Master of the brave.

By the dawn of the night and the sun rose, the students were instructed by the knights to divide into four squads.

The composition will be one squad of four orthodox knights and five students who rendezvous in this fort.

Winn was organized into four squads, Rock into three squads and Cornelia into two squads.

"What, the three of us are different squads?"

"I don't have a choice. The composition of the squad is determined by looking at the grades."

Rock complains when he sees the roster of squad formation.

To Winn and Cornelia, he is a candidate who is not even an associate knight.

It was more natural for the squad to split up.

The students meet at the waiting areas of their respective squads and wait for the rendezvous of the righteous knights who are holding the meeting.

Once they had finished the discussion and joined their respective squads, it was a step towards leaving the fort and going into the woods.

"Did you sleep well last night?

Cornelia spoke to Wynn, waiting to leave, away from the meeting point of the second squad.

"Yeah. I'm used to it being hard down there, so I slept fine. Did Mr. Cornelia sleep well?

"My stunt is I can sleep anywhere."

"That's an enviable stunt."

If you look at the other students, there are a lot of facial expressions students somewhere dragging their fatigue, even though they took a night off.

With the aristocracy and wealthy people accounting for most of them, I wonder if that twist has turned for them sleeping in a soft bed from time to time, or if they didn't sleep well last night.

Well, there are circumstances that made me nervous and eye-catching, but can you talk about this task, which is a physical battle due to lack of sleep from the first day?

Regardless of other personnel, the students in Wynn's squad are in a similar condition, so I was worried that he would be able to pull his leg as well.

In any case, it is the demons and warcraft that will be dealt with.

This situation has nothing to do with them.

This is part of the training, but it's a life-threatening mission.

"Winn, everyone at your place is in the same condition..."

I look at Winn's squad members who are lacking, and Cornelia squeals in a tone that sounds frightened.

"I'm going to be a knight, because I'll always be in a noble mood... I hope I'm not going to pay a huge price for that lack of crisis awareness"

"Mr. Cornelia says quite a bit."

"I have a lot of things, too. Winn, you'll be fine, but let's work with each other!

Smiling and waving, Cornelia returns to her squad.

The Horsemen of the Second Squad returned and signaled the assembly.

"Hey, sounds good to me"

As I was dropping off Cornelia's rear as she returned, now Rock came from the third squad.

What are you talking about?

"Become a fool. It's about Mr. Cornelia."

Turn your hand to Winn's shoulder as you nibble.

"I heard you started organizing in training, but I didn't think you'd be so comfortable talking."

"... do you? Isn't that normal?

"I wonder what Lady Leticia would say if she saw this situation"

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Winn stares at Kerakera Laughing Rock irresponsibly.

"No, no, even a joke. Well, you'll be fine, but don't just try to make it work."

"Oh, sure."

The only last word I have is when I squeeze my nigga face tight and say it in a straight face, I wave my hands flickering and rock back to my squad.

I don't even need him to tell me.

If you do do do a good job, you might get a good chance to be recommended as an associate knight.

But don't be alarmed.

Bearing a bag filled with food and the tools needed for camping, Winn regains his temper.

Four knights, in charge of the Wins squad, walked in.

"You made me wait, let's go"

Walk out into the woods with that voice.

This was the dawn of a regular crusade mission.

Along with the four rendezvous knights, Wins' fourth squad stepped into the woods off the street to the side when they finished the final inspection of their equipment.

As we go along narrow paths like the beast path, the growing leaves become dim blocking the light of the sun.

The students, who were energetic as they chatted at the outset, also quieted back to see if they gradually began to be drunk by the atmosphere.

Until the planned camp base, march in close proximity to the enemy.

As soon as we find the demon, the crusade - if not possible, the flow of returning to the stronghold, the fort, and forming a crusade force again.

Unlike well-maintained streets and usually trained school premises, muddy and tall shrubs block the beast path, and the strenuous journey of ups and downs gradually cuts off the strength and strength of the students.

The Orthodox Knights in charge of the Four Squads are made up of one who has been seconded by the center as an increase just before his assignment and three who were on assignment to the fort.

A knight from the centre in front of him was the squad leader, and the deputy squad leader was served by a knight from the fort side to the late thirties.

One line led the squad leader and the knight belonging to the lead fort, pinching the students between the lines, with the deputy squad leader and the other knight walking at the rear.

The man, the deputy squad leader, was watching them from the rearmost, paying attention to his surroundings.

It's been four hours since I started walking - students from nobility who aren't in serious training from time to time seem to walk just as well as they do from fatigue.

Probably couldn't sleep last night.

At the beginning of the search, he was more alert to his surroundings from tension or than necessary, which also seemed to drain his health.

Everyone in the students gradually leaned down to see only their feet.

But what is making the look of the deputy squad leader bitter is the squad leader walking the lead.

It is impossible for the students to be gradually distracted by fatigue.

