Shinigami ni Sodaterareta Shoujo wa Shikkoku no Ken wo Mune ni Idaku

"Shit, shit, shit! How did this happen all of a sudden?

The man beat his fist to the ground over and over again, twitching. The screams and yells that were blowing until earlier stopped, and only my rough breathing sounds echoed in my ears when I did them.

─ ─ A Royal Army soldier is marching towards the fort.

When my buddies asked me about this story, the man accidentally leaped. Because I just thought I could try and kill a newly acquired sword.

Besides, if you open the lid, it's completely different from the soldiers you raided last time. All the delicacies that always sound good to this guy.

"Damn! If it were really by now..."

What floats behind a man's brain is an ambitious figure of himself chopping up soldiers from the weak Royal Army. And a fun figure of herself sipping liquor with her companions on a pile of corpses for dishes.

That was supposed to happen again today. And yet, how could...

"─ Are we done here?

The girl is blood spread out on the ground. Slowly approaching through the whole area, making picturesque noises. There is an evil black sword coming from the bloody wet pitch-black sword.

"Ha ha, ha, please! Oh, please, miss me! No, miss it!

The man shouted up and desperately begged for his life as long as he could. The earliest escaping health is also bottomed out, and sadly the end is sitting back to bring it to the tree.

The sword you just got has already been smashed and is unlikely to serve as a weapon. The backward smell of blood was also a bit of an end to the man today.

If you look around, your people, who were forty, are nowhere. Accomplished with an unspeakable body (murmur) to be exact, it is rolling to the ground in an unbroken form.

What made it happen was a silver-haired girl like the one who embodied death. It is no exaggeration to say Reaper. For the first time in his life, the man offered prayers to the goddess Citrescia.

(Please! I won't take any more money! I won't offend a woman either! I'll stop killing people too! So please, please save us from that reaper!!

A girl's voice sounds like the sound of a bell in the ears of a man desperately praying. As if it were a melody played by Reaper.

"Mm-hmm. But you'd miss surviving just one, wouldn't you?

"That's never the case! I desperately want to live to the minute of my dead companion!!

"Eh. I don't care if you say that. Deputy Otto tells me to kill all the bandits. And... look, I'm saying I miss this person, too."

With that said, the girl pierced her neck rolling to the ground and threw it unconstitutionally. The neck draws a beautiful parabola and falls ston in front of the man.

"Hih!

That was Dennis' neck that was my best friend. Red liquid poured out of my eyes, still alive in fear.

"Hino!?

"Hey, you're crying about loneliness, aren't you? So yeah."

When the girl stands in front of the man, she slowly waves up her pitch-black sword with a sticky grin. Did you even see it in the less hallucinations of fear?

In the man's eyes, for some reason, a giant pitch-black sickle seemed to shake up--

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After entrusting the repossession report to the commander, the Olivia Squadron had moved on to the next task. The task is to protect the fort until the garrison arrives.

That said, that's just a formal story. Actually, there's nothing to do. You don't have to worry about getting attacked sooner than you killed all the bandits.

Still, if you dare, enough to bury the body of a bandit in the dirt so that the beast doesn't lean on it. Olivia, as declared, did not try to help in any way.

Olivia, who was soon to have extra time, took the recruits hunting and fish from morning to dusk. And I relaxed every day by training the recruits in between, etc.

It was a peaceful day in the past.

Now under a star full of heaven, the recruits are blooming into Olivia's story as they surround the burning fire.

"But Captain Olivia's strength is a little unusual, isn't it?"

"Oh, I thought so too. It was awesome to poke and kill a unicorn, but it's impossible to kill all forty bandits on your own."

"Sure. I'm sure no one would believe me if I told the guys at the Gallia Fortress."

Just saying I agree, all the recruits on the spot nod.

"Compared to that, we..."

"Stop it! You promised not to tell me that. It's just gonna be miserable."

The recruits drop their shoulders uniformly. As Olivia killed the bandits one after the other, all she could do was tremble and watch instead of joining them.

Besides, some of them, besides, don't have much incontinence in fear. But no one laughs at it.

Because if you make a mistake, you are aware that you were going to do the same. Too pitiful as a man.

That was the unanimous thought of all recruits.

The exploding sound of the fire echoes in the dark night as neither man nor he distorts his face and shuts his mouth. Just saying that was a signal, one recruit opened his mouth with a remorseful look.

"Oh, it was miserable. It was miserable. That's why I asked Captain Olivia to train me to fight properly this time."

"Oh, right. We just need to be able to fight now."

Gripping her fist as if another recruit had decided to be ready. Then a voice sounds anxious from yet another recruit.

"But hey, does Captain Olivia's training really help?

"Oh, I honestly thought so, too. I thought it would teach me exactly how to use swords and spears..."

"I have no idea what that training means."

Recruits with a confused look at the same time.

Olivia's training was really simple. Let them make a pair of pairs and divide them into offensive and defensive roles. The attacker even attacks with a wooden sword, and the defender even dodges with a wooden shield. Just prolong and repeat it while alternating it in a certain amount of time.

It doesn't teach you how to handle a weapon, like training for a Gallia fortress, or waving a spear or sword at a straw doll. Sounds good in action, but what I'm doing wasn't much different than the kid imitating a hero.

"But observing the opponent's movements carefully. Is that right? Can that make you stronger? No, it's not like I doubt it... you know?

Look, watch, watch. The point is in the line, the line is in the circle. I have no idea what Olivia is talking about, and the recruits have very much tilted their necks.

Seeking a slightly more understandable explanation, I was taught that it was important to watch their movements closely anyway.

"I can't say anything because I'm just getting started, but I don't know if I'm going to get an image that's going to make me stronger"

"But don't you have to believe me? If Captain Olivia... if that's what our war maiden says."

The gaze of the recruits simultaneously turns to the war maiden. The battle maiden - Olivia - was happily cheeky with a whole roast bird.

Next to it, Gile is desperate for bird feathers. Ashton was painting something hard on the whole bird grill.

"... right. We were saved by Captain Olivia. Besides, it's rude to suspect while begging for teaching."

"Oh, if we were other captains, we would definitely have died"

"Well... All right, our platoon leader. And here's to the war maiden!

"" "Cheers!!

The recruits raised their cups simultaneously with a smile on their faces.