Reworld•Frontier-Saijakuni Shite Saikyou no Shien Jutsu Shiki Tsukai [Enhancer]

I managed to get past my first day of special training and base - when I returned to one of the apartments that Hannu was contracting, I received a navy message from Romnick in good time.

It is an announcement of the date and time of the duel.

It was still after noon, three days after that day, as Mr. Villey predicted, that he had designated. In other words, two days later at the moment.

The message came to me and Mr. Villey. For that reason, Mr Villey replied to this.

"It's not convenient for me to be a referee that day. Hope after that '-.

Then Romnick put very little time between them and has replayed them fast.

'Got it. But there's also the convenience of the broadcaster this one talked about, so only one day is postponable. If you can't help the convenience of Miss Sword, please prepare a surrogate person as a referee.'

It was an example of disrespect, the language was polite, but the content was only a one-sided push.

But if you stick around any longer and try to postpone the schedule even further, you might find out I'm unwell over there. Besides, if you take four days off, it's likely that my SEAL will get back on track.

That's why I got a four-day respite, including today.

And as a matter of course, we "BVJ" members, plus Mr. Villey and Ashley, decided to take a break from exploring until the day of the duel and go along with my training.

I wasn't expecting you to coach me all day, so I was surprised, Mr. Villey said,

"As I said before, Rag, if the artifact is involved, this is a top priority for us. This case has been notified to Karellen, and he's agreed, so don't worry about us."

So the leaders and executives of that "Knights of Pale Red Flames" were both set to devote their full attention to my special training until I paused Explore.

Though Tori did not return, and that tells the story of the intensity of the special training that takes place until the day of the duel.

That's right.

Needless to say, the special training from then on was even more harsh.

I wake up in the morning and go to the second level room of Lunatic Babel, where I train as much as I can for time as I can pinch my break over and over, and when I get back to base, I take a bath and go to bed to faint - I repeated this three times for convenience.

Swordsmanship guide by Mr. Villey and Mr. Ashley. Teaching Melee and Physical Arts on Hand by Mr. Rose. Training in reaction speed and intuition by Hannu. Anyway, I was trained using every means I could think of.

The intensity of the special training grew by the day, so much so that on the last day it was almost a form of practice that it became normal to get injured by each combiner. Fortunately, even "artificial SEALs" can undergo a recovery procedure. Even if it's impossible to activate it yourself, if you can set up a medical port to send a recovery formula, the formula will be effective by the ability to reside in the opponent's Photon Blood.

I asked for more rigorous training, of course, from me. At first everyone but Hannu disagreed with me, but my 'I really want to win absolutely anything!' Mr Villey, Mr Rose and Mr Ashley also eventually broke me into the claim.

"- If that's all you have to say, I won't say anything anymore. I'm gonna break your bones, so I'm gonna make sure you're ready, Rag."

"It is a condition of a strong warrior who is accustomed to pain, who has the technique of moving precisely after becoming aware of a physical malfunction. Fine. I have received Mr. Rag's readiness"

"Instead, you see a lot of places you don't look over there, so you should remember some pain and be cautious. If this happens, it'll be even more bizzy, Beowulf."

On the other hand, Hannu, who has already been given an acknowledgement on the matter without any help,

"Lato, hold the concubine's cheek"

Suddenly, I've said that by pointing at both my cheeks. In addition, he points to my foot and asks me to kneel.

"? Here...?

Hannu went on like this to me, who couldn't see the intention at all and followed the instructions as I leaned down my neck.

"Mm-hmm. Keep your eyes peeled."

"What?"

"Not the first glance."

I'm ready, I just close my golden-eyed silver eyes and Hannu enters a pain-waiting position. But all of a sudden they said that, and yes, it couldn't be.

"Hey, why? How could you do that...?

Hannu answered me frankly with his eyes meditating, unable to read my intentions.

"The concubine inflicts pain on the rat. No, I already gave it. Then Lato should also inflict pain on his concubine and make amends. Look, come on."

"Oh, what!?

I stuttered at Hannu's statement and an unexpected strange voice came out.

"Yes, fine, fine, Hanu. This is what I'm asking you to do, so you don't have to worry about that..."

