Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

March 16, 7451.

Today is the day the Knights' entrance test takes place.

In front of the Knights headquarters building, there are about a dozen young people in the square.

"Captain, it's time"

A value who was looking down at them through a glass window alongside me said.

"Oh. Let's go"

When I answered, Value moved gently and opened the door to the Captain's office, calling out to the Knights waiting outside, "Here we go".

The team just leaves a short reply on the spot and runs away.

We went to align the young men in the garrison before we went downstairs.

You don't have any heirs to the aristocracy in the realm this time.

"Yes. Instead of inheritance, there is not a single nobleman"

This is why no human resources are likely to be able to expect some ability from the start.

I hear that the blind eye is to the extent that there is a building sign for Tris' slave-head, and that the rest is just the sons and daughters of squire from all over the territory, including Beglitz.

When we left the building, the students were guided and aligned by the Knights.

Even so, I just lined up in a side-by-side row.

Of course, I don't do any appraisals because I have already received reports about the ability of the examinees.

It stinks and I know the most anticipated building signs in the first place.

I arrived in front of the students in alignment.

After all, only one building sign is noticeable for eating year after year, and everyone else is youthful.

The value went one step further than I did.

"Then you're the prospect of joining this group, aren't you?

In questioning the value, the students spoke up and said, "Yes!" I replied.

"All right, I'm going to call you a number and a name now, so whoever is called, step forward and respond. Most! Dakles Dolland!

"Yes!"

One young man advanced with his luggage at his feet.

A Knights member is giving him a Zeke with a number on it.

"Your name is the best during this exam. You got it? Answer me when you find out."

"Yes!"

Dorland received Zeke while responding well.

"All right, next, number two! Clarice Siekill! …"

When Zeke is given to everyone, it's finally my turn.

"I am Alain Gried, the leader of this Knights regiment. I'm very happy to welcome so many promising young people today."

Everyone is paying close attention to me.

"Well, quick, but I have a question for you. Can you read and write satisfactorily? Oh, even if I can't do it at this point, I promise that won't affect the consideration of the entrance exam..."

It is not surprising that even the descendants of the nobility cannot read or write that this is the order of the year, except for the firstborn.

I mean, that's normal.

Because nobility also educates its tracked firstborn son to some degree of reading and writing time, but does not provide such education on a busy basis after his second son, and often leaves it to the Knights.

"I see..."

As expected, only Bill Sign could read and write. Later everyone made fun of him.

"... and who can use magic?

Not a single one of them contacted me that they had received contact with their wish to join the group since the end of last year and that they had acquired special skills in magic at that time. But there is no denying the possibility that I remembered in the meantime.

Normally, those who can use magic during the enlistment exam are required to confirm this because it will be an enlistment test that includes a magic skill test.

... still doesn't seem to be there.

I don't care about this because it's exactly what I expected.

Because it is normal for magic education to take place after adulthood.

It seems a little special that magic can be used from before adulthood due to problems such as out of magic.

Specifically, parents' educational policies are often seen as unusual, and they can't help but think that they are unusual because they are children raised under unusual educational policies.

If you describe it in a modern Japanese-style way, you might want to say that it's like teaching a child about the age of going to elementary school how to make a child or use efficient magic (how to have sex).

It's easy to understand how insane and disgusting that is when you think about it.

I would have known a hundred things about that even for my parents, but I'm just saying that it was still hard to resist the words of my grandfather, who I cheated on.

It can be described as a feudal patriarchal harm, but even if I use it...

"Okay. Then in the next 7451 years, we will be taking the spring entrance exam. All students continue after attendants"

The students, guided by the Knights, proceeded to the building with their respective luggage.

As usual, the pass rate is about 30-40%.

Those who fall also pass as volunteer general servants if they meet minimum health standards.

No one has ever declined to join the group after passing.

Until last year, the entrance exams for the Knights of the Counts of our League were early in the year and in June, based on the fact that there were only a few other special cases of halfway entrants.

Specifically, the old Purgatory Flames (Gehenna Flair) guys and my associates, starting with Claw and Marie, who were knights in charge.

Even this is because there was a special circumstance of changing lords, which is not usually the case.

Because it makes it harder to align the training menu, but I don't really think about getting someone to join the group in the future for something like that.

Test your strength and combat skills this afternoon.

