Old Kensei rejuvenates and becomes an instructor at a knight training school

The Federation and the Empire were both countries with military power in the background.

Without direct political interference, in the era of the ceasefire, military organizations also had some say. Finally, the higher your status as a soldier or a member of the military, the higher your social status becomes.

The organization chart of the army in the Federation is made up of eight classes, most notably "Marshals", "Three Generals," "Eight Knights Commanders," "Senior Knights," "Knights Leaders of Swordmen, Horsemen, and Archers," "Senior Soldiers," "Intermediate Soldiers," and "Junior Soldiers."

There are conditions to give you a rank, for example, to become a senior soldier, it involves more than a certain practical track record, and it involves the presence or absence of photon abilities to become a knight chief. It gets tough enough to be high up in those conditions.

The "sword saint", which is treated in a separate frame and in the same line as the three generals, is the most demanding, pure power as a knight - that is, the rank, or title, given to those who excelled most in the sword within the Union.

In addition, there are "covert" units specializing in intelligence, "health guards" specializing in the treatment of wounded soldiers, and "development departments" specializing in the development of new weapons by Photonstone, which enhance their organizational capabilities as an army.

June 27th. By the time the after-school day starts to set.

Behind the school building, which is a mixed forest, there is a dark, quiet, and subtle atmosphere. School officials rarely leaned in, nor were they cared for much, so the term wasteland at their feet was a similarly cumbersome condition.

'Instructor Nene said to wait behind the school building after school...'

Holoro had heard so much from his classmates that one of them was on the spot.

I don't know what you're going to do with calling me here, it's kind of creepy...

I managed to put up with butting into the surrounding environment and he silently waited for Nene to come.

But it was mute who came so far away.

"What are you... doing here?

Mute, who asks Holloro, was also visiting here for a message from Nene.

No, he's here, but whatever it takes. This is unnatural...

Number one, call me to a place like this, so what...

Two, three words, talking to Hollow and finding out what's going on, she wonders about this situation.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

'I used the name of the instructor. It's decided to come'

Clinging from the back of the grove, all ten male students appeared with a cold smile.

Classmates - I'm a sophomore.

Hololo and mute were surrounded by the center of a circle put together by those students holding the wooden sword. Talking about Nene's name and calling him behind an unpopular school building - he had been duped into the students' plans.

'Come on you guys... are you in any shape?

"That's a great instructor to train just you guys."

"You don't think you're special, do you? At the minute of the fall...... '

'They called me genius or something, and you really cared good, didn't you? Try a game and give it back, no.'

The students speak out with each other. Their voice color is nothing but disgusting.

"... crap, let me go home"

The mutt, who moaned at this, twitched.

I try to walk away as it is, but the goings quickly got held back.

"Oops, I'm not gonna let you, am I? This is happening, you don't know what they're gonna do anymore, do you?

Mute glanced at the students half-eyed, thinking they were masterminds of one case and staring at one. And with a slightly provocative attitude, I asked about it.

"Finally, are you jealous? With us being coached?

"You come on... situation, you know what I'm saying...?

The words and actions give rise to an immediate swordswallowing atmosphere. When she felt a tingle on her skin right next to her, Holoro took a hard spit, unable to do anything out of fear. I didn't think it was a good idea, but I didn't shut my mouth.

"First of all, the premise is wrong. Apart from Hollow, you and... I handled the instructor unhindered."

"... uuuuuuu"

"There have been as many opportunities to apologize for disrespect as ever. Now I apologize. But how about you guys? Oddly enough, you were obsessed with the cheap pride of being born a senior knight, weren't you?

Shut the fuck up!

"I'm out of line. If my parents are great, I mistake myself for great. You're the ones on track."

'I'm gonna do it!?

The students with the pictures stand together, and the wooden swords are laid up in great pieces.

He was still in a position to not attack me. But despite the mutt's defenselessness, he was just shaking and wriggling his hands.

Throughout this period, they were frightened to point a wooden sword at people for real.

"Without that readiness... you put your swords to me. I mean, you're my enemies."

Mute, who perceived fright, proclaimed with a stare. This exacerbated the students' feelings.

'Ugh... Wow!

One student flies on a mute as a detonator, and so do the other students. Each was aiming to center itself so that the circle formations that had been assembled contracted at once.

"Mi, guys, no! We're forbidden to fight privately by school rules."

Holoro called desperately to congratulate him.

He was unconsciously pushing his usual weak personality inside and squeezing his courage. Still, no voice is reached, and even during that time, the students attack me. My body is bigger than me at a time, there were other people like that.

From many sides, he was struck with a wooden sword, fisted in the face, kicked up his belly with his toes - and continued to be subjected to unreasonable assaults.

"... well... me, being slapped with a wooden sword... it hurts so much"

Into bitterness, and even as the pronunciation was blurred, Holoro shrugged remembering John's words.

The wooden sword is the murder weapon, just feel this stuff in your hand and wave it as a delight...

I keep saying that I'm not going to hurt them with that...

I didn't know what I was talking about...

These days, I finally realized the dangers of my chosen path.

Secondly, he realized that the violence wielded against him had stopped. At the same time, I heard the screams of the students who would have hurt themselves. Something and general pain, clumsily wake up the body to make sure.

Mute was dealing with the mastermind's students.

She must be holding a wooden sword because she took someone's wooden sword. Around, other students were groaning and falling down. Is it because I gave it back?

In any case, it needless to say, it was obvious that it must be the work of the mute.

