The dorm manager contacted me a week after we talked.
And they called him to leave the dormitory to go to school in the morning.
"Good morning, Mr. Eldo. Can I have a word?"
"Good morning. What is it?
"Talk about the archery of the sword before this. They said they'd take it."
"Is it true!
I had been going through the basic books on classes and swords for once and practicing, but it still didn't seem like I was getting better because I couldn't get a look at the details without someone to teach me professionally.
Well, if you can wave your sword for a week or so, nobody's gonna have a hard time...
"So, I'm talking about you coming over this evening. Since when do you want me to look at you? He says he can start today."
"Of course I beg you today. The swordsmanship has left a lot of them around."
Can you see the spiciness of not letting only one person have a meeting during class and even continuing to bare the basics? I'm so ashamed of you.
In the meantime, Leila, Battis, and Leon are rewarded with great swordsmanship. Every time I shake something, I pant on the ground nearby and crack. They seem to be moving faster and faster, and I honestly don't want to get near them during their practice.
"I get it. Then come to the janitor's office after class."
"Yes, then I'll go"
"Go away"
I bowed to the janitor and headed to the academy.
Finish the class and head straight to the janitor's office with your legs. It is quite hectic because it is organized in a menu for raising military personnel even in regular classes. But I can't go up there without trying harder from here. Shake off the fatigue. I'll knock on the janitor's office.
It's Eldo.
The door opened and the usual janitor came out.
"There you are, he's already here. I'll introduce you. Go inside."
"I'm sorry to bother you"
Enter the janitor's office as prompted.
Inside, it's about the size of connecting two rooms for students.
And on a table placed in the center, the woman sat. A woman raises her gaze and meets me.
As for the first impression, is it a slightly stubborn woman? She looks pretty young and in her twenties.
Silver hair gives a cool impression and slightly raised eyeballs give sharpness to the gaze.
I was quite surprised inside because I thought older people were coming.
"The child?
"Yeah, she wants me to teach her sword."
"Oh, my name is Eldo"
"It's Rene. I know you're asking, but I'm going to support Grandma today, so thank you."
"Yes, thank you"
Mr. Rene has stood up and put out his hand, so I shake my hand back.
"Then I'd just like to go with practice, would Grandma be nice?
"I've talked more or less about talking. Teach me well and treat me."
"Okay. Then leave your stuff and come to the backyard."
"Yes."
When I rushed back to my room, I threw the bag I had in my bed and changed into something I could exercise in.
If I ran down the stairs and out into the backyard, Mr. Rene would have already waited with his sword.
"The prep movement - it doesn't seem necessary. I'll start by looking at it barely. Swing with this sword."
"Okay."
I receive a middle sword from Mr. Rene and make the mould as I learned at the Academy.
Basically, stand with an interruption, with your right foot in front of you and your left foot behind you. This was surprisingly easy to do because it resembled a kendo setup.
Swing your sword up from there and straight down.
Stop where the tip of the sword swung down to the height of your chest and hoist it overhead again.
After repeating it several times, Mr. Rene approached. Then he goes around behind his back and grabs his arm with me swinging my sword up.
"Stop for a second. Keep your legs where they are, pull your elbows a little more so the force is easy to pass on."
That's what I'm gonna say. I'm gonna fix my mould one by one.
I wave my sword again, paying attention to what I'm told. Then I stopped feeling the weight of the sword more than earlier.
Just change the way you stand a few centimeters, will this change the way you apply the force...
Makes it a little easier, increasing the speed at which you wave your sword.
Originally, the muscles were firmly attached. I don't get tired as quickly as an amateur.
"Yeah, you're starting to feel good."
I'm a little embarrassed to be seen licking my whole body around, but I also break this off and wave my sword as a test to focus on.
The huffle was just starting to run out of breath, and Mr. Rene took a stop.
"This will be enough foundation. And then it's a daily repetition."
"Thank you"
"But this isn't all satisfying, is it? I heard you're looking to top your grades."