"No way. My concubine and Ratto are my only best friends. It's about reciprocity. Either way, it's just painful."

"... for that matter, I feel like Hannu used to cheek on me... and then slap me..."

When I was caught with it and spilled it like that, Hannu sighed.

"Hmm... by the way, pain is something that gives your heart, isn't it? How worried do you think your concubine has been about your chest?

"Ugh..."

It's hard when you say that. Regardless of the physical damage, Hannu has put a lot of effort into it since we first met. In fact, he had worn out in front of Hannu and fell twice, and once he seemed to have a part of his body blown up, and even the second time he was bleeding from his nose to his eyes. It must have caused considerable concern. Hannu's face, which I saw the other day in the hospital, dried up and worn out tears, still burns behind her eyelids and won't leave me.

"I don't know what to say, but while Lato was losing his mind, that was something he didn't feel comfortable living. I'm forgiving you for that to the point of cheeks, so shouldn't you be more grateful for the concubine's warmth?

Pachi, and show me only the golden eyes on the right, kufu, and Hannu laughs. But if that's the case,

"Well, then, the pain sharing then means I don't have to twist Hanu's cheek or anything this time..."

To my compromise proposal, Hannu closed her eyes again and shook her head sideways.

"And it's not like this again. Now, if you don't give me pain, my concubine will have a lump in her heart. If you want to take your hand away from your concubine, you need to do everything you can right now."

"So, but..."

"I don't know... I blame him for not doing this, and I'm telling you that I might be tempted. See, you're going to be stronger and you're going to stop Romnick and him? It's not like I'm going to get hurt, so why don't I just get ready? It's not a good place to get lost."

Ha, and Hannu sighed, arms in dignity. Even though I'm the one who's going to follow her cheek, it's like she's in the opposite position.

But if they say so much, there's no way I can do it any more.

"- So, how about...?

"Mm-hmm. Okay."

"... Yikes!

As far as I was concerned, I was going to twist it without picking both cheeks of Hannu. However,

"... hey, hey, hey, hey"

"Huh?"

I'm too obscure to know what I'm talking about, so once I get my hands off it.

"It doesn't hurt, Rat, I said. Why don't you put more effort into it? I would have said the first glance."

"Also, more?... Yeah, I get it"

Challenge again.Grab a soft, puni-puni cheek with more force in your hand than you just did. Gyu, and.

"What do you say?

"... Not enough at all. Look, put more effort into it!

"Ha, ha! Oh, no!

Finally Hannu, who cut the paralysis, shouted out. I rushed to double the momentum earlier, but you weren't satisfied.

"- Eh, isn't this awkward! More thoughtless fools!

And scream no, no, lay your tiny hands on my hands, goo! and gripped. It is a form of holding my own cheek between my hands. [M]

"Wow!? Ha, Hanu!?

Maybe I was unconsciously considerably less. [M] The power of Hannu, who indirectly attached his cheeks, was considerable, and his white skin instantly turned bright red.

After a good amount of time, Hannu finally loosens the power of his hand.

And the result of all the effort I put into it until I got to my heart...

"So, it's okay, Hanu...?

"I'm fine."

"... uh... ho, it's really okay...? The truth is, it hurts pretty bad, doesn't it, Hanu...?

What else? Hannu's cheeks were so red and swollen that I accidentally worried for real.

"... it's okay, bye"

Hanu strengthens and says so, but there are tears in the eyes of the etherochromia of pale and gold.

"So, but..."

As painful as it gets to this side I'm watching, the part I was following is swelling red with gin.

"... well, dude, blah... then...!

The grain of tears in Hannu's golden-eyed silver eyes increased, twitching, and her tightly tied lips became a crocodile. Gu, gu, and the noise of sniffing hard also begins to mix.

I know. This kind of thing is gradually getting more painful. Rather, it hurts worse later than at the moment of being hit. Besides, it gets bigger and smaller like a wave, but it also becomes more fever and more painful.

Looks like Hanu tried to put up with it too, but in the end he couldn't get over it and began to tear up.

"- Eh...!

I push my voice to death like a toddler scolded by his parents, and Hannu shudders with a blurb.

"Oh, oh, that's why I said...! Give someone a heel."

"- I don't care! That's about it!