Originally only under the knight's reign, the building sign stands out.

It would also be natural for him to be the only one completing good grades in the morning sitting exam.

Oh, almost all students can't read or write, so even if it's a sitting exam, they just dictate the answers to the questions the examiner says, like an interview.

For example, Taro bought three apples. But I ate one because I was hungry. Then I bought five apples. I wonder how many apples Taro bought, such as a problem like that, or show me a detailed picture of a plant flower to answer its name, and the troops to which you belong as a soldier were ambushed by the enemy during the day break. This is a situation where the formation and command functions of the troops are disrupted. All you have to do is list what would be reasonable to do first and what you think is important to make an effective attack on your enemy.

Not many guys can answer completely even when they are adults because they are not properly educated to this extent either.

The Knights also don't attach much importance to the seating exams (especially if they've never crossed a high score) and look at them in terms of whether they can stay focused on the exams during the time they decide to say one way or the other.

Anyway, to this extent, especially the first two things, is something that will allow anyone to score a full score as soon as they get a lecture in the lecture on the subject that will take place after joining the group (if they can give some satisfactory answers to the latter two, they will board a training squire course to the knights).

Bill Sign showed me enough moves, both swords and spears, so I would be able to get a reign as a righteous knight if I could even break through the monthly sitting exam.

But I don't think I can break through in a few months knowing it's his head, but I can't say anything because it depends on his hard work there.

Around here, I can't help but treat him differently in the first place from the Ralphas, who once had a reign as a righteous knight, and who have no such experience.

"What do you think? I was wondering if I could pass numbers three and five, six, and nine as a training attendant..."

Value said as she watched the exam.

That's why the building sign is number six.

"Mm-hmm. Isn't that good number two?

The second girl just ran through looking like she was dying in front of me.

I have not been informed about time or frequency simply because I was told to run a track shaped determined course.

I haven't made up my mind.

The extent to which the Knights would kick the butt of the guy who seems to snap once in a while and put him back in the mood.

It should be noted that even here, the building sign is fast and hasn't slowed down the pace of the oldest beak.

It's the end of how many times I've already made lags around.

If this guy looks like this, I'm guessing the villagers are continuing to train exactly to Tris and Gal.

"Nh, is that number two...... It's somewhat better than the others..."

"No?

I think the spear test was pretty good and unleashed a blah-blah-blah poke.

Unbraced penetration also involves arm strength, but the way the body moves and senses can also be an important element.

"No, not so much as no...... but it's slowing down quite a bit. It falls too fast."

……

Let me be honest with you, I can do anything in education, even if I'm not fit at this point.

No matter how under-activated fat you are, you are a gallivarian sprouts bastard, but the militia is tailored to allow any guy to run 40 and 45 times in less than two minutes and under 14 1/2 minutes on 3000m walks (for boys under 24) in just three months.

This is only the lowest line, so the actual average is much higher.

"Well fine. Do as you wish."

Even if you can't be a training squire this time, it's fine because it's possible to change saddles later from a volunteer squire if you don't fail to make the effort that she should have been willing to do so.

Because it's Value's job to decide who to pass as a trainee and who to volunteer for in this test.

March 20, 7451.

"Really..."

The carriage convoy Mimile boarded in the heavenly meadow stopped to go.

"Ha. Sorry, but there's a crack in the axle..."

A knight acting as a convoy escort captain says sorry.

There was a malfunction in one of the carriages carrying the dowry tools.

The axle of the carriage remains broken, and usually some repair period is also woven into the travel schedule in view of such circumstances.

It is not the damage to the bearing part, it is sufficient to expect two to three hours for the mere replacement of the axle, and the damage to the axle in this itinerary will be the second time if it includes other carriages belonging to the team.

Mimile got out of the carriage when she changed only her skirt in the carriage and went for a walk around the area with a few escorts.

"... don't look too"

Her brother points his mouth when he sees his escort's squire or knight follow Michele's rear with his eyes.

He was a third year squire in the Third Knights of the Kingdom, and was in a position where he was likely to receive a full knight's reign if he could spend another few months or so without much effort.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It really does, huh? I'm not asking you to understand, but forgive me."

All the knights cautioned will look like bad bats.

Mimile has a beautiful appearance that combines beautiful proportions in addition to the well-made face she inherited from her mother.