"Yes, I got the results from my exam at the admissions ceremony today, but I was fourth among the pilots disciplines"
"I think a fourth place would be a pretty good grade?
Sure, if you just look at that number, it might be enough. But as a pilot, I get half as likely to be assigned to the Armunale squad.
Always assigned to the squad each year are the top two in grades. The rest depends on the squad's availability. That's why we have to be the top two if we're going for it.
Besides...
"There's too much difference between you and me."
The first place was indicative Leila. Then followed by Leon in second place and Battis in third place. And there were forty points between me and Battis. There are nearly a hundred points to the difference with Leila.
"My faults are history and swordsmanship. The other numbers were almost full, so the only way to close the gap is to push these two up."
"Was I? So this year's students seem to have a pretty good selection of students. If all grades are almost full to two, and one more to spare, then surely your age could be quite a fierce battle, Eldo."
"It's not nearly full."
I will make a correction to Mr. Rene's words, which he snorts to his satisfaction.
"Huh?"
Mr. Rene tilts his face and his silver hair shakes.
"It's called the # 1 Layla, but it's full in all subjects. No mistakes, all-perfect."
Yes, Layla got a full score on all the exams. This has been largely announced today as the first event since the beginning of the Academy.
Among the instructors, it was already rumored that Leila's entry into the Armunale squad was a certainty, possibly not a co-pilot, and could suddenly even serve as the main one.
"I have to catch up with him. If I don't, I won't be an Armunale rider with confidence."
"Why do you want to be an Armunale ride by so long?
"Huh?"
Now I tilted my neck.
"I think my grandmother told me that I was a support maid"
"Yeah, he said he was a junior."
"That's right. So I've seen something called an actual battlefield."
There was something sinking in Mr. Rene's expression. His eyes sway, and yet he sees something glowing in his eyes.
Tapping her elbow was a tough thing to protect from a cool woman earlier.
"Further ahead of Jakarta, security in the buffer zone with Obard was the task of my assigned squad. Even in the town I was waiting for, I accepted the injured, so I worked there temporarily."
The support maid will be waiting in a nearby town while the crew is on the battlefield. In the meantime, we need to help a nearby shelter because we're losing support for our lives.
"The injured never stopped coming or coming, only a voice in pain continued to remain in me. Close your eyes and you'll hear the agony of the injured. I couldn't sleep well because of it, and if I didn't work, I wouldn't be able to stay sane."
"It's..."
"Yeah, we'll continue to treat them to keep them sane and see soldiers unnecessarily agonized because of that treatment. I was captured in a negative spiral, and I shut my heart and just kept treating it like a machine."
Treatments that never end. How painful was that? The support maid was not trained for ambulance. These are the maids trained to help the knights live their lives. That is why the voices of the soldiers should have determined Mr. Rene's heart.
"It was about two weeks after I went on like that. A soldier was brought into the ambulance where I work. The man was a mechanic for my squad. One arm was gone, his leg was broken, and a tremendous amount of blood was shed from his forehead. Fortunately, my treatment took my life in time, but that wasn't the end of it."
Mechanic injury. However, the mechanic should visit the basic campsite and make repairs when the Armunale returns. Only Armunale rides go to the front line. Yet the mechanic was injured...
"Yeah, that means the squad's armunale was destroyed and allowed to march all the way to the campsite. And only that mechanic survived in my squad."
That's the worst thing that can happen.
"Maybe that's when. What broke my heart. The squad was disbanded, and with the new personnel, I was sent back, but I turned it down and came back to this town."
From Mr. Rene's eyes, who said so, tears continued to flow unstoppably.
"I was scared. He was a companion who supported him hard and laughed at him together, albeit for a short period of time. But at the end of the day, where I don't know, he was dead at some point. I couldn't bear to think that the same thing would happen again and keep hearing that agony"
What Ms René told us was the reality of war.
Videos and materials alone don't tell, a raw scene. Its misery, its sense of nothingness, that sort of thing comes through with a hint.
