The Branded Female Fencer

Jake comes back to class when he finishes lunch with Nellie on something to learn and eat. Nellie complained scatterly about having dinner with Dute Hilde at lunch, but Jake was listening to everything. Jake thinks Nellie won't know how to explain why. I wasn't sure how I became so dependent myself.

And before entering the classroom, Jake gives Nellie a shout.

"Nellie, you don't care, do you?

"What?

But Jake doesn't answer, he opens the door. There, for him, unfolded as expected. Nearly half the students in the classroom saw themselves with white eyes at the same time. Nellie took a breath of surprise at the sight, but Jake didn't pull a step or surprise, and slowly looked around at them and remembered their faces. Jake deliberately killed time while exploring the school and returned just before the next class to determine who would be his own enemy.

"(That's just what I expected... well, you're hanging out with Meesia)"

In Meesia, Lisa was probably not familiar with the reality, but Jake and the others lived alone with children, which made them even more discriminated against in slum-like districts. It was difficult to get caught up in defects, and the aristocratic children in the area were amused and dogged themselves. That's when Jake stood on the children's arrows and protected them. I don't know if Nellie is because she's a girl. I get emotional soon, and I can't stand around well. The only thing I managed to talk to was about Ruth at best. Ruth is very smart for his age. Jake is well helped, too. I also know that most of it turns my head in annoying directions.

Furthermore, Jake was well aware of human psychology. That if there is a group, we will always find the weak, and that it is humans who attack it. And because no one wants to turn to the side where they are attacked, the mind and surroundings follow the attacking side.

"(Hit the lead? No, Miriazal tells me to stop rubbing, and Alberto would say, 'If you were a knight, you wouldn't wield meaningless violence' or something... but it would be nice to give Miriazal's name first here. What am I gonna do?

Jake was thinking about it and roaring, but it was the other one watching how it went.

"What the hell, that sounds pretty funny...?

"Mr. Ruth, the next class will begin already, won't it?

Ruth was the one sneaking after Jake. Ruth is able to follow his classroom delegates behind him. The seemingly weak representative of those glasses is completely frightened and aligned to rub and squeeze his hands. He's nine, so he's two more than Ruth, but he was already treated like Ruth's kid.

"Ruth, you."

"Shut up, I don't want this one. If you want to back off, do it. Except"

"Except?"

"Don't be a fool. If I like you, I'll tease you."

"Hih, hih!?

To that one word, the weak-minded boy was surprised to jump up.

"Hey, why did you do that?"

"This Ruth is a fool for everything. Don't play me too hard, okay? Well, keep the little bits to yourself."

"Hih, hih, no!

The boy is already in tears. He comes from a poor aristocrat, but he's only pretty smart. And the magic arm was inside, but it was a bad idea to fall in love with a kid named Luna next door. According to information obtained by Ruth, a child named Luna appears to be a bloodthirsty man who becomes the royal family of some country. I don't like the idea of a different identity, but it was obvious to whoever saw it was a love affair. Anyway, even Ruth, who came to school today, finds out. It was Ruth's operation that deliberately took the back seat to do the most human observation.

So first of all, it was this poor boy who got his eyes on Ruth for trying to make the person he wanted to be. And leave such a boy trembling in the back, Ruth was thinking.

"(Hmm. But it's kind of awkward, isn't it? How often do you like this? In the meantime, how dare you? All right)"

When Ruth makes up his mind, he turns around the boy behind him. The pure boy does not know how he could have liked Luna and is frightened by fear. Once every 20 seconds in class, he sees Luna, so it's something anyone would notice.

"Okay... I'm done."

"Hey, what?

"I'll stick with you as my beard. Ha ha."

"Hi, it's okay."

Ruth's high laughter and poor boy's screams echoed in the hallway, which had already begun to spark in popularity due to the class's proximity.

Even in the afternoon class, Jake was bored, but for now, the day ended safely with nothing. And at the end of the school, he will go straight to the Knights. Delivering Nellie and Ruth to the Deep Green Palace just in case, he turns his heels and runs to the Knights in the outer perimeter.

"Sorry, I'm late!

"Oh, I hear you're going to school today. I'm listening, so get into training."

"Ha!"

When he greets the captain of the outer periphery, who is always in his care, Jake hurries to wrap his clasp around him, wears a simple armor for practice, wears his legs and face, and assembles with a wooden sword on his hips and running outside. Only 30 seconds in between. When the armor had to be put on and off in an instant, he was extensively planted with armor on and off when he first arrived.

And he's late for practice, so he rushes to start running to take it back. Although Jake's armor is made lightly for practice and for boys, it is fully equipped and 7kg is certain armor. With it on, circle 10 between the walls of the practice area. It's about 500 meters around, so it's a 5 km calculation.

On the way there is a marutai stabbed on the ground, and there is a cloth wrapped around it. Hit it five times with a wooden sword whenever there is a round tooth, and repeat the run again. It is a training to increase endurance, assuming to fight while running in action.

When it's over, I take off my armor and rest. Soon I'll be taught the basic knight sword mould. With Alberto's suggestion that you should ask the captains of the outer periphery if you want to learn the basics, Jake is teaching Arnelian knight swords.