They are quasi-knights because they are still immature, and we are going to gain experience and become full knights, so this will be something we cannot help but tolerate.

But what does it mean that even the squad leader, who is a righteous knight, is getting heavier?

I'm already in a state of letting my own people take the lead, and I'm walking behind it in silence.

When I started the march, I said I had answered the students' questions somewhere great.

bitterly about it, exploring the surroundings from the rear of the line - and the bushes located on the left hand side about from the entire line.

An unnatural shadow appeared in my eyes.

The students haven't even noticed the other knights yet.

You targeted one of the students, the shadow slowly approached you - its distance accelerating at once at places like five or six meters away!

"... Huh?

So finally the targeted student noticed the shadow.

I leaked a voice somewhere out of my mind, and I just stared at the shadows leaping on me.

- Shit, we're not gonna make it!

I had already started running when I saw the shadows, but students going in front of me are in the way.

While none of the other knights, the students, could move...

The vice squad capturing a glimmer of silver light sucking into the shadows...

With a tremendous roar, the shadow flew away.

My hair screams like it's still there, and the black shadow rolls down to the ground so that I can twist myself and bounce off the two students.

One spin, two spins...... get up and roar.

At first glance it looked like a rat.

However, if there is a mouse in the size of a wolf with a head wrapped in scales like a reptile.

- Demons.

"Wow..." "Whoa!?

Fear of the first demon encountered, where the ups and downs were intense, advancing through dim and depressing dense forests, draining strength and spirit with fatigue.

The students were in a state of panic and they said, "Calm down!

The vice squad leader's drink echoed.

"Set up your shield, pull out your sword! Still going for the Knight of the Empire!

Students shield themselves as if struck by lightning, pulling out their hips swords.

All right, it's still standing, but it'll be all right now.

It's breaking through the knight's exam.

If you get in shape, it's a one-to-many.

You can't lose first.

The deputy squad leader explores the surrounding signs for further raids, while observing students building a siege net around demons.

Among them, he was blinded by the boy standing in the front of the Warcraft.

- Is that the candidate Aldo cared about?

An earlier glimmer of silver light was the dagger he threw that tore the sky apart.

That dagger is deeply stabbed in the right eye of a mouse shaped demon.

Without that dagger attack, the student's throat whistle that was attacked earlier would have been torn.

The demon keeps honking his fangs for intimidation as he roars in anger.

But if you are completely surrounded, even that warcraft, which would be characterised by agility, has no chance of winning.

I feel slightly down, but the sword the students wield hurts the outer skin of the Warcraft.

"I'll do it, that candidate named Winn"

Soon, one of my men stood beside him.

"Oh. Sometimes Mr. Aldo is just eyeing"

If we get this far, we can't shake the students' dominant war situation.

That student performing this battle - a candidate by the name of Wynn - as he circles to the front of the demon, successfully utilizes the blind spot created by the dagger to tow it, while covering the attacks of the other students.

Winn stands in front of the Warcraft and the two expand to its left and right rear.

Further behind it, the two stand a magical chant about whether they are good at offensive magic.

It's not the way knights fight who are better at interpersonal fights, it's the way they fight specializing in demons.

It was the way the adventurers fought, thoroughly poking at their weaknesses.

It was forming a formation under Winn's instructions.

He had been scorned as a person of civilian origin, but we should follow his instructions to this situation.

To that extent, they seemed to have made enough distinctions to judge by their aristocratic origins.

"He's still fighting his way out."

"... that's a shame"

He himself devoted himself to thorough restraint, while also being attentive to his surroundings, made him ask about his extensive combat experience with demons.

In that year, he might have even done something like an adventurer.

"Soon, it will be a good time to plan. What will you do?

The deputy squad leader looks up to the top of the sky.

In his initial plans, the students were to be accomplished with the degree of restraint.

So when I first found the Shadow of the Warcraft, I tried to help.

But from what I've seen of the current battle, apparently it's better to throw away that sweet idea.

Especially, uh, a candidate named Wynn - no, they can be more than anxiety elements.

The sunlight is blocked by thick leaves, but it's time for the sun to reach the top of the sky.

"Fort, what's your distance from the other squads?

"It's on schedule"

He nodded at his subordinates' reports and asked how the squad leader was doing.

Even the scoring officer was conceited, he stood behind the students and watched the battle evolve.

The battle was already coming to an end.

The magic of the two students is complete and the flames envelop the Warcraft.

Two students stabbed their swords at the warcraft rolling down the ground with a weak scream.

The voice of the Warcraft's Terminator rises.

"If we're gonna make it, we're gonna have to do it now."

As he, the deputy squad leader, slowly pulls out his sword, so do the two of his men.

The first thing to show readiness is your role as a superior officer.

The squad leader, who is watching the students fight in a great way, sneaks behind it.

"Ah... but..."

The vice squad leader's knight sword pierced his breath through the back of the squad leader, the knight, to the chest plate - new blood splashed around him.