"Why do you want to be an Armunale rider? Are you going to go to that battlefield yourself until you make so much effort?
"It's..."
The words didn't last.
I just couldn't answer that because I like Armunale and that's all. The answer even felt like trampling her thoughts now. But...
"On that battlefield, do you know that you might die? Have you considered the thoughts of those left behind?
"Yes, I do."
"Then why!
"I'm not proud of you, but I confessed to you from childhood before I got here."
That's what I say. I take the amulet out of my chest. It's the amulet I always wear except when I'm home after I get it.
"I was pretty happy. But I said no. Because knowledge showed that the high mortality rate of Armunale pilots. If he told me not to go, I'd be pretty lost."
But in fact, you supported my dream. He even made an amulet while creating a burn on his hand and sent me out.
"I dream of becoming an Armunale pilot. Because I love to move Armunale."
"Is that... is that a priority over someone who loved me?
"I wonder. Honestly, I don't know."
When I heard about the raw battlefield experience, I knew I wasn't ready yet.
But the thought of giving up the pilot didn't spark any shards either. Probably that's me.
I wanted to pilot the robot until I was reincarnated, I guess it's my undisputed heart.
So I'm not giving up.
"I don't know, but I don't want to throw up lies in my heart. I'm sure he liked me because that's me, too. That's why I'm going straight. the status of an Armunale rider."
……
"With an answer like this, are you not convinced?
"For the people, for the king, as a knight. If you'd answered me that way, I'd have been easily truncated......... you're just like the captain, too. He also said the captain of the squad I was assigned to. I'm afraid of the battlefield, but he said it would be more fun to steer the Armunale than that. I wonder how happy I would be to be able to pilot this in a world without battle."
Sure looks interesting, too. There is something heartbreaking about the battle between robots, but isn't it quite B to call them man-made robots that do construction and civil engineering? Take charge of Marutai, lift the stone, fill it with mud, and clean the dirty robot when the day is over. If I had such a job in modern times, I would definitely have been in a job.
"That's good, that. Then we just have to end the war. Please continue your instruction. I'm going to be the Armunale Rider, and I'm going to capture all the enemy Armunales."
A skirmish with Obard, whose end point is clearly visible.
Armunale, an absolute force. If you take it all away, it becomes an unbridgeable difference to the other country. That is the end of this battle.
"That's a reliable word. Okay, then I'll tell Mr. Eldo all the sword moves I can have. My guidance is strict."
Mr. Rene, wiping his tears and cheering to say so, seemed very kind.
Six months after I started taking Mr. Rene's guidance, there was me at the academy who improved from the front to a level where I could shoot each other.
"Why are you being so good!
"I'm sure it's decided because I trained you crazy for death!
Gatin and I bump each other's swords and talk to Badis as he presses.
Mr. Rene, you looked really sweet then, but you were just a ghost when you practiced.
To relentless intrusion, thorough hands-on training. Of course, if the mold breaks down at all, I'll be pointing it out there relentlessly. By slashing him with a sword, not words...
If you take off your clothes, you'll find many marks of a piece of skin slashed with a sword in my body. By the way, the most common is the right arm and the next most common is the left foot.
At first, he was careful not to slash his clothes, but along the way, he started slashing his athletic clothes relentlessly. So now, I'm practicing naked in my upper body.
When I tried to take one of them with a bit of small work, they made a red line on my neck and cheeks. Honestly, I thought you were dead then...
"I've been practicing this one for years! Easy to get pulled out!
"It's not time, density is the problem!
We overlap intense sword rewards, and we lose strength to each other.
I'm starting to get a little tired, and that's the important branch of the fight. If it's not advantageous here, keep pushing it down.
Receive Batis' sword and aim at your belly with a pattern. It was snubbed, and there was a gap in my back.
Batis cuts right in there. But if you can predict it, it won't be a gap.
