"Oh, that's amazing. After all, when it comes to the final match, your domination is different."

Damn it! "Alan, who stood on the berth, threw himself at the lined-up recruits next to him, who had stumbled across.

He was a knight recruiter before himself, but he was also one of a large group of people who were close in age and began to have broken conversations in the course of the year. Let's smile bitterly while returning the affirmation to Alan's words.

Beyond the line of sight, the recruits were still settling in the center of the matchmaking area.

Although not an apprentice knight, all recruits raised under the guidance of the Commander of the Knights were fighting in an ad hoc fashion. Especially as we get entangled in the second half of the battle, the vibrancy of the battle not only increases with simple slashing.

It's not just because you're enlisted, or because the viewer has a knight who respects you. They have already been judged by the referee before the final match.

Only the winner will be confirmed unconditionally. But that doesn't mean the rest of the recruits are cut off. Those who can be seen to be worthy of the main knight after the match will also be selected as the main knight based on the judgment of the referee and subsequent selection.

If you show a vibrant circle like this now, it can be a factor in being selected as the main knight even if it doesn't go to the final match. Unlike the first battle, when the chances of being selected as an enlisted soldier are thin, the more you advance, the more likely you are to become a Knight in your team, and the more powerful you are, the better it will be to reveal the skills you have cultivated as a recruit.

When he finished his game, his friend shrugged his shoulders at Alan, who became obsessed with his rivals' games with his eyes shining, and threw a disgusting "I'm so sulky."

"You're the one who won the final match, right?" In any case, you should go and watch the [elite] game from here. "

Ahh, but it's over now, isn't it?

Assuming it's the closest distance from here. Squirting, Alan also understands who his friend is referring to.

A young man who is just like us, but with enough strength. Alan had heard rumors about him over and over again in the past year that he was a good man with no complaints about his grades. A good knight apprentice, no one knows about the recruits. It was not from the aristocrats themselves that I learned that he was from the aristocracy, but from the rumors that came around.

Originally, the only reason why the word used to describe the "Knight Regiment", who was originally from the nobility, was hanging from the body of the recruits.

The final match took place. Unlike during the first war, the final match was narrowed down to only four venues. Only four of the nearby recruits were invited to the final match.

Alan finished early in the game, depending on the number of players and the time spent in the match, but the time to enter the final match varies depending on the length of the match, as in the current match. And Alan thinks he's almost at the end of the final match with what he calls the recruit's only elite.

Of course, his game doesn't bother me. The game I'm currently watching is simply close to my match venue, but I honestly don't think I can see much of that elite game. Because he was famous for his short victory last year.

I stopped by the emergency room again today, but his game was really fast. Although it was still the first battle, I was not interested in the battle technique of steadily winning with a cool face. I would be quite excited if I thought that I might be hit one day, but it was different from this. Then I wanted to stay here and show off my brilliant fighting skills.

However, in awe of Alan's recklessness, a friend pushed his shoulder away. Alan rushes to think that he hasn't confirmed the winning candidate's match yet, saying, "Running is good, because it's fast." I fell into regret this year, but I really wanted Alan to win at least.

At the suggestion of a friend, Alan also thought out his voice "er". I am slightly aware that there are areas where I am optimistic again.

It was only from the second World War that I came with a sense of crisis and nervousness that I could lose without paying attention. However, I suspected that the game after the second round was a success. When it came to swordfighting, I struggled several times, but as in the first battle, my chances of winning increased dramatically if I pulled into a meat battle. I used to feel like I was in the way when I used to fight with a sword, but now I have a certain amount of movement while holding a sword.

Best of all, Alan thought it might have been lucky that the opponent was too strong.

At that time, I thought that I would be seriously killed, and after that, I was still angry and I had a fight with eight people, but compared to Harrison, all the other opponents were conscientious and decent. No matter what kind of ambush I had, I didn't have to worry about all my opponents, and I could still win.

And now that we've finally won the final match, the feeling of being able to do something about it has grown tremendously.

I'm sorry to have to defeat you with my sword, but I'd still like to start from scratch, but if I go to the final venue after that, I'm more likely to go up to the main team. I don't think winning against that elite is going to be easy, but in the meantime, I might be able to show that I can fight with a meatball and a sword.

However, at the same time, I know that no one but the winner is promised to go to the main team.