Moreover, besides inheriting the noble blood of His Majesty the King, the adventurers of the escort try to see at first sight if there is a gap because they are always dressed in beautiful dresses for dowry.

It is one of the tasks of the guard knights and soldiers to hide Mimile from such sight.

However, the reality was the beginning and end of even falling in love with the escort.

"Hold on, after I leave Lombertier, I can't stop with another dress every day... how many dresses do you have?

A female soldier asks her brother with an enviable face, but he only answers with a shoulder flaunt: "I heard that His Majesty has given me a fair amount... I don't know, I don't know," he says.

On the other hand, Mimile enjoyed the unshakeable ground between the bundles, to say the least.

He walks in the meadow a short distance from the carriage where the repairs are carried out, accompanied by the folks of the Faulkaine family - who have now become her escort knights - who joined her in the Labyrinth of Balduk during the Second Knights.

"My two sisters were amazing beauties, but that was a big deal."

Said one of the adventurers who saw her like that from afar.

"Come on, Mr. Soldier's gonna piss you off again."

Some people are embarrassed to say that...

"Steady, I was sure that the escort of your nobleman's dowry would be good money..."

"Oh. I didn't know this would happen..."

"I can't help but take it on. I can't even say no because it's a royal relationship."

But, Greed, I don't think you're the Marquis.

"Oh, us, the escort of the wife..."

"Shit, they have to say it raw all the time..."

"But, well, this is on the brink, too, and you might let me be the commissioner"

"Right. It's time for us to calm down..."

"Oh, even black yellow balls (Black Topaz) and purgatory flames (Gehenna Flair) are made, right? Then..."

They are labyrinth adventurers (maize raiders) who are quite well-known in the country.

Its name is the Green Group (Verdegli Brotherhood).

Originally, it was the common adventurers (Versatilers), apart from them, who contracted to escort the dowry tools, but the adventurers caused problems in the city of Balduk.

The adventurers were distracted by the fact that they contracted to escort the king's common son's dowry, but also immediately from the head of the quasi baron family, the legal guardian of that common son, and were greatly intoxicated and framed off at the Barduk liquor store where he was just on his way.

With that momentum, he dragged the liquor into the hands of those who looked a little disgusted.

It is mere coincidence that the Green Regiment (Verdegli Brotherhood) was present in the tavern where such adventurers began to make noise, but only God knows which was a more unfortunate coincidence.

At any rate, the adventurers also sold the crying child a fight to the silent Green Regiment (Verdegli Brotherhood).

The Green Regiment (Verdegli Brotherhood), trying to avoid trouble, continued to shun the deafening child, but the entanglement was so terrible that he was finally beaten to the point of being killed for throwing up a line that hurt their pride.

The labyrinth city of Balduk is so special that it is said that more than 3% of the total population is occupied by labyrinth adventurers of the desolate (Maize Raider).

It is everyday tea rice, such as fights and squabbling between adventurers, and as soon as the Knights find out the same, they pull a hand in the investigation.

Victims therefore often do not even receive compensation for their injuries.

Although the adventurers, all of whose members were in a half-kill grief, cried to their employer, Associate Baron Faulcain, the Associate Baron also heard the backdrop of the matter from the Knights of Balduk and threw it to the side of the road by withdrawing his order to them "get drunk and tangle with others and brag about the job he had contracted".

However, since we needed an armed escort, we asked the King to introduce us and again requested an escort from the Green Corps (Verdegli Brotherhood) to whom the King referred us.

Many of the Green Regiment (Verdegli Brotherhood) were pleased to begin their leaders that it was initially an honorable request to be introduced by the King.

But when I heard all the details, I felt subtle.

Because it was a request that the adventurers who beat him up in the tavern were asking for.

The Associate Baron and the Royal Liaison didn't even show room for negotiation by just poking demands at the Green Corps (Verdegli Brotherhood) to "take the job the victim was undertaking instead of missing out on the assault".

The subject of escort has faced each other in the past, His Majesty the King's bastard and her dowry tools.

I am not dissatisfied because it is also a fairly honorable job about the content.

It is a dowry to the ancient knowers who have emerged to far heights, but it can also be a facial connection to the future, and that is fine.

The problem is the compensation presented.

It was broken against the general request for escort, but it was not an amount to satisfy them, the true first-rate adventurers.

It is also true that the detention time is too long.

