Kochugunshikan Boukensha ni Naru

The prosthesis is completed.

It was a frightening task, as Clelia woke up in the middle of the night.

To be honest, it wasn't completed unless we could find a toolbox for maintenance of the carriage. No, it would not have been completed if any of the materials for this prosthesis were missing.

It was a serious work of confidence. The design was nanom, and it was made by instructing nanom in millimeters.

The construction is simple: the main materials are a carriage suspension, something like a large, elongated metal mug, a horse harness, and a small vise in a toolbox.

The suspension had a dogleg shape to absorb shocks, and then extended straight up for mounting on a carriage. It would not have been possible without this shape.

Also, the hardness of the suspension was exquisite. A miracle, not too hard or too soft.

I couldn't tell what kind of material it was made of, but they said it was not a tree or metal, but a part of a living body. It was very durable, and the strength used for the suspension was reasonable.

Second, a large metal mug-like thing is shaped like a champagne glass, gradually increasing in diameter from bottom to top. This diameter is just as thick as a Clelia calf.

The thickness of Clelia's calf has been confirmed by zooming in from afar.

In the process, the handle of the mug and unnecessary parts of the root are cut with a laser gun and welded with a laser gun in the same way.

This welding angle was the key. The weight of the clariah + the weight of the equipment calculated by Nanom was actually applied to the suspension, and the weld was then made at an angle so that the suspension stay was vertical.

Round the tip of the suspension's tread and sharpen it with a knife to the specified angle.

After that, it is almost completed by fixing the suspension with a vise. Use the harness belt to secure your feet to the lower knees so that your feet do not fall out of the glass.

Clelia puts her feet in a mug and uses it with a belt to secure her feet. The selling point is that you can freely change the length by adjusting the height with a vise.

As expected, it's already hero. The night is already over. If I was worried about what to do with Clelia, he just got up.

From here, it is a game against time.

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When I woke up in the morning, Alan Corinth was no, Sir Corinth was already awake. As soon as he approached, he began to look happy with something weird. It looks like part of a ceremonial cup, but the others are unknown. Although it is explained by mouth, of course, the meaning is not understood. He was suddenly lifted, as if he had lost numbness. For some reason I was sitting in a piled trunk case that was nearby. Wrap the cloth, which seems to have been prepared in advance, around the cut legs. I don't know what it means, and I'm still there.

After that, I put my feet in the unusual thing's cup. When he muttered his head, he wrapped another piece of cloth and did the same thing. He seemed convinced that he started wrapping his belt under his knees and fixing something weird.

After fixing, take the right hand and do the gesture to stand. No way! She is forcibly grasped on both shoulders and lifted up. The heart beats violently. No such thing! He sat down looking closely at the whole body.

In addition, I am adjusting something while saying grumpy. I had been keeping my heart rumbling from a while ago. No way, thinking that it shouldn't be.

In addition, both shoulders are forcibly grasped and erect. Also, look as if observing. Seems convinced. Slowly drag my arm. Take a terrifying step. I fell stumbled because I didn't know how, but Lord Corinth supported me. The feet seem to have to be raised high.

Step on. Step on. Step on. It's a weird feeling when you multiply your weight.

Step on. Step on. Step on. This is not possible. You seem to be dreaming.

Step on. Step on. Step on. Sir Corinth released one hand and lined up beside me.

Step on. Step on. Step on. It's like dancing.

Step on. Step on. Step on. Sir Corinth has completely released his hands. Walk side by side.

Step on. Step on. Step on. Sir Corinth stopped.

Walk with your feet around Sir Corinth.

Step on. Step on. Step on.

I was crying.

Step on. Step on. Step on.

"Ah, it's amazing! Lord Corinth! Laughing while crying.

Step on. Step on. Step on.

I just walked on my feet for a long time. When he stopped, he staggered but picked up.

"Sir Corinth! This is fantastic! I can't believe this is possible! 』

Sir Corinth, of course, didn't make sense, but it was a smile that she was happy.

I want to convey more joy as it is, but in fact I suddenly wanted to add more. Otherwise, he would have kept walking.

How should that be communicated? Until yesterday, Fal was on the side and left everything up, so I never told them directly.

Thinking for a moment, he pointed at the forest, pointed at himself, and again at the forest. Do you understand?

Lord Corinth nodded and made a circle with his fingers. Then, when I did something like waiting, I grabbed an unfamiliar spear-like crab that was on my side and ran with great speed into the forest. He ran about three or four minutes later and came back and nodded and made a circle with his finger. He must have gone to reconnaissance. Sir Corinth sat down and signaled that he was here.

I went to the forest with my gloves, turning red.

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(Nanom, mission complete)

Of course, A ++ judgment.

[Roger that]

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Upon returning, Lord Corinth gestured and told him to sleep.

After all, this kind of thing cannot be made in the early hours of the morning. He made it all night for me. It's just my head.

She tried to sleep on the ground and was prompted to sleep on a blanket. Originally this blanket belongs to Lord Corinth. Indeed, this man is like a noble man. Caring, gentle, smart and strong.