He yelled with his nose as if to blow the pain away, and Hannu wiped his glasses and eyes with the end of the jacket he was wearing. Remove the remote control of the Zhengtian spiritual symbol from the nostalgia and open it bulkingly.

"Here we go, Rato! We can no longer shy away! As you wish, my concubine will seriously accompany you to special training! Be prepared!"

- And, well, my special training was greatly accomplished when Hannu came to hang out with me with all her strength without worries.

Though injuries have increased for that matter.

Well, that's what we got, the last day of training.

Tomorrow is duel time.

But in conclusion, this day's training was the most intense.

"- It's still sweet to concentrate! Deeper! It's too late to concentrate after being cornered! If you can't use your power without being pushed, push yourself, not your enemies!

Mr. Villey's harsh scolding flies along with the harsh slaughter.

Mr. Villey's education policy is in practice anyway. I don't just tell you to remember with your body. You work together in a row, and you gain combat experience without one or two. Every stunt proud of that "sword lady" was shown as a bargain sale, and it was common for me to be on the defensive side.

"Routines to increase concentration are shackles at the same time as switches. You're not supposed to have any shackles on you, Rug. Your heart is free from the start. So you should always be able to use your true power. You should realize that. Not the head, but the mind and the body."

Mr. Villey's single-handed sword for training and my willow leaf knife sounds delightful in a row. Each time we meet in one go, a shock runs on both arms and he's about to get paralyzed. Mr. Villey is just waving his sword without difficulty, but there's too much difference in strength, and even the flash of restraint over there can be a fatal blow for me.

I've tried all kinds of routines to this day, but after all, I couldn't find anything called this. As a matter of course, we've been in the 'zone' for a long time triggering only the activation of the support technique. If a new trigger can be prepared overnight, everyone can respond immediately to Absolute Square.

"It's only natural for instincts to wake up when you're in a crisis of life. That's why it's not enough to have as many lives as you want if you're in danger every time you fight. So evoke a fighting instinct of your own accord. Imagine. yourself already in distress. yourself for making death present. The more realistic that image is, the easier [the switch] in you should be. Just now - like this is how they're cornered!

――

Mr. Villey's sword speed, which even seemed flashing, increased even further. I can no longer see it. I rely only on signs to move my swords.

"Goddamn it! Oh, guh!?

A total unrecognizable slaughter struck my body many times. Right shoulder, left flank, right thigh, left - Traffic accident level shocks explode all over your body at times that seem almost simultaneous.

I screamed at the pain of falling off the scene and falling behind. [M]

"- Ahhhhhhhhh!?

The training sword is crushing the blade, so you really don't have to worry about getting slashed. But the hardness and weight remain the same. Mr. Villey's intense sword flashes were crushing my flesh and bones and completely destroying them. If the hit is bad, he will indeed die.

"Ashley, Recovery and Heels!

"Yes, Captain"

Mr. Ashley will give me a recovery ceremony. First, the bones crushed in Recovery were restored, then the meat crushed in Heels was healed.

"Oh, thank you, Mr. Ashley......!

The wound heals but the pain doesn't go away quickly. Mr. Ashley glanced sharply at me as I stood up and thanked her with tears.

"... no. More than that, Beowulf, you seem to be trying to read Captain Victoria's [Flow], but that's foolish for someone with too many differences in strength. In this case, it's a good idea to keep your [flow] tight and defensive."

"Yes, I will try......!

Hit and change with a practitioner, Mr. Villey, and Mr. Ashley is a nervous enough theorist. This is how you always give me accurate advice when you observe my combiners. Speaking of which, Mr. Rose had also adopted a method of instruction closer to Mr. Ashley in one way or another.

"Come on, I'll start again, Mr. Rag!

"Ha!"

Put a two-handed willow leaf knife back in Mr. Villey's voice. Focus. If you can't react again, you'll be eating the severe pain you just tasted again.

The tip of Mr. Villey's one-handed sword shakes like a candle flame.

"If it's your natural rate of reaction, you'll see my movement. Don't get caught up in a fait accompli. I don't have a limiter on you. If there is, it was made by you yourself. Imagine yourself freed from it and repaint yourself. It's okay, you can do it."