I had to convince myself, even subtly, that I would be missed out on assault injuries (it was normal to be missed when it was Balduk's custom), honor, and facial connection to the Marquis.

It would be closer to giving up on "no choice" in one way or another.

Soldiers and adventurers were able to get ample rest during unexpected breaks.

March 29, 7451.

"About an hour..."

Count Robotney looked up to heaven when he received a report from an adventurer who was on reconnaissance.

It's a beautiful afternoon, and the weather is beautiful and the birds are screaming.

All right, everybody, listen up.

The adventurers standing around him changed their expressions.

"An hour from now, the train that goes through there is the goal. A dowry on his way to the Dart Plains, but on board is a princess who draws the blood of the Royal Lomberto. Don't just kill the princess because it'll be a trump card for later negotiations."

Hearing that, Hiu ~ some whistle all the time, others have a humble grin, "I haven't heard that story. Kidnapping and other violations of justice" vary to those who argue the truth.

One of the Count's knights began the discussion to persuade the righteous adventurer.

but the Count unleashes the magic of Stone Arborest on the face of a young man who has become a representative of those who are showing difficulty in the raid.

In addition to firing over gloves to keep the magic light out of sight, young people do not even realize that it was emitted from close range, or even for a very short concentration time of just a few seconds.

And his life was cut off instantly.

The surroundings were instantly dominated by silence.

In anticipation of these events, the Count dared to involve adventurers with seemingly strong members of justice for their low strength.

The adventurers are uniformly drained of the excellent magic tricks the Count has shown them.

Leading court magician with the title of Golden Cup.

Every one of the adventurers in the present sight dares the Count to appear low in strength until now.

He's really a better user of magic than anyone else here.

After a cold glance at a young man turned into an unspeakable corpse, the Count glanced at the adventurers who were showing his agreement with him.

"My words are the same as His Majesty's. If you do, can't you follow the life of the kingdom? If you say you can't comply..."

The endorsers turned blue at once and shook their heads.

"It's a dowry train. You can take as much gold as you want. Then I'm glad you got more shares."

The others, who were showing some agreement with his words, looked uniformly carefree and silenced, and the others were quietly pleased.

"Look, leave your target (target) and kill them all! Don't let one of them live except the princess! It doesn't matter if there are irrelevant people who just happen to be accompanying you!

Those who give a loud nod back to the Count's words, young people who are screwed up in the face and look around, some who quickly change their purpose and openly raise their momentum against the raid.

"Fewer witnesses will give you more time to carry them."

"" Ugly ""

"" I understand. ""

"" Rikai ""

"" Work, work, work. ""

"Finally, it's the real deal."

Adventurers who respond with thoughtful replies, but what the word is, the expression becomes tight on the back and sword swallowing on the eyes.

Movement to check weapons and protective equipment is familiar and free of any waste.

"We'll do as we're supposed to. Placement!"

Activate the trap at the point where the intended train progresses to the scheduled point and the Count himself taps into the attack magic on the horse pulling the lead wheel.

It signals that the magician magically sends out the natural elements at the beginning and rear of the train to block the way and raid.

This is the place they call the eastern raid, but the valley, about fifteen metres deep on the eastern side of the street, continues for hundreds of metres, and the western side of the raid is a few metres high earthen.

If it falls to the valley side, a major injury is a must, and that's not a strange terrain to die of.

Of course, since it is a street that has regular traffic, there is no such thing as an immediate valley or earthwork when off the road, and there is a lot of room for both.

but it's not the kind of place where you can spread your cavalry and soldiers and fight.

We've also confirmed that the cavalry we touched is passing through this place earlier this morning.

Perhaps a village with a population of about six to seven kilometers south is the place to stay tonight.

The Dark Elves (Dark Elves) have not shown themselves at all for three days now, as the word goes that they will not take part in direct combat.

As Earl, the Dark Elves should be watching somewhere anyway, and there was a sense of insurance in the unlikely event that it was completely removed.

- But it was a great help teaching and planting raid procedures and traps with both adventurers... I'm not allowed to fail, but at the dawn of success...

The Count unconsciously laid his hand in the lumbar compartment as he headed to his own holding.

If it's about the amount of magic consumed by the magic I used earlier, it will have recovered during the raid.

- Phew, aren't you pretty calm about saying I'm a lifesaver, too? It's a good trend.