I had lunch and took my time, and Ena picked me up.
They're finally ready.
They say you can go down to the main outdoor garden.
Near the hall, but are you sure?
"You're going with me, right?"
"Regards!
I was willing to ride.
Fly away with Mr. Ena on board and descend to a designated location.
Surprised, about two hundred soldiers lined up, and about fifty driven infantry lined up.
And as he landed, he saluted me in unison.
They welcomed me, but what is this lavish welcome?
"Hmm. I have to give this back."
"Wait!"
What are you going to do? I only have a bad feeling about this!
"Whoa, whoa, whoa."
Roar one shot.
Half of the soldiers wore buttocks and the driven infantry flipped.
"... I did it"
It's not going to be a war, is it?
I made a peace apology to everyone who greeted me, and I became a guest of the family.
When I snuck in six months ago, I had no idea this was how to get it off the table.
I was in a position to be entertained with Shalazad, but I am neither noble nor civilian.
I can't talk political, and I don't have any authority whatsoever.
I don't think I can interact with the family members, sell their faces and names, or get along with these people in the future.
Still, people come together.
Mr. Wall came when I was opening up to unfamiliar responses.
"It was sudden, so my father and grandmother hadn't come back yet. I'm sure you'll make it to dinner, but until then, think I'm free."
What is it? Mr. Wall is nicotine.
What do you have in your hand... the keys?
Mr. Ena's eyes lit up.
I don't know, I have a bad feeling.
"That's the key to the training ground, brother."
"Yeah. Dragon manipulators in the Dragon Nation are anxious to be all excellent people in Wenwu. I don't know, can't you hope to make up for it"
"Brother, that role must come to me"
Mr. Ena, it's 'Blood Splash' eyes.
"Uh, I'm in a bakery..."
I tried to say no, but I tried to think back.
Working with Mr. "Blood Smoke"? You'll never win. That's good. That's what I know.
But if you know how much power this guy has, it helps when you run away.
No matter how much you lose here, you won't die.
Then why don't you let me measure your strength and gain some experience?
Both Mr. Wall and Mr. Ena are so superb swordsmen.
I rarely get a chance like this.
If we continue to act as a shadow, we can also think of colliding with such an arrangement.
If you have a chance to match your swords with no danger to your life, you should make active use of them.
"... ok. I don't think I'll be dealing with them at all, thank you."
"Right. Welcome to the Dragon Trainer."
Move the place to the training station and wear leather protective gear.
"You're surrounded by walls, except the entrance and exit."
Not to be seen from the outside? Or don't let the sound leak.
"It's easier to cover up when people die in training."
"... Huh?
"It's a joke."
Mr. Wall smiles, but it's a joke...
I saw the dirt around there, but there was no trace of me digging it back.
Well, that mock fight, but in case it's Ena's arm, Mr. Wall decided to deal with him first.
"Use a wooden knife, but choose what you like"
All the wooden knives that stood were of considerable weight.
"The lightest one... I guess this"
I chose the skinny one.
"Is that all right?"
"Yes."
Mr. Wall has it a lot longer than mine.
In this case, I would be disadvantaged by the relationship between us, but it would be better than using something I'm unfamiliar with.
Let's get started, shall we?
"Best regards"
Lightly match the wooden knife.
We had some meetings, but we're not serious about each other.
That's all I know about Mr. Wall.
Fast swinging wooden knife. I'm preventing it because I can predict the orbit, but I might not have a single match if they really came.
There was a difference in strength from me more than I expected.
In my case, I haven't used my sword as much because I've been training to hide my magic and self since I was a child.
The time I've been piling up is different, so I can't help but win.
I wish I could find it even with a bad positioning, a blind spot, and an attack that delays the reaction, but so far it's not either.
Anyway, coming straight from the front, I don't feel like I can get it anywhere I type it in.
If I were your father, how would I attack you?
"That's pretty good."
"Be modest."
Shit. Mr. Wall doesn't mean it at all.
As it is, I don't know what I took on a mock fight for.
Or, I can't use magic.
If I also use the assassin's mould and body technique my father taught me, and the walking method that confuses my eyes, I will find out.
Basic skills alone must draw on the opponent's power.
It's going to be hard. But......
"Do we have to go?"
"Oops, I guess I'll finally get serious"
Don't stir me up, Mr. Wall. But I don't care.
Pack your time with a dash and wave a wooden knife into small pieces.
From time to time he released the poke several times in a tight state while mixing the feints, but avoided every body.
I'm poking my sword tip hidden with my body, what reflex nerves are you, this guy?
I have no more hands when I can avoid the current one.
And then he got poorer, and at the end of the day, he was punched in the shoulder, and a wooden knife was stuck to his throat where he was hanging.
It is a loss.
"Shit."
"That's just great. It was an attack that didn't fit into shape, so I hissed a few times."
"I've been avoided."
I couldn't think of a vision of winning.
"This is going to be a good fight with my sister"
It is a change of athlete. Ms. Ena is waving a wooden knife and appealing to her motivation.
Do you want to fight so much this' blood splash '?
It's a little regrettable as it is.
You'll just end up being hit.
"Can I break two wooden knives?
"Break it? Fine."
I cut the wooden knife two-thirds the length with a knife on my hip.
One more thing at a time.
I'll shake that with both hands. Yeah, it weighs just fine.
"Duplicitous? That's unusual."
"Let's see. You look great."
It's a desperate and learned move to avoid pain in training with a troublesome father.
Besides, the way I fight, I aim for the steeple from behind, so I don't need a big sword.
The Duplicant thinks it's right for me.
"That's a sharp cut. This will not alarm you."
Mr. Ena was paying attention to weird things.
"So don't get hurt by each other...... here we go!
With Mr. Wall's signal, I ran.
The time between swords is short, so if you don't get close, you won't hit it.
Fierce sword trident rewards continued from the beginning.
The arms are mutual so far.
Mr. Ena hasn't given her all either. For that matter, we've managed to do each other, but I'm full of them.
After fighting Mr. Wall, I can read the sword muscle.
There is a subtle difference, but Mr. Ena's sword is the same. Because of that, it's more than my strength.
But the decision-maker lacks it. With two wooden knives, I can't let you reach Ena's body.
I mean, just like when Mr. Wall was, there's a future ahead of him that gets poorer and loses.
I also kind of regret losing in a row, so I decided to swell away. No, one sword, in this case.
I rush in with a rush to keep Ena from reading the time and purpose, swinging a wooden knife quickly across the side.
Mr. Ena avoids one sword and begins another. But I don't mind.
I shake it up from the bottom so close that I could hit it. Of course it is inhibited. I slammed him from the top a little late, but he also played it. That's right, the defense is hard. But......
The wooden knife, which was bounced off my hand, spins and hits the wall.
The tip of the wooden sword hit Ena directly in the back of the head.
Making a good noise with the scones, Ena was scraped.
It's my loss. Before that, a wooden knife was stuck in my throat.
"Until then!
".................. Ugh"
After the signal to stop, Ms. Ena stood up holding her back to her head.
There were tears in my eyes.
This is also a battle, so I have a grudge. Don't look at me with your eyes.