Unlike the specific advice of Mr. Ashley, Mr. Villey's guidance is somewhat vague. It looked a lot like Hanu around here, and apparently there was a difference between practitioners and theorists around here.

Hannu or Mr. Villey, if you say so, would belong to a race called 'genius'. I can do this, oh no problem - I have a lot of sensory advice that feels like, honestly, I don't get much guidelines. With that in mind, the two of them tend to actually try and grasp the senses and just run into practice. Maybe you're both people [who can do it if you do it] because they're theories and stuff, so you can't explain that well.

On the other hand, Mr. Rose and Mr. Ashley have also learned martial arts and swordsmanship from the ground up, and they really provide logical guidance. When it's A, do B, because there's a phenomenon called C and the result is D - and it explains it right from one to ten. This was very easy to understand and I could swallow it right up, even for me. However, it was a different question of whether or not it could be carried out as theoretically.

Doesn't mean which is better and which is worse. The two genius skins are hard to understand, but on the contrary, they're trying to teach us [tricks to get stronger] beyond theory. The theoretical two are trying to consolidate my foundations, which are overwhelmingly inadequate.

So - I have to live up to both expectations.

"Yes, please!

In reply to Mr. Villey, I rebuke what I have been taught.

Take a good look at them. Make a prediction and look to the future. Circle, rotation and spiral. Put your strength on the bone. Aware of [flow]. The judgment is instant. I don't think about it and then I don't move. Thoughts and actions at the same time. Lost time is a waste of time. Make the best move for me, no one else. Be a sword. Don't kill me if you want to. Slash with the will to slay. Don't get tied to the basics on it. Make up your mind. Sharpen your mind. Read their minds. Imagine yourself being cornered. The kind of predicament that stands in the abyss of death. I have no shackles. [M] I can always use my powers. repaint yourself. It's all right.

I can do it.

――

At that moment, lightning-like intuition split the back of my brain.

There was no foretaste.

Straight from the front.

My hands moved without even thinking about it.

Cross the willow leaf knife to a hunched point.

That was unintentional.

I'm sure you wanted to try me.

Mr. Villey had a super-fast dash without any notice and was releasing a poke with a one-handed sword.

Probably full force. Serious without mix.

It was a spike that would have penetrated my left shoulder through a gap in the bone.

I don't know why I could have predicted the motion before it moved over there.

But I can see.

Silver cuttings thrust at tremendous speed.

I get it.

If you keep going, the two willow leaf knives I crossed and that meteor-like penetration clash beautifully.

No. It wasn't like I could tell.

This is inevitable.

A willow leaf knife crossed by a cross makes a bamboo. Mr. Villey's poking was pinched there.

Momentum moves upwards and misses.

Pleasant sound of metal and metal bumping and rubbing each other.

A round of sparks scatters away the moment it blooms.

When the arrow of light broke through the air over my head as a spike snagged a few of my forehead.

Pitali, and Mr. Villey stopped moving - and my subjective time went back to normal. Galilee, and I can hear the rubbing sound of a one-handed sword and a two-sword.

"... ugh!?

Breathtaking voice, but not me. It belonged to Mr. Ashley, who was right around the corner.

"hey, what's that...!?

Mr. Ashley, who was there, is eye-catching and stunned, which means that Mr. Villey's high-speed dash poking now didn't even stop in her eyes.

Yeah. I'm surprised, too. So right now, I'm also stunned as I lift Mr. Villey's sword up with a willow leaf knife.

Mr. Villey, meaty to close range in just a moment, drew a sword, and, uh-huh, engraved a grin on his mouth.

"- You can do that now, Mr. Rug. I thought I'd try something and let it go, but you reacted beautifully. Don't forget what it feels like."

"Yes..."

I reply back to Mr. Villey with a smile. [M]

What it feels like now - I remember. Yes, it's the same thing I felt the other day when I completely dodged Hanu's Zhengtian Spiritual Charm.

A strange feeling, like integrated with everything on this occasion. It's like I didn't see it with my eyes, I didn't hear it with my ears, I didn't touch my skin, but I could sense all the events surrounding me. It's not an imaginary image, but a sense of omnipotence when it's really [the future itself was visible].

…………

I look down at both hands that I can't even tell you how I feel.

