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

I feel like I knew this would happen a long time ago.

At first, I thought you were weak. It was actually weak on that street, but something like a core that was inside a body smaller than mine was very strong.

And the oddly stubborn part resembles my father - like that, would it have been since I thought of it?

I knew you didn't have any special feelings for me. Something like that seemed to have turned one person around before we met anymore, and even less so if it had been directed at them.

In essence, I must have been the only woman there who had a crush on me...

You were born just a year early, and if the conditions were the same - how much would you have thought of a blatant loss?

It is now a good memory to be reminded that I must have lost the selection competition on the same terms.

I can't believe the beauty has strong sword arms. But not so bad as a friend......

If you were jealous or admired at will, but asked why it was on the back, you can't think that way.

I resent the fact that I just don't feel comfortable with myself, but I don't care that I'm hiding something in my belly and it hit me hard.

Still, there is still salvation.

That gentle, strong being must be the salvation.

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- Forest zoning and base battle.

In this base battle, the number of bases within the time limit is contested. In the compartment, light-emitting photon stone lighting with red, blue and two colors installed at a total of nine locations will be used to control and take away lights.

For example, if the opponent's color, red illumination, was on at the controlled base, the red illumination had to be turned off and the blue illumination lit to take it away.

Take this' turn it off and dot it 'procedure and succeed in taking it for the first time.

As a result, the amount of effort and time it takes to turn off the lights is greater in proportion to the amount of photons caged when the lights are on. In the past there have been examples of 'I couldn't erase it till the end'.

The location of the base is not notified in advance. None of them were lit at the start point and cannot be counted as controlled if both lights were lit at the end point.

If it ends in the same number, it will be an extended battle with only one base installed, and the armament will rise on the side that controlled it first. Or a settlement in the form of annihilation of the other person.

You can't defend your base if you're thorough on offense, and you can't take your base if you're thorough on defense.

Concealed intelligence-gathering ability, swordsman agility, archer ambush, cavalry breakthroughs, and command situational judgment - that was, a match in which the overall strength of the ten was questioned.

The Westerners challenged the game by adding one from the archer alternate frame to fill the Holoro absence.

But the loopholes between the two swordsmen, which must be the main force, cannot be easily filled. Unlike the way I was supposed to stand around and be on my own, my overall ability to act was also reduced, resulting in unfamiliarity with command transmission.

Though they beat their opponents in their individual abilities, they are forced to be more disadvantaged than in previous matches.

"Has the alternate fallen off...... Mr. Watlod. How many bases have you been able to take away now?

"There are five bases we are able to discover. I've got three things under control, including here, I bet. But I can't say enough that it hasn't been taken. The two relatively close to the east side of the compartment are Tihania, Gorandur, who is watching over one of the west... but soon to be conveyed by a bowman's blow, there is no possibility."

Four of them, Cuno, Django, Nacolin and Watrod, have successfully seized the opponent's oppressive stronghold by surprise on the spot. Slightly breathing on his shoulders, the summarised words are exchanged quickly.

Nevertheless, one of them who is usually extremely silent only listens.

"Six others should act as their base."

"Do the other two look melted?

"I don't have that feeling at the moment.... because my ice is not universal either."

"It's not insurable. Without this, the situation would have been inconceivable."

The operation taken by Westerlia in the wake of this disadvantage was to seal the dominated stronghold whole with an element of ice.

As long as you're inhibited by ice, you can't touch the photon stones, and the lights don't go out - a formula that will surely dominate you one by one by doing so.

However, further measures were required now that such time was not likely to be sufficient.

"... fifteen minutes left. No more chances to change policy."

"Can we push it through with exploration, control and icing as it is? Or…"

"Think of it as taking at least a minute to cover with that kind of hardness of ice"

"I'm sorry. I hope you don't rush me because I'm thinking about it. Blunt judgment."

Silence flows through a situation in which every minute is contested, including a slight frustration.

Watlod's ear, which was pressing for a decision, enters a proposal guided from a different point of view. It was Django who was speaking in a laughing, retrospective voice.

"Something about this fragmentation doesn't remind me of when we just met..."

I can frown on the other three, but I can go on without a start.

"You connected us, our dependable knight picked up an important princess... then why don't we connect? Let's stop the manoeuvres. We've stuck thousands of woodworkers like fools, and we're probably stronger than we are right now."

"No, that's just..."

"Above all, that's beastly and beautiful!" Huh.

Pull out the front of the uniform, let the chest plate go wide and overwhelm Nacholine and Wattrod. Django's words and actions, which seemed too intermittent, brought a cliché and jaw squeak to the two rationalists.

"Pfft. haha...... haha"

And I held down Cuno's stump, bringing a precious laugh to her.

elsewhere.

Three men, Lunaquin, Bojan and Bridgecca, set up three defensive strongholds on the other side.

Playing, taking, covering or directing and sharing roles in descending order.