So strong. I was confused yesterday and didn't notice, but at the last moment with Captain Antes, there should have been more than ten Greyhounds around. Probably killing them alone.

Yesterday I lost my limbs due to my carelessness. Yesterday, I removed the shin and arm rests as annoying to do the same as before. Losing limbs is self-employed.

No, or if you were wearing your shin and arm rests, you might have been squeezing your throat just like everyone else. I can't help thinking about it now.

Last night I couldn't sleep well after lying down. One-sided people The death of a fellow, the sacrifice he has made, anxiety about what must be accomplished, the loss of his limbs, and his future life.

I am finally alone. Who will follow those who are unilateral and cannot walk on their own? Given that, I couldn't sleep well.

But with these feet, I can still walk. I'm a humble person, but I can still do my best!

Yesterday was the worst day of my life, but I met Sir Corinth's fortune. Sir Corinth has benefited again. I haven't returned anything yet.

As soon as Sir Corinth wakes up, he must leave. Let's prepare for that.

Will Sir Corinth follow me ...

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Wow, I'm still honest, but it's myself that asked Nanom to wake me up before noon. Give up and get up. There is a lot to do.

Clelia was thinking in front of the luggage hill. Apparently he was sorting out what he needed. I wish I could stay quiet if possible.

Let's look at it together.

Four large leather bags were opened, and they seemed to have selected what they needed. I was thinking, I was standing sideways, and now I realized that I noticed and closed in a hurry the case with the women's clothing. No, didn't you watch it separately? Really.

Clelia started a gesture game as if she remembered something. There seems to be something to tell.

He walked for a short while lifting his own sword without pulling it out of the sheath, pointing at the end of the road that he had passed, slowly moving his finger, and Clelia pointed at himself.

How! Are you being chased? Maybe Clelia is a criminal! ? A thief? Or it might be during the war. Give an OK sign with your finger.

How many people? This is my turn. He increased his fingers one by one and asked him to stop with the correct answer, but was stopped immediately by Clelia.

Well that's right. Ten groups were running away. I thought there would be more than 10 people, but I did not understand.

[Please stop this silent communication habit]

Unusually, Nanom complained. I know. Maybe this is my fault.

Give Clelia an OK sign with her finger.

Next is time. I pointed at the star and moved slowly to the west. I know. Isn't it strange if you start speaking suddenly?

Clelia did the act of not knowing it.

I gave the OK sign.

Well, it sorts of luggage. I don't think he's coming soon.

I'm being chased by someone, but I don't know how big or when it will come. Something seems to be in translation.

Actually, I was going to rest one day today and plan to leave after tomorrow, but I have to change my schedule. Given Clelia's feet, she wants to leave immediately.

Immediately, let's choose the luggage to bring.

Is there something like a bag?

(Highlight the bag or bag)

Some are colored red when looking around. Oh, in such a place. There was something like a big shoulder bag a little away from the place where the bonfire was first fired. Oh, like a bag for food. Speaking of which, I was wondering because I could not find any kind of food.

Hooray! Contains something like salt. This is pepper! ? It is sudden treasure discovery!

The bag next to it contains cooking utensils. Frying pans, pots, knives, forks, plates and so on. This is also a treasure!

There was a huge bag near the bag. What's inside ... is this a blanket? I don't need this. My blanket is much better. It's keep for the time being.

There was something like a fairly nice shoulder bag near the fallen carriage. Oh, what is this? There is not much inside. At first glance, it seemed like something like women's underwear, or something small.

As I was busy, I passed casually to Clelia as I passed by. Clelia looked at her and stared at her. No, I'm not bad at all.

Oops, the horse saddle also has something like a bag on both sides. Indeed, personal belongings would have been put in this. First, let's examine the contents.

An hour later, I was finally able to grasp all the supplies. He touches a chemical-like thing he found yesterday and asks Nanom to confirm it.

First confirm with Clelia the collected goods. Is it okay to do things like putting things in bags I asked. Clelia nods.

(Tell me what you can carry, your bag, and what you think you need. I don't want Clelia to have only one or two bags.)

One of the bags glows blue and supplies are highlighted in red. I will put it in crispy. Alright next.

After all, it became a backpack and three bags. Everything is full of bread and bread.

All I can have is a backpack, two bags, two blankets and a rifle. When you set up a rifle, it's like throwing away your bag right away.

I noticed that the other jumpsuit that had been hooked and dried yesterday was gone. It must have been dropped while running. As expected, I do not want to go picking up anymore.

Ask Celia to have her smallest shoulder bag. Clelia also kept an example of a shoulder bag, such as her own clothing, in addition to this bag.

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I told Sir Corinth that I was being chased. I can't help explaining it. Perhaps someone will search this way. There were not many ways we could escape.

I was afraid to give this explanation to Sir Corinth. There is no reason why Sir Corinth, who has no connection with him, has anything to do with anyone following me. Who can blame Sir Corinth for breaking up?

However, Sir Corinth was surprised to explain, but did not seem particularly upset. Did not it reach properly? No, it must have been transmitted.