With one foot on the axis, the sword is forcefully cast as the body rotates and falls further down. Wave your sword toward Batis' feet as he slaps the ground with one hand and shocks.
It is flaunted by the leap, but only gives us time for what we fly.
He regained his posture and reassembled his sword while gaining distance to the landing.
"Why are you so inevitable! That's crazy!?
"I've been taught to dodge and defend."
"What the hell, Eldo's master!
Mr. Rene has taught me to dodge and defend myself thoroughly. Personally, I'd like to know a lot about how to attack, but Mr. Rene says, "If you've avoided it all, then your opponent will be tired. You can hit any attack if you're tired," he said. That may be true, but this way of fighting will take too long...
The audience around us has been watching us fight for more than half an hour. Most swordsmanship games are long enough to be decided.
"It's time to fight. It's almost noon."
"What!?
"Damn...... it's bad that Batis is a health idiot!
"Oh man!
Eventually, no battles were won until noon, and our victories and losses were deposited and carried over to the dining room.
"Really, boys are dumb, aren't they?
"Hey, I want you not to keep me with these guys. It's these guys, so they're stupid."
A pile of meat and vegetables piled high before me and Batis. Leila and Leon looking at it with a frightened look.
"Fine, which one finishes eating first. This is the battle."
"Just what I want."
"Leila, signal to start, please."
"Yes, yes, here we go"
Layla signals the start, and we're gonna chop up the mountain right in front of us.
Stick to the steak and muddle the vegetables. Pour in with water and roam the bread.
Munchkin Mogu keeps eating at heart and watching the enemy from time to time.
Batis is also eating with considerable momentum. Is it as good as I am? Then we'll accelerate even further here!
I eat bread to soak it in water and pour it in. Battis was surprised at my behavior at first, but when he understood what it meant, he immediately began to imitate and eat. But I got the starting dash.
Make a slight difference and the meal goes on. Soon the audience began to gather and our table was surrounded by students.
"After half of both, we have already flattened the 70%! What I'm currently leading is a boy with a slightly sleepy eye who's eating guts for some reason, an Erdo player with a year of pilots discipline, according to information! The opponent Batis is desperately eating, but he can't capture that back because he's eating at the same pace!
Sleep sounds superfluous. When are we going to be able to find out what's going on?
"Here Eldo finished eating his vegetables! Only meat! But Batis seems to have just finished eating meat! I'm very excited to see how this difference in choice will affect wins and losses! Hey, is Batis' hand slowing down here! But Erdo also looks like he's having a hard time chewing off meat! I can't help but use hard meat to secure the amount!
Batis doesn't like vegetables. I guess that's why I stayed until the end. I left the meat because I was eating vegetables to get rid of the meat.
Even so, this meat is really hard. I didn't care so much because I usually take it cut to dice, but the solidity is plain spicy when it's steak.
My jaw gets tired. But you can't lose!
"Oops! Erdo, the operation of slicing the steak thinly in two layers to cover jaw fatigue! Batis is wearing a lot of dressing! Wouldn't that be a little too spicy?
Battis came sparring, too. I'm going to undo the vegetable bitterness with a dressing. But it's too late! My operation's already done!
"This is! Erdo, by cutting two pieces at once, he's skipping time for a cut! After that, only push it into your stomach! Battis is a pepper! The fork is stopping on the pepper!
Now I win!
Throw the meat into your mouth and lend it. I don't know what it tastes like anymore. It just chews through the hard meat and swallows it from what has grown in size through its throat.
And...
"It's over!
Gatan and momentum. Place the fork and knife well, with your hands in your arms as you stand up.
"Damn it! The winner is Eldo! Battis tore by Pepper!
"We won. Whoa, whoa!
"Shit, whoa, whoa!
The winner looks up to heaven softly, and the loser drips his neck.
What's there is one settlement. I'm beyond Battis!
"Ha, just stupid... I'll go first"
A frightened Layla leaves the cafeteria to prepare for class this afternoon.
What's wrong with me? Battis and I slept together in the safe.