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

Two months after the miracle of Ortimea.

Discussions were underway towards harmony, at a time when the turmoil in the world was completely calming down.

Within being detained by a neutral country, deciding to accompany the prostitutes to the neutral army, or being asked to hear the circumstances as a party for a full clarification, the Westerian representative returned home at this time.

With the sync already nesting in the study hall, we celebrate graduation day with delay.

Each would return to their alma mater and graduate, but without doing so, they would take the form of an all-around participation. Having performed the miracle of Ortimea, they had been greeted with heroic triumphs by the people of the Westerian nation.

The thrive was accommodated in the country, as it should not be dealt with in an unbridled manner.

The Third Knight Training School in the capital was chosen as the venue and the ceremony will be held in a grand manner.

"I never thought I'd graduate with you guys."

An exercise area with vibrant decorations and an unusual atmosphere.

Dressed in unfamiliar knight attire, align on a red luxury carpet laid in the middle of the exercise area.

Shoulder to shoulder with someone you can call your buddy, surrounded by a visiting audience to see the graduation ceremony at a glance - mutt snorted without having the feeling that he was having such a time.

I get word from Jill, the president of the board, I get a message from Lunaquin, a school student, and I get a medal from the Confederate Army honoring me with this one. The graduation ceremony was carried without delay, while following an unusual muscular line.

Eventually, by the time she exited, she saw a memory in the large audience.

With two strange pairs of men, I was just about to walk away with my heels back.

"... wait,... wait"

Upon exiting the exercise area in conjunction with the orchestra's live music, Mute quickly ran after its back. I can call Holloro, "Where -?" but now I've shaken his voice off too.

If I missed an opportunity here, I had a feeling I would never be next.

Chasing the crowd diligently. I managed to catch up with him in the middle of a tree-lined road that leads to the school gate from the school building's lift. They're still concentrating on the ceremony, and I don't even feel very popular nearby.

"Gilvim-Edelturk"

Calling that name, he and the pair stopped and looked back.

"... Therese"

In a small voice around surprise, mutt is called back his old name.

If we look at each other thoughtfully, if he asks, "Can you give me some time? I say no," and I see the way the pair go away distracting me that "I can't do it for very long".

She thinks he's willing to do more.

Even though I was just alone with him, I didn't get a good word out of myself.

"I'm sorry. I told the Authority I couldn't do it, and they specifically allowed me to enter the country. I thought your sunshine, I didn't have a crush on you, but this is the last thing I meant, and I really, really wanted to celebrate. Let me tell you something.... Happy Graduation"

Gilvim grins weakly, as she seems to be backing off.

"I am!... I was learning swords in this school to kill someone named you"

Squeezing his dressed chest, Mute continued to push his voice to death.

"Knowing what you were thinking, I still ran into resentment... and put you in this hand. To be honest, the feeling of resenting you is still somewhere in this heart"

Just like a mouth run, reveal the truth.

"I cannot forgive you for killing my parents in front of me."

"... that's fine"

To Gilvim, who lays down his eyes, mutt denies his words, "But".

"In my memory, as much as your father and mother, it makes no difference that you were important, too. We can't go back to our relationship back then, but we can't lose that fact no matter how long it takes."

"... oh yeah. For me, as dear as my best friend, you're a dear child."

Tears seep quietly into each other's eyes exchanging words.

"So I want to build a new relationship with you from now on...... I want you to drink with me as one friend when you graduate and after a little more time you can drink. I may not be able to talk like your father or mother, but still..."

"Oh. Oh...... oh. Fine. Absolutely."

Sneeze the strong side, and over and over again, Gilvim nods and shows it.

Instead of abandoning that past, I accept that that past is part of me. Mute lives the time ahead if she feels that that past is what shapes her present self.

Holoro, who was hiding in the shade and listening, laughed softly.

- If she's going to face the past, it's my job to support it.

Speaking of the past, since the instructor asked you how you were sword-sanctioned, you can now feel the weight of the under-the-moon beauty you gave away. I'm just lowering it down to my hips, and this body tightens.

It's a weapon, but it's not the only one... I'm sure there's something in my experience that hasn't been deduced yet. In fact, I took the liberty of thinking that finding this was the last training given to instructors -.

Six months after the miracle of Ortimea.

Since the signing of the Treaty of Reconciliation, the State relations between the Union and the Empire had recovered.

While the easing of immigration restrictions has naturally been followed by a slight resumption of trade between countries, each market has also begun to change.

This also depends on Aizeon's Peace Management Authority's renaming of it as a 'central government body', transformed into an organisation that comes under the jurisdiction of the Union of Nations and maintains the stability of the international community.

From the inception of the League of Nations, Alan and Gadinoa, as affiliates of the institutions, became deterrents against future anti-social forces and others. Not because they were asked, but because they made this their own suggestion.

For once it is under the control of the institutions, but no one has been given the power to order them to exercise force. When their great power is wielded, it is all slackened by their will.

Opinions were naturally also made expressing concern about the privileges they had if the anti-flag was flipped.

Wouldn't one day consign and take real power......

But such a thing, I'm sure, can't happen...

An ancient blacksmith set in the corner of the capital of the State of Westeria.

That looked terribly inferior, both geographically and externally, compared to what else operated in the capital. It doesn't look the same if you think it's old fashioned, but it doesn't seem that way to people with streets.

Contrary to the frequent entry and exit of customers at nearby blacksmiths, idle birds are ringing here.

"... you think this is the place?

Gadinoa spilled his voice low in front of such a blacksmith.

When he managed to find time in his busy days, Alan was guiding him. Strangely narrowing his eyes on his ass, he takes the initiative to put his hand on the front door, "Well, good.

When you open the door, there's a small store.

"Oh, are you here again?... That was fast enough."

At the counter set in the back, there's an old woman who looks pretty healthy.

Alan, it's the third time I've seen her here. The first time was seventy years ago and the second a year ago. Speaking of which, there was no one more trustworthy and trustworthy than her.

"Exactly, maybe not all this time"

Approximately Gadinoa, who is still half-hearted, takes the wrap out of his baggage and spreads it to the counter. There was a beauty under the moon that had been shattered and two swords, white and black.

"Ha ha, this is so flashy.... but I promised to fix it, and hey. I'm sorry, but give me some time.... So this black and white one is the sword that she struck even if she didn't?

"... old body, you know what I mean?

Gadinoa asks the old woman.

"I don't want to be shown a cross section, but I know. That kid's having an affair, too, at all."

An old woman laughing funny and funny, like a shudder, closes the package and carries it to the workshop in the back. If that was how it was left in the store, Alan was whispered to Gadinoa.

"Something, the atmosphere is similar to that one"

"It's her master. Isn't it similar to being a disciple?

After a few interruptions, the words continued to speak with fever.

"... Kensei. You say you're going to keep your child's wishes. Then I will defend the times to come with those two gestures. For that, let's give all of this second life."

"Ho, another big one, huh?

"If I'm about to step off the road again, you kill me. If you're about to step off the road, I'll kill you. We're the only ones who can kill us... I hope so."

"Fine. Let's get on with the Lord's story."

As long as they have the sword and the double sword, they will be guided.