What would have been in common then and now? I was just getting more focused. Is that it?

Like something switched in me, my consciousness suddenly cleared. I figured it out so that everything would be in my hands. Why is that?

If it was common first, it was when they were both taking a lot of damage. I'm moving with the pain remaining on my body...... I mean, as Mr. Villey put it, it was [a cornered state], so did it increase my concentration?

No, that shouldn't be all. There have been a number of times in that state over the past three days. Yet the sharpness of the senses is not stable. There must be some other factor.

- and so on, and if you were desperate to put your thoughts around,

"- Hey, that's too dangerous right now, Captain!

Mr. Ashley's voice clawed my consciousness.

"Huh?"

When I looked up, unexpectedly, Mr. Ashley was stuffed by Mr. Villey and protesting at an almost angry pace.

"Whatever you think, the tip of the sword was piercing Beowulf's forehead if I made a mistake!?

"It's okay, Ashley. You saw it too, didn't you? Rug, you've done a wonderful job of preventing it."

Even more unexpectedly, Mr. Villey, whose position was supposed to be above her, was overwhelmed by her force. Somehow, a bad bug came out, with a look like that. Her gaze was slightly off, and her hips were slightly pulled.

In contrast, Mr Ashley was even more fierce.

"Such things are just coincidences! Have you forgotten yet that you did the same thing the other day while training and nearly killed Julius in danger!

Guh, and Mr. Villey has the look of being poked at the pain. I don't have to train so hard for anything but me...?

"Oh, I think that's a bad thing that kid is alarmed..."

"It would be pretty bad for you to be serious during training!

Around, Mr. Ashley becomes a front-runner as the tiger hits his prey. Mr. Villey leans slightly back on his torso to avoid splashing spit.

"Oh, yeah, okay, I know, Ashley. I'm sorry, because I was sorry...... you see, there's also you and Princess Lug now...... right?

The moment Mr. Villey laid his hand on Mr. Ashley's shoulder as if to be taken for granted,

"-!?

Bikun, and Mr. Ashley's whole body jumped. Apparently, he was so driven by passion that he completely lost track of us.

"Also, sorry!

Mr. Ashley, who returned to me, lowered his head as soon as he could. Mr. Villey shook his head to the side with regret, too.

"It's okay. But it's certainly my bad habit to get on track during training. Also during this time la"

And that's all I said, Mr. Villey, cut the word at a rather unnatural time. That moment brings back the memory of the other sports chamber in my brain.

Pink, something.

"? In the meantime...?

It stopped his tongue so abruptly that Mr. Ashley also raised his face on the boulder to give him a strange look.

Awww, and when I panicked on my own in the field, I suddenly got eyes to eyes with Mr. Villey, who turned this way.

……

Maybe we reminded each other of the same thing. Shame Zhu on Mr. Villy's cheek. And my face must have turned more red than that.

"Hey, it's nothing. I just bit you, so don't worry about it. Anyway, I'll be careful from now on. Thank you for your advice, Ashley."

Ha... "

Mr. Ashley backed me down while showing me how not to fall on my back to Mr. Villey, who deludes himself while covering his face with his left palm so as to hide his reddish face.

Great... what would have happened if that thing had been weirdly taken care of and found out. I don't even want to imagine.

"What the hell are you talking about?

"Wow!?

Hannu talked me out of the back, and I jumped. Looking back, there's an innocent heterochromia looking up at me.

"Ha, Hanu!? Oh, why don't you and Rosé take a break over there......!?

"Why did you make a scene?" I've been wondering. So, what happened to Rat... during this time?

- They're even properly brain corrected on top of being asked what's critical!?

"Or because I think I just bit you, and I don't think that makes any particular sense!? I thought you heard my name too, but I guess it doesn't matter because I just misstated it!?

"Hmm. Right."

It sounds like he's lying to Hanu - no, it's like he's lying because he pretends he doesn't know to do the hiding - but that thing on the boulder can't even say anything else for Mr. Villey's dignity. I mean, I didn't. Even so, there was no such sad accident from the beginning. Let's forget it. Let's forget it. Yes, you should......!

"- Mr. Rag, I'll do it again so you don't forget what I just felt! Are you ready?