Shortly thereafter, Sir Corinth began action. Seems to confirm supplies. Walk around and collect supplies in the center of the square. She seemed convinced and asked if she could put supplies in her bag. When he nods, he puts it in his bag without hesitation. Seems to think in advance. Sir Corinth's choices were just what they seemed. I was thinking, but none of this seemed necessary and I couldn't decide at all. Eventually, it was packed into three bags, one used by a peddler who was Sir Corinth's personal property.

Sir Corinth pointed to himself after pointing at his personal bag and two larger bags, pointing at the smallest bag and pointing at me. This was the first time I was convinced that Lord Corinth was going to accompany me.

Yes, Lord Corinth was a real nobleman. I suspected it a little and became furiously ashamed.

In the process of organizing the luggage, he noticed that Sir Corinth did not have his own sword. Perhaps when you defeated Greyhound, you used a sword that had fallen.

I found everyone's swords and collected them, but unfortunately I can't take them. Then he thought he would use these swords with Lord Corinth. He brought Sir Corinth to the place where he collected his swords, and explained with gestures to choose one.

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As Clelia pulled her hand, there were swords lined up there. Probably her fellow. It seems that you are choosing one.

If you use a pulse rifle or laser gun as it is, the energy pack will be empty someday. When that happens, it is useless. You may want to have a replacement weapon.

A sword? Nostalgic. Of course, it's my first time seeing a real sword. But VR games are different.

From junior high school to high school, sword-based VR games were very popular at the school I was attending. I was absorbed and absorbed without exception.

The name of the game is "Swordsman". RPG, but a common game that also has an interpersonal mode.

After all, for about four years, he would have been into this game forever. However, the school boom had subsided and eventually ceased.

In the last year he quit, he flew to ninth place in a competitive mode tournament for the home planet world tournament.

At that time, he was also on the local news on the internet and was a schoolboy hero.

It goes without saying that we invested a great deal of time and pocket money, but of course, now, when I think about it, I guess I poured everything into that unproductive thing. No, I was tempted to think that if that experience was used, that pocket money might not have been wasted.

Choosing a sword that is similar in shape to the sword used in the game will get Clelia a little away.

Well, what kind of feeling? Yes, remember the time of that tournament. Yes, that was when I was 14 years old. At that time, the tournament felt like a climax of my life.

It's time to log in every day, and finally use the now regulated clock-up module.

Remember that time and slowly shake your sword. Oh, the hot feeling at that time I remembered. After a while playing the sword, I remembered again. Oh, I remembered it. The saddle technique used in that tournament.

Corinthian swords technique The last secret mystery Meteor stream.

It is a combo of 24 consecutive strikes that emphasizes the attack of one child.

Oh! What is the naming now? By the way, there is no Meteor-like movement in the continuous strike. Shake your body with your sword for a while.

(Support me)

If you tell Nanom your image and ask, he will try the basic combo used in the game. Oh! The body moves. Isn't it like that? If you try one, the other combos will be remembered more and more. Does this mean that the body remembers? Have fun and try other combos. Oh! This is fun!

Imagine a Meteor stream in your head. I remembered. This is a technique that you practiced thousands and tens of thousands of times, and you should be able to do it. When the image was completed, we rolled out the Meteor stream.

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Sir Corinth had been screaming for a while, but when he looked at the sword, his eyes changed. Without hesitation he picked the sword he was using.

I wrapped my tongue in the eyes of Lord Corinth. At first glance, the sword used by Antes was a normal sword, but a magical sword. I know that I had granted the leader with my own hands, but I couldn't imagine anyone at a glance seeing it.

Sir Corinth gestured away and drew his sword. You can finally see the arm of Lord Corinthian sword.

At first he started swinging his sword casually. Pretend to be shoulders. The sword swings faster and faster. I started a series of moves. What a sharp sword! After that, he starts a series of hits that he has not seen one after another. Strikes did not resemble any school. This will be difficult to deal with at first glance.

Five strikes! ? Oh! What a barrage!

Lord Corinth has stopped moving. Close your eyes and concentrate on something. I was convinced that this would be a great trick.

Lord Corinth opens his eyes. There is an extraordinary atmosphere. I'm just holding my sword straight, but that's horrible. What a sword!

The next moment, a barrage began. It is a continuous attack that can not be seen. No, not just a sword. Physical techniques such as kicking and foot hopping are also interwoven. The barrage continues. Not finished yet. The last step was finished with a sharp downhill shot from the top.

I was stunned.

It was a sword technique like a beautiful dance. It is a behavior not found in any school. This is definitely not the first to be seen by anyone. Yes, even that sword holy. It was such a wonderful sword technique.

Such a sword technique, surely the trump card of Sir Corinth. To show me the trump card up close!

For a swordsman, the trump card is the same as life. Unless you have a master-slave relationship, you will never show it to others. If you show them, only those you trust enough to save their lives.

I was so excited about Sir Corinth's trust in me. I can't say he has a relationship of trust with Sir Corinth. But if you don't start to believe somewhere in humans, you can't start. This is a signal that Lord Corinth believes in me as we work together.

I also believe in Sir Corinth!