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

Between Mute's disappearance and dawn of the night, there was also movement on John's side.

"You guys did something!? Where's the instructor?

One is that the Westerian representatives were attributed to the godchildren of Gilvim, who have been missing since yesterday. There was also one case of blade wound sharpening that made me suspicious.

In fact, western officials are involved, but there's no reason for them to find out about this.

Anyway, I was blamed and blamed and stuffy.

This was followed by the accidental presence of Piconis on the scene who moved the Authority.

Not long before the incident, she suspected two connections, given that there were sightings of the 'sword-bearing big man' heading to the cemetery where Utsuro took Mute and fled.

Even considering the possibility that the reason for going to a place where even local people don't know much about it, would have been well worth looking into.

Gilvim's body is discovered by officers heading to the cemetery.

It was just a miracle, though uncertain, whether it was because he was quick to discover, or because his vitality was out of the ordinary. He breathed back when he was brought into the realm of the protection of the Divine Tree.

As a precedent, it was one of the few events, and most of the bureaucrats found out about the precedent by witnessing this.

And at times, pieces of clothing had been found near its body.

So much less, it turned out to be part of the uniform of the Westerly Third Knight Training School.

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December 21. When I was slightly past noon.

Heavy thunderstorms also stopped, but dark clouds still spread in the sky.

On this day, the Westerners are scheduled to play against the Imperial School of Mighty. Even they have won the game well so far, but they expect to never be caught off guard.

So before the game, which begins in less than another moment, they also have an atmosphere that they have strained from the stage of adjusting at the practice facility.

That appearance was enough to impress delegates from other schools who were similarly situated.

"Are you still worried?

They're just concentrating on trying to prepare and not being...

John, who was accompanying and felt the delegates, asked without saying anything to anyone.

"... if you say you don't care, I knew you'd be lying, right?

Unwrap your body, take care of your gains, and make a bare gesture - each stopping the movement you were making. A little while later, Django replied to speak for everyone in their chests.

"That smile wasn't real or anything...... is it?

"We didn't know. I don't know what it carried."

Bojan connects a voice of sympathy to Nacolin's low voice.

"I want to throw out what's in front of me and go look for her, but I can't say that. It's painful, but I can't even think about her right now... although it's unnecessarily shaking my mind."

A slightly shady faceted Watlod tells the whole thing to push the urge to kill him.

"You don't have to worry about him. Such an idiot......"

Lunaquin with his mouth pinched continues as he resumes the bare gesture he was stopping.

"If you don't tell me, I don't even know this way. What, you knew you'd run off on your own and stumble on your own and be worried like this... why are you doing that...?

Those two swords are violently wielded, as if to pay for the gloomy signs that drift.

In the wake of her outrageous words, delegates begin to contemplate silently in a uniform manner. From that verbal butt, only the sound of two swords cutting the wind continuously was noticeably heard for some time.

Piconis comes to put in a report so as to break such silence.

"Teacher John, is it time? It's like an example of a teacher awake."

"Was it Lord Teacher Gilvim... can we talk?

Worried about entering the human ears of other nations, voices are exchanged small.

"I'll reveal that. The truth is, I took Nene with me, but I'm still going to bed..."

"I understand. Let's go right away."

John accepted this in two replies, knowing that Gilvim was asking for a dialogue when he recovered from the coma. If you could have heard the circumstances surrounding the mute from the mouth of the parties, it was a wish or a fulfillment.

"Um... why don't you take me with you?

I was just about to follow Piconis back the way I came, and I was stopped by Hollor.

We don't hear the circumstances together and the problem is solved, we refrain from games that can dictate peace for future generations, so to speak, and we don't feel very much the point of listening to his words. So I think we should say no.

But when he saw his vague expression, John was forced to revisit the idea.

Half of them are worried and the other half don't know one right now......

From a different perspective than myself, I find different emotions and embraces from myself and different meanings from myself. And you probably deserve to listen to that circumstance more than you.

"Okay. Let's say we go together... I want the Lord to come too"

John, slightly distressed, also spoke to Lunaquin in combination.

"... ok"

In reply, I had a slight hesitation.

The four of us set foot, and John moved the place.

Nestled throughout the cities around the Divine Tree, the facility was reinforced with fortified stones through the Great Tree - a hospital that specializes in the treatment of patients, so to speak, 'for a reason', mainly sinners injured when being detained by administration officials and officials.

It's not as big as a military hospital, but it's a one-time larger facility than what an individual operates.

By the end of yesterday, Nene and Gilvim have been transferred here.

"Lord Nene says you're not awake yet?

"Even then, I will recover properly. I thought I'd do some more."

Deposit your belongings on the ground floor of the hospital and head to the hospital room with Gilvim on your arrival feet. Concerned for Nene, who was still awake on the road, he asked Piconis again.

I wasn't sure what my opinion was, even though the doctor wasn't for real, as expected.

While doing so, John was guided to the hospital room.

A small room with cobbled floors, set deep on the ground floor of the facility.

It has a sleeping area and easy facilities to arrange some medical devices for the capable. I don't see anything else unnecessary because this is the only room where seriously transported patients are treated.

I am greeted with a weak voice by Gilvim, the big man who lay full of creativity on the bedroom in the center of the room.

"... have you come? Sorry to keep you lying down."

"Please stay put. I'm here to ask you what's going on...... are you sure?

Get by the bunk early and face it. Clarify your ears so they don't leak out.

