is getting tougher.

There's no problem putting it out in action at any time now. It has a full finish.

Recruits are trained for about a month.

I mean, it's actually almost over.

The trainees here will be regular Imperial soldiers after the final exam, which will also take place tomorrow, and will be sent to battlefield.

"Short notice………."

There are only a few training periods left here.

And next up, we're in action.

Step by step, I feel like I'm approaching the "Beast Fantasy 4" production.

"Um……, true instructor……!?"

Who's the true instructor?

Synchronous trainees advance every step of the way. Yeah, we're in sync, right?

"The example people are not here yet...!?"

"Yeah, they are."

In any place, if more than a certain number of people get together, the problem child will show up.

Huh? Me?

... I think I might be a problem too.

There's more here.

That came late.

"Oh, thank you for your hard work, civilians."

Then there's the guy in the flashy outfit.

He should be the same trainee, but instead of wearing training armor, he weaves capes and other feathers and decorates his chest with roses.

Follow the four or five men in the rear... they are properly armored for once.

I'm supposed to be a trainee for once, but I can't read a bit from the looks of it when I'm serious about training.

"Gilly, if you're gonna train, I want you to get together on time."

"Even as far as I'm concerned, I'd like to fulfill my imperial nobility duties. It is intolerable to move with the stinking breath of the civilian population. Understand."

Trainee Gilly is some sort of Imperial aristocrat.

It is imperial fashion that such a nasty man and civilians interact and train together.

Thorough meritocracy manifests itself in such places.

But this Gilly doesn't seem to swallow the harshness of such an empire, and even the smelter follows the surroundings of the division to the royal temptation.

"The training period is almost over. You'll feel safe when it's clear and you become an official Imperial officer and you escape the stinking breath of civilians."

"You don't know if you can pass the final exam."

"Nobles have a standard that goes up, unlike you and the rest of the civilian population. Well, at best, the lower people will take the cheap pie from each other. But Jilla. You're nothing but a crappy civilian, but my reputation for you is high, right?

Boy speaks up a cocky cat.

"What do you say? Won't you be one of my men at dawn when you become a regular soldier? Imperial nobility, if you put me in my shelter, you'll stay alive and prosperous, right?

"Talk after you pass, think after you pass"

Frankly, he won't be able to pass the final exam.

Gilly looks sweetly at the Empire.

As long as you make me an imperial soldier unconditionally because I'm noble, I won't be forced into the smelter by civilians coming together from the start.

Before empire meritocracy, lineage was meaningless.

He will not be reunited within the army unless he realizes it.

"Well, don't say that. Actually, I need to talk to you. There's a connection in the Imperial Center. That's why I found out, isn't it?

And he turns his hand on my shoulder without saying no and moves half forcefully away from the other trainees.

He said not to be listened to in confidence.

"…… Soon His Majesty's SS will be restructured. They recruit a wide range of candidates, from active SS to recruits."

"What's that story?"

I know that.

It would be the same story I heard from Forte before.

"Timely, it looks like the selection test starts at the same time that we become regular soldiers. Don't you think we're lucky? As soon as we entered the empire, we had such a great chance! This must be God telling us to run up the street of birth!

Which god is that?

You mean the beast god beast the emperor Herod is under contract to?

"Jilla-kun! If you want, you can recommend you as a candidate as a priority in my power! And why don't you join me in naming the upper echelons of the Empire!!"

"Say no."

I was depressed and shook off my shoulder.

Or it was actually depressing.

"I know the story of the reorganization of the SS. It doesn't matter. Whether it involves me or not, I just accept it."

The new SS is definitely about the Twelve Apostles first.

If I were truly to enter the Twelve Apostles, nature and opportunity would come through without jittering.

Don't you need to flatter such an idiot?

"I don't even feel like entrusting the future to you. You will definitely fail the final exam and you will not be a regular soldier. Not like this."

"What!?"

"First, formally join the Imperial Army and prove your strength. Then you can listen to me for as long as you want."

Don't let it divide fate when he realizes the chillness of the empire.

If it's too late, at least, you'll be happier without realizing it until you die.

"Do you kick my invitation to the nobility...!? Of the civilians, at the time of the civilians. Yep!!"

Gilly raises her hand.

Four people surrounded me to respond to that.

They were walking with him.

What kind of junior aristocratic children can't stand against Gilly in position?

"Jilla-kun? No matter how many people you're dealing with, your hands, your legs? Why don't you just sit back and pledge your allegiance to me?

"How many?"

From what I can tell, there are no more than a thousand people on your level.

I had no choice, I just tried to ramble......

"Please wait"

There was someone behind Gilly.

He was still one of the people around him.

"We can't have as many as four or five people on our level against Zilla. It's just a payback. Let's pull over here and see how it goes."

"Chip, if you say so, there's no choice."

Gilly signaled again, so a few of the men to be besieged withdrew.

I felt like stroking my chest down.

"...... I feel bad! Let's just say we clear up our worries in the tavern, gentlemen. Hang out!

I say, take the offering, and go away.

…… training?

"I apologize to him for what he did."

That being said, it was one of the people around Gilly who was standing in his place earlier.

If I did it, I'd be long, skinny, but if it's just my upper back, it looks comparable to Gashi.

"My name is Ray. He is the son of a lowly nobleman. We can't leave him because of the house."

"Thanks for that..."

Something came up with different signs.

"You're right, Master Gilly looks sweetly at the Empire. The army is not inadvertent enough to pass unconditionally because he is the son of a senior nobleman. I've been pouring it over and over, but I can't get it to hear me."

and Ray and I get a weak cut look.

Looks like a hard worker.

"I know that I am not in charge of asking you to do this, but will you give me a chance every time I get a chance from you? I'm not saying I can't, but please."

After a deep thank you, Mr. Ray went after his departed husband.

Difficult person.

I know because I've lived in this world for over a decade too, but a lower aristocrat is poor and should live like a civilian.

Even though there is no Jia Loc, it is a troublesome position that all the glitches are filled with mountains.

There are many different people in this world.