The shield will then be used to teach you how to handle spears and bows, and Jake's workout in the outer periphery will be finished after working with the knights. Then when he finishes dinner with the knights of the outer periphery, he runs again and moves to the Deep Green Palace, this time trained by Alberto or Rafferty. When there is no hand available, Roxanne or Belliache, or sometimes Tsuko or Miriazal, act as opponents instead. This one could have just been done almost unilaterally rather than as a match anymore.

But the good thing about Jake is that he doesn't make any clues, he doesn't make any weak noises. I guess that's all I value about my promise to Lisa. Sometimes after training, I try my best to stay put and sleep on the spot. I've been living like that for a long time now, but for what it's worth, Jake was starting to cross there with the knights in the outer periphery if he was limited to wooden swords. This is a truly phenomenal event, but Jake's goals were far higher, and he never showed satisfaction or greatness.

This was Jake's every day, but from today on, studies will be added to this. You can change your mind to say to Jake, who studies while rubbing his sleepy eyes, that Miriazal serves as the teaching clerk, but, well, it was the right pretext to retrace his work.

That's how Jake's new day came to an end.

The day after that. Naturally, but my eyes were cold to see Jake in the classroom. Everyone just hasn't turned their white eyes yet, but it's nobles, rich people who discriminate against themselves. Jake makes predictions as to whether it is civilians who are not. Human beings with white eyes on themselves are solidified in the left half, the back of the classroom, with no interaction with the right half. Jake wonders if the prediction is wrong, and for now sits in the right half with Nellie.

Then the boy in the back slapped Jake on the shoulder.

"Hey, you. I didn't know you were gonna hang out with that Dute Hilde, did I?

"Who's that? That dude... somehow."

"Ha, this is a big deal. She's the daughter of a nobleman you turned down for lunch yesterday."

"Yeah, that twirling head."

"Whirl..."

The boy who spoke to Jake seemed to be void of the word, but he erupted unexpectedly, wondering if it was too funny.

"Pfft, come on... you say funny things?

"I just said it as I saw it. That dude's about to bite his tongue."

"Sure! Whoa, that's right, I'm Rascal. Nice to meet you."

"I'm Jake."

The two exchange hands.

"So, who's that twirl?

"Dute Hilde is from here the only daughter of the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of the East, the State of Listoria. Mothers are the ones who have been descended from royalty, and when it comes to Listria, it's a pretty big country in the east. If you're the only daughter there, naturally you can do whatever you want and listen to everyone around you, and don't want to be prestigious."

"Hmm."

But Jake's reply was less than he thought. For now, if Dute Hilde were noble, he would be a fallen nobleman, but a king, but Jake thinks it's all the same. If the common people get their hands on it, that's the end of consistency. No matter how bad the aristocracy may be, Jake thought responsibility could be impersonated by ordinary people.

Plus I have a promise to Miriazal, and either way, Jake swore he would never do anything to raise his hand to a girl.

And there was nothing that day. I was under the impression that if I tried Jake, I'd get a shoulder blur, but the nobles' attitude was headed in the direction of ignoring Jake. That's more convenient as Jake. Honestly, for him to reach his limits with his daily workouts and studies, he had neither the looseness nor the leeway to engage in the troublesome things of nobility and so forth.

School classes are now known little by little, and training is done without problems. I also made a friend named Rascal. Until this point, it could have been a reasonably good life.

One day.

Jake almost went back to class to pick up his stuff. There was no longer supposed to be anyone in the classroom, but there was one crying student in it. She's a big head girl, and she must have come from a common man. I remember because Rascal said, "You're a little cute, that kid". Was his name Lotte for sure?

Jake worried about whether to talk or not, but he had eyes with the kid again. The girl was surprised for a moment, but cried hard on the spot again.

"(Now if you leave it alone, the man will be obsolete (you did)...)"

Jake talks to Lotte as he writes his head off, ready that today's training will be late.

"Um... are you sure it's Lotte? What's the matter with you?"

Jake was going to talk as gently as he could, but Lotte never stopped crying. Jake worried about what was going on, but for now, he can't start talking about Lotte not stopping crying. Jake was trying to peek under the leaning lotte wondering what was going on, but his head is confused because he doesn't have this experience either. I wonder if I should stop crying for now, and I'll wipe my tears softly with my hands. Jake used to do it when the kids cried. Then Lotte looked at Jake as surprised.

"Ah..."

"Don't cry, I'll talk to you if you want. Come on. Why don't we just talk about what happened?

"Oh, I'm Jake. You know that? Well, no. Oh, yeah. I may have started talking, but I've always been cute about Lotte, and I've been talking..."

Lotte turns bright red on that one word. I don't even know how to make a girl cry easily as Jake, so for now I had more mouth count than usual about whether I should talk about something appropriately, but it was something that would be very misleading if someone else listened to it. Was Jake moving somewhat too, "with Rascal" missing?

"... So, what are you talking about?

As Jake turned into a troubled face, Lotte unexpectedly looked at his face and laughed.

"... ugh"

"Ugh, I finally laughed. I'd rather have that face."

To Jake's words, Lotte turns bright red once again. Jake said it meant "that's easier to talk to," but Lotte might not have taken it that way.

And Lotte took out the bags she was bringing to the school.

Continued