"No, don't... but that's enough"

"You surrounded me, what did you want?

Mute inquires lightly about the wolf.

'Oh, I apologize...'

"... no matter how sorry the enemy is, don't stop, okay?

"Hih..."

The student flips and tries to escape - not so long ago, the mute strikes the other's ankle with a wooden sword.

The student screamed and fell flashly. The sound of bone crushing was ringing. From the way he was stuffy with the pain, no matter how many photon abilities he had, he suffered a nasty injury due to immediate self-treatment.

"Didn't you want a duel? Then fight to the end, and I'll wait for you till you get up."

'Ya... stop, no more... please, miss me...!

When a student speaks of intent to lose his temper, this is increasingly handicapped.

I walked over to the sight of the grunting student and mute put a wooden sword over my head. I don't see any signs of hesitation in my behavior. A pale herald was given, looking down at him in cold weather.

"... guys like you better not have swords anymore. Not only will you destroy yourself, but one day I will kill you around... you will plant your fear thoroughly and you will never have a sword again"

Mute waves down the wooden sword.

- I heard a blunt noise.

"You... what are you doing?

"No, you can't, Mr. Mute... if you hit him with such a strong force, he'll die..."

I did have the feeling I hit it, but my sword body had not reached my students. The hollow that broke between them sacrificed both arms and took it. From the pain in his arm or his reply was all about trembling.

"You... you mean to cover the people who wore you out like that?

"I don't know... this is what I did when I realized"

Holoro did not have the answer.

"The men put their swords at us, so to speak, enemies. What the hell are you thinking?

"Mr. Mute... it's me... I want to be a sweet knight"

"... what?

Holoro looked up and smiled at the mute.

"I'm sure... the kind knight I aspire to is a knight who does this at a time like this"

Why are you helping someone who tried to harm you......

What a sweet knight says...

This does not reveal a temper, whatever it is, stopping is stabbing......

Mute rushed for results, wanting to dispel the frustrating discomfort.

"Will you step aside?

"Do you strike him with that wooden sword?

"Yes, he doesn't deserve to be a knight anymore."

"You don't know that. He'll reflect."

"Don't stop, or I'll hit you too"

"I really... Won't you stop?

"If you want to stop... do it with strength"

Cover your gaze with mute and shut up just a little bit.

Holoro picked up a wooden sword that was falling nearby. When I realized my left arm was broken, I stood with only my right hand.

The tip of the sword turns to the mute and settles quietly, unwavering.

"I can't protect you if you don't hit me, I knew I was going to point a cut at people, which is scary... but maybe what really scares me is that I'm going to be plainly willing to kill you..."

"Well, in that state... if you point that at me, you're going to be my enemy, too, right?

"I'm not your enemy, I'm not on his side, you... you don't hesitate to wave your sword, do you?

"So you're waiting to be shut up? If this is serious, you're gonna die, right?

"I don't kill people, I don't die, I don't let my people kill me, how the hell can I do that?

"Oh no... those things are beautiful! It's a dream story! This is the last one, get out of there!

"I'm sure you have to be strong..."

Incessant intimidation is also an arm's length push on goodwill.

Soon, there was a stray in Mute's mind. Defeat a good man who has no hostility at all, who cannot be called an enemy, who is just as defenseless. Her conscience was about to blame for this.

"Ki, are you... are you!?

Due to his aversion to stray, the mutt moved uncertain in his mind.

With a light wooden sword and a breath through his brain, Holoro fell to the bottom of his dark consciousness.

Behind the school building, the moonlight was on.

I woke up. Holoro looks back just before he wakes up with a painful body and can lose consciousness.

"Mr. Mute... he pulled me off"

Remember, as soon as I was struck with a wooden sword, someone was visiting this place.

In the end, mutts were walking away without any harm, and the students were pulling up.

"That's a lot of flashy stuff..."

Eyes immediately to the side. John was the one looking up at the starry sky in a grounded, Wallace.

Holoro was convinced of everything, knowing who it was.

"Instructor...... you were"

"It's what I hear screaming from behind the school building, so if you're wondering, I've done something young"

John's rush to the scene was motivated by the screaming of a student struck in the foot by a mute. We arrived just when Holoro was standing in front of the mute.

I was never dared, and the history was hidden and watched, but if Hollore still lost her mind, she said, "Is it dangerous for the boulder..."

"Teacher, teach me the sword. More than now."

"Did you just bare your head?

"No... I want to be strong"

"What do we do when we get stronger?

"To be a gentle knight... I will protect myself, my opponent, everything I want to protect"

"Hit it or not... choose other than two choices. If you try with half-baked strength, it's the way to lose everything.

"Still, I..."

Holloro was staring straight into John's eyes.

He is no longer an ever feeble boy. He is a little knight who seeks strength to pierce his own derived answers with a firm faith.

Now that I spent the last seventy years in philosophy and became a teacher, I still gave up somewhere......

He slaps Holloro on the back and laughs a lot, and John continues, "You are..."

"... is that the Lord's answer... ok, I like the Lord sincerely!

"Um... Huh?

"Let me give the Lord all my sword"

John's determination.

It is to give all of its power as a sword saint - it wanted to see with its eyes how the gentle knight, who wore both his body technique, sword moves and his depths, lived.

Holoro, who followed his own answer, took a step forward as a knight.

On the other hand, there are signs of stray in the sword of genius. By confronting Holoro and exchanging words, the darkness of mute's heart was about to shed light, even weakly.