"... I can't help talking anymore. Everything's getting late."

"Are your wounds muted to go straight in?

Shifting his gaze to Gilvim's body, John asks with a strange face.

If I saw it as a cut in the uniform that was left in that cemetery and a wound engraved on his body, I still had to wonder if mute had broken out of prison of his own free will and extended it to murder.

"As you can imagine...... I exchanged my life with that kid. I lost."

Holoro and Lunaquin breathe into words that have only one way to receive them.

I was never surprised enough that the two of them broke their talking hips. Still, it wasn't like I had nothing on my mind. It was something that I knew so thinly, it wasn't something I didn't know everything about, so it was still done to that extent.

If you return the back, it doesn't depend on what you're about to hear.

"Though you heard of powerful men in the empire?

"I meant it. I waved my sword with the intention of killing that girl. But on the way, I couldn't keep up. And then there's the one-sided battle, and this is it..."

Gilvim keeps going backwards.

"That kid slashed me, I should have been decaying in that place, just like that. I should have gotten that reward for tormenting that kid. That's all I showed her."

"... can you tell me everything?

And from Gilvim's mouth, everything was revealed.

The fact that I was close to my childhood mutt, that I killed a couple who were her parents and best friends, that I planted darkness so that one day I would come to kill myself, that there were circumstances under which I had to do so, and that everything about the truth nine years ago was revealed.

That also included the fact that the Emperor of the Empire was planning a war.

Now that the martial arts festival had begun, it was also to become bright sooner or later.

"... Your Majesty intends to wage war. If I could have met that kid on the battlefield, I would have given him this life. But somewhere in my heart, I thought I'd never see you again. I don't even want to know how the kind of hatred I planted with self-satisfaction has hunted her down..."

At the end of the story, Hollow moved.

I slammed my fist, which had been tightly clenched from the middle of the story, against the wall of the room. It was the eight hits that arose from it, finally unable to enjoy the fierce emotions that gushed in my chest.

One of those shots was powerful enough to run a crack on the wall and rock the entire facility for a moment.

"... What did you get mad at?

From the Gilvim I watched, I can turn my voice to ask how that heart works.

"It wasn't easy to talk to."

Statements that have been directed at mutes in the past accounted for the bulk of that frustration.

"There's no mistake, the truth is that she was lost too"

Next clap, Lunaquin grabbed by Holoro's chest barn. I turn my face to the point where I spit on it and say it with a slight spare distortion of my expression.

By matching the circumstances I had just heard with what I had said and done one day, if I realized what mute meant, she would no longer be able to indulge her emotions either.

"It's not too late now, go for it...... because I'm sure only Senior Holloro's voice can be reached"

"Mr. Mute... there's also a game"

"I'll be for two. I'll make sure it does."

Lunaquin, who declared to Hololo, turns to John and bows his head deeply.

"Please. Please take Senior Holoro with you."

The purpose was decided to 'bring the mute back'. If you think of the power of the other person who was turning her around behind the case, they will also squeeze who should be heading there from now on.

There is no need to think that there is no respite to tread on both feet over this period - Lunaquin's wishes are based on an understanding of such a common perception.

Not refusing without a headache, John reluctantly replied by shutting up. I wanted to draw that feeling and watch it as harsh from reality and weighed them in my chest.

"I agree with Mr. Lunaquin."

Unexpectedly, a voice of endorsement echoed from the entrance and exit of the hospital room. Nene, dressed in patient clothes, also stood against the door. It seemed debilitating to see, and it was obvious that I had been unable to get to this point to get to my feet.

The knee that reached the limit of the proposal broke, and Piconis quickly entered its support.

"It could be a foot clump...... Still, John. Perhaps we have different sights. I still haven't figured out what happened to Mr. Mute. But I can assure you. Holoro you should go...... if you don't bring him back in words, I'm sure you won't be able to change anything"

He continued to avoid falling and complained in a desperate voice.

To such Nene's words and deeds, John was altered the specific gravity on his mind's scale. She was heavily influenced by her way of thinking before she realized she was neglectful of people's emotions, trusting her.

"You feel like going, don't you?

Consolidating his own will, he ascertained whether he was willing to do the same in person.

When I tended to lean down and spilled small "I..." everyone was waiting for words to follow in silence. The time is about a few dozen seconds, and as for the time spent thinking about that question, I wouldn't say short or long.

The look on Holoro's face, answered with that gaze back, was something he could not feel lost.

"... please. Let me talk to Mr. Mute."

"Okay. I believe in you, too."

John, who admitted to accompanying Hollow vertically around his neck, urged everyone to act without going between them.

"Lunaquin. I ask the Lord to convey this to everyone else. Ready?"

"Ok...... Senior Holloro. I'm waiting to win the game."

Run Lunaquin under the other delegates.

"Lord Piconis. Can you get me a sword?

"A famous sword is a promise, I'll have it ready if it's as good as it gets"

Ask Piconis for help borrowing money.

"Let's just say we're done and we're out. Give me back my beloved beauty."

I can tell Hollow to pick up what I left on the first floor.

"... were you instructor john?

"What do you say?

John was stopped by Gilvim as he tried to get out of the hospital room.

I suspected that I had forgotten to speak, but I was confused that the words I was called on to go on were unexpected praise, otherwise, or I was made to grumble.

"You have a good student."

"Yep.... to me, it's past the kids"