The assault and defense of the two swords were her, the amount of potential photons he took was her, and the sniping and boldness of the cover and instruction were each evaluated in the contest.

"Wow, to the rays again... hey! So shake it all by yourself!

From day to day, a mild and carefree Bridgecca skipped a second digit scolding.

The decision was directed at Lunaquin.

Because arbitrariness precedence stood out around her. He was tasked with local command by Watrod while the erasure method, though dissatisfied for Bridgecca, and was nothing but frustrating.

"You're gonna lose. Ah!

Bridgecca's voice did not reach Lunaquin.

Send out the hollow without consulting the other delegates and also declare to him that 'I will be for two' - the mind trying to carry the responsibility of disadvantage does not give her room to pick up the sound.

Attention was also scattered, which became an enemy and allowed the other archer to strike at him unintentionally.

I can shoot an arrow sharply from the top of a tree about twenty medas away. An arrow pulling a blue and white tail stabs deep into his shoulder. They're going to take her body to that momentum, but she manages to hold out.

Push your two swords on one side against the ground and let go, pulling through the stabbed arrows while enduring severe pain. Blood overflows from the wound but does not heal due to brilliance. All that brilliance turned into the spiritual spirit of a cow.

"Huh... Ko, whoa!?

Spiritually on the other side of the double sword, the arrow throws it in the direction in which it flew.

A wave of considerable weight just before walking away from your hand cuts the wind to draw a positive circle with remnants. Head straight to the tree where the archers are climbing. Hit that trunk directly and turn it into dust on the wooden edge.

From the blind spot of a falling tree, a scream echoed from someone I thought was an archer.

"Yeah, no, hey, ah!

This won't keep me breathing. Lunaquin can be planted behind his back from a new swordsman. He is slapped with a sword diagonally from shoulder to hip and suffers a non-shallow laceration. She also endured this by eating up her teeth.

"I... want, nah, nah!?

Turn the remaining arrow behind your back. Stick it up against the opponent's thighs without looking back. When his opponent pulled his double sword off the ground into a frightened gap and slashed his opponent's torso, he ended up kicking him in anger.

"Ha... ha... ha..."

Lunaquin is fighting like a living haste.

It was only by kicking their opponents and taking them away that I could do the same twice or three times - even if I understood, I felt I could not forgive myself for the way I fought my important battles over this period, if I imagined.

She couldn't convince herself if she hadn't acted equal to self-inflicted injury.

"Hey, shit, maybe..."

The wound has healed, but the loss of blood leads to consciousness.

Flirting, finally falling forward. My vision approaches the ground.

"Whoa...... hey? Is he alive?

Unexpectedly, Lunaquin was hugged by someone.

After a little while, she came back conscious, rushing to punch that person in the face. What,

'I can't help it. You woke up here with my beautiful prince Lip... whoa.'

and so on, and he had his pointed lips close to him from Django.

"Oh, what are you doing!?

Lunaquin questions Django, who nods by holding his face.

"... I knew it would be good. In my head. Then you're the one who looks like that. What it means to hang your eyebrows like that isn't what it feels like to put up with pain, this is it."

"What? What are you saying? Kid, that's disgusting..."

Even though I said it, I didn't feel strange and disgusted with Django's words and actions.

Such confusion about himself that Lunaquin can stroke his head from someone passing by.

"Here's the drop. Oh good... for the guy who shook himself, he's a cute guy."

They hold the two swords they threw, and they can also speak together.

It was Bridgecca, from what I saw, who would run away shortly after responding.

"We appreciate you sending him out."

"Junior, loose power"

"It must be everybody's problem."

"Come here, man and woman. That's it. That's a lot!

"If you lose, you lose. So join me in complaining"

"I'm gonna burn in love, too. Whoa!

Watrod. Cuno. Tihania. Bojan. Nacolin. Gorandol - from an ally who was gathered together at some point, he makes sure to run away to the same side as Bridgecca, and is called to take his place again.

Their words were an encouragement, and then they spoke of uniform comfort.

"Because. Don't push yourself."

At the end of the day, from Django, he gets smashed in the forehead - Lunaquin wanted to disappear just because he was exposing himself to that ugliness.

Even so, there's still no way we can't run after them. I have a consciousness that I'm on the stage to do so, even if I'm not told anymore.

blush, swell your cheeks, cry hard, bark scatter,

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The feet stepping out that way were, however, lighter than thoughts.

The Westerners abandoned all defenses.

Instead of dominating the base, he went out to the means of annihilating his opponent's representatives. Let the force say something, chase the opponent around trying to escape until the time limit is full, and surely crush each and every one of them.

The game, off the subject, was no longer very ugly as a picture, and looked terribly gloomy.

There is a country that fought extermination in the battle for base...

The match, which will be told to future generations, will be won by the Westerian delegate with one minute left to deprive the opponent of his ability to fight.

That was a paper win, if one thing was different, the victory or loss would have been reversed.