Mr. Villey raised his voice as he blew the odd atmosphere that began to flow onto the field.

"Yes! Regards!

Naturally, I did not hesitate to do so, but replied at a rate that would echo. [M]

Mr. Ashley and Mr. Rose worked together to calculate, draining my strength to a point where I could recover critically if I slept overnight, I followed Lunatic Babel after a small break.

It was only the last day and the workouts since then have been really tough. After that, you train your opponent to dodge Hanu's Zhengtian Spirit Mark again, lay hands on Mr. Rose so he can respond even by dropping his weapon, and meet with Mr. Ashley's two-song sword.

I think it was a pretty intense special training.

While I'm at it, I can be proud to say that I've technically grown quite a bit in the last three days.

Unfortunately, however, about that strange sensory trigger, I ended up not getting the identity.

Because it seems to me that the "zone" that goes in when "Absolute Square" is there is a different feeling.

That was more about looking strange or you know what I mean - anyway, if you put in the mood, you could do it, it didn't feel like anything.

I think there's more to it than that. Though it's a pitiful story that I don't know, even though it's about me.

Nevertheless, I intend to do whatever I can. After that, the gift of carriage or not, I just have to leave it to myself tomorrow.

Returning to the base room with everyone who accompanied me to the workout, there was a flim back that had been canned in the rental workshop for the past three days.

"Oh, welcome back. I just got back, too."

I can see a deep bear under my eyes in the face of my cousin, who cheerfully picked me up to the front door. Maybe it lasted all night. I only make my hair my usual twin tail, but my left and right balance is slightly out of order.

"Mr. Flim, does that mean you're home already...?

"Yeah, yeah. I managed to get some gear for tomorrow's duel. Will you take a quick look?

To Mr. Rose's inquiry, Flim grinned and nodded less.

Going into the living room with Zorro Zorro ahead of Flim, a blue sheet was laid on the table she always used for the table, where the weapons she created for me for tomorrow were lined up with zurali.

"Wah...!

I have a voice unexpectedly for not being too spectacular.

Although I do not have an awesome aura like Black Emperor Steel Xuan or White Imperial Silver Tiger, I still feel the same or more compelled as the armor that was lined up in the arms store Mr. Villey took me to.

Plus, a lot. There are different sizes, large and small, but there are more than five lightly just swords.

"This is so......!?

"Well, if you can't use SEAL, you need a lot of weapons in your hand in case you need them. Yeah, we're pulling it out and lightening it up, so your muscle strength shouldn't be as heavy as it is."

"What...? Is this all geared up for a duel, me?

I inadvertently listened back with vegetables to the dialogue I was well told.

"? It's not natural. Which weapon do you think you're gonna get us that we're not gonna use? Atashi, I'm not that free."

"So, but..."

Point your gaze at the weapons lined up on the seat.

Two sideways like the previous White Tiger. Two machetes the same size as the Willow Leaf Knife for training. Just a little longer than those, two tae-knife sized ones too. Next to it, there are two more like circular shields (roundbackers) the size of plates. They all have black and purple coloring, similar to the battle jacket Achilles.

And even though not as long as Skylaider, these pitch-black combat boots. Designed to look a lot like the high cut combat boots I usually wear.

And the purple sticky object with twelve - could it be a bomb or something? Though it has a carabiner-like ring on the top edge and looks like it could be hung on a belt or something.

"... not many...?

"It's okay, if you put it on your shoulders, sides, hips left and right," Achilles "and belt hard points and rings, it won't get in the way for now. Well, it might look a little bitchy."

In explaining Flim, I thought of myself equipped with all of this behind my brain.

"... this, somehow..."

I don't feel a little bit like it, I feel like it's a mess. Heavy-duty infantry. My figure floats in the back of my brain, turning into a togetherness like a iguagri.

Flim laughed when he saw my imagination.

"Well. If you dare to name me, do you feel like" Full Armor Halt "? But it looks like this, and it's equipped with a photon organ with a simplified weapon and shield, as well as a cartridge that encloses Atashi's photon blood. I guarantee more performance than it looks. Oh, be careful where you use it, because it allows you to check the energy level from the artificial SEAL.

"Shh, that's amazing... so often in this short period of time..."

"I'm telling you, it's not as natural as this. See, you're a genius enchanter and a super-crafter."

Flim deliberately puts one hand on his chest and a door-faced face. But the fact that it wasn't a lot of hard work is obvious if you look at the bear under your eyes.

…………

As soon as I realized that, gratitude came from the back of my chest as much as rage. It's not just Flim. Neither Hanu, nor Mr. Rosé. And Mr. Villey and Mr. Ashley, too. He did everything he could for me until today. [M]

I really, really appreciate it from the bottom of my heart.

So when I turned back in front of everyone, I bowed deeply.

"Um... Again, thank you. I had so much help for me. - Do you?

A mild impact occurred on the top of the lowered head as he was stating his mouth. If I held my head down and raised my face, you'd be laughing so hard that Flim would laugh. Its right hand is shaped after it hits the decopin.

No, it wasn't just Flim, Hannu, Rose, Villy and Ashley were staring at me with a smile on each face.

"Here. It's too early to thank you, Hart."

"Bye Lato. The battle is tomorrow, not anymore. It's okay to be confident, but it's not too soon to win."

"Princess Xiaolong is right, Mr. Rag. Besides, you fight for us, so it's only natural that we work together. No need to thank me for the change."

Following the three of my buddies, Mr. Villey also laughed at the dullness.

"Yes, Mr. Rug. As I've already said, this is a top priority for us. I don't hate hard work when it comes to artifacts, and it's not stingy to help you do that. Besides, we haven't been able to repay all the favors we owe you yet."

"Yes, the swordsmanship guides promised to me until the day before Joint Exploration, and, as Captain Victoria put it, nothing of this magnitude, given the gratitude I received from you. Besides, how many times do I have to tell you, Beowulf? It is not easy for a man like you to bow his head."

At the end of the day, Mr. Ashley scolded me, and I felt unspeakable.

"Ah, haha..."

and I just had to laugh my love off to delude myself.

But it sure is. I can't help but think that thanking you for intending to win now is a sign that you are losing your mind.

I'm gonna laugh this time.

"- Okay. Then I'll thank you again tomorrow, after I win the duel."

If you notice, you drop your gaze on the right fist that was gripping you, and I renew my vows.

Yes, we'll settle with Romnick in tomorrow's duel.

No matter how many days have passed, the flame of determination that lit my chest at that time is not even dusty.

I will definitely make you regret making fun of my people - the thought was rather a few steps bigger and stronger than it was when I held it.

- Win. Tomorrow, I'll always beat him for anything.

Of course, we know the situation is tough. My "SEAL" hasn't gotten back on track yet, and I don't know if I'll make it to tomorrow's duel. And the difference in power between me and Romnick without a support technique is obvious. I know that.

But.

- I can't lose.

Even for the pride of my fellow citizens.

Even for everyone who helped me to this day.

Most importantly, for my own good.

You'll never lose.

Second, a tiny hand touched the fist I was squeezing. Fu, and a soft feeling like a marshmallow. No one had to do anything, I found out it was Hannu.

When I turned my gaze, my clear pale and golden eyes looked up at me with a gentle look. She puts her hands on my right fist and laughs.

"Well, as I said earlier, the concubine believes in a victory, Ratto"

"Hanu......"

"Are you going for the most powerful swordsman in the world, with honor? Then this time it's just a ritual of passage. I'll show it to your eyes."

Kiyu, and Hannu's hands envelop my fist. By doing so, he realized that his hands, on the contrary, had solidified in a vacuum all over his body, even the expression on his face.

As Hannu's body temperature and smile relieved me, I lifted the corner of my mouth and raved like this so that she could catch me.

"Yeah, I'll do my best." I will prove to you that Princess Xiaolong's only best friend is not Dada. "

…………

In my words, Hannu seemed to have been thrust into the void. I circle my golden-eyed silver eyes and look like I was taken aback. Was it that surprising?

But he returned to me immediately, this time showing his teeth and a full grin. And nod hard.

"Uhm! That's what I meant! That's not my concubine's best friend, Rato!

Pin, and Hannu jumping like a rabbit.

I thought I was out of place at a time like this, but I can see it from the edge of my lips, and the pointed octagonal teeth are adorable -