In the past, only the winner could enlist, or the runner-up could not enlist, but multiple people were selected to enlist in the lower ranks. Alan himself was painfully aware that no matter how well he performed, he would not be recognized as a knight. As a knight, I was not selected as a main unit unless I showed my sword fighting skills.

With that in mind, I thought it might be a good idea to double-check that elite swordsmanship. If you know the rumors in his past entrance exams, you will definitely set an example.

No!! Run!! My friend slapped me on the back and finally sent Alan off to another venue.

Originally, I was confident in my legs and my strength, but running before the final match will not affect me after this.

With the sun already down and the torches and lamps in the practice area illuminated in various places, Alan, who was rushing at a slight linear distance, dexterously passes the dark back road where he could not even see his feet. Not only had he lived on the practice ground as a new recruit for a year, but Alan had already had the layout drawings in his head after his autonomous training from midnight and before dawn. Despite massive gatherings of recruits and knights walking through the practice range, Alan is no match for anyone sewing through the backs and gaps of buildings. Not only did it lead to a simple linear distance, but it also led to a reduction in the amount of time that it didn't hit the crowd.

"... nh?"

Alan suddenly stopped.

Alan was jumping all the way through the back of the building, but now he's back on the road to see what passed his sight.

I don't know if it's my fault, but if I sneak a peek out of my head, it's still the case. Between the building and the building, a familiar recruit sits down in the shadows of a narrow space. Alan had been on the same road many times before, but it was the first time he had ever seen a man sitting on his back in such a place.

Besides, I was on my way to watch the game [elite].

... the match is over.

Alan peeked while hiding as he deliberated appropriately.

If you have time until the final match, you may have a break or unity of mind, but the place is halfway away from the venue. Because it is a time-sensitive game, it is basic to refrain from being around before the order of being afraid of being late. It's hard to think that even though every venue is finishing the final match, it's settling down in this place. Then, as I predicted, his venue is either finished with the final showdown or he is defeated.

When it came to a place where no one could see it, Alan could not have been defeated and cried, but the idea changed quickly. Behind the shadows, he is lying on his face, but he is not struck. Ningli with a steep expression

The right leg was fixed.

It was clear what kind of situation he was in, with his teeth tied and his forehead dripping from his face to his neck so damp that he dropped a large grain of sweat on the ground.

Armor removed from one leg is hung, and the peeled-out leg is firmly fixed from the ankle to the knee. I've wrapped my bandages in multiple layers.

The treatment was accurate enough to serve as an example to Alan's eyes, but it was a winding method that was strong enough to stop the blood flow even from a distance. Moreover, judging by the look on his face, even if he did the perfect first aid, the pain was not relieved.

"...... I think we should go to the first aid ward now."

Alan could hear the sound of a sigh.

The recruits, who suddenly opened their eyes to the limit, looked back at the wind.

Until just now, I was unconscious about my leg fixation and severe pain, and I didn't realize that I was being watched. Even though I chose a place without a corner figure and hid myself, I was witness to the most unwanted scene.

I thought of an excuse in an instant, but it was impossible. At least when I hid here, I was able to make excuses and deception before and after wearing a bandage, but I have definitely been witnessed fixing my feet with a bandage. After a few beats, Alan was sure to recall not only his voice, but also his words.

Alan walks up to his blinking rigid recruits. I think I saw the bad part myself while scratching the brown blonde's head. But in any case, his behavior was strange.

I was wondering if you were already at the end of the final showdown. The voice of lightly asking lurks for a moment, and then continues.

"There will be time until the final game. Get a special ability to treat injuries in the first aid wing. If you want, call the men of the Seventh Squad."

Please don't tell anyone.

The only screaming voice that was hiding was the colour.

Although he didn't make a rough noise to avoid being noticed by his surroundings, he was throat-stretched if he didn't even have a problem with the place.

A bandaged leg of Alan walks up to me, and the recruits run to the ground without worrying about it. Just one step, just a little step into the toe, and the pain resounded all the way to the foot, but now it was not a case of shaking my face. After being seen in the worst, it was a top priority to deal with it.

Alan's expression is embarrassing to the recruits who grab his shoulders and keep him from leaving. I only knew him for a year, but it was still the first time I had seen him in such a desperate shape.

From the time he joined the team, he was a man who was always calm and calm, with a cool face and excellent grades.

Column Bordeaux.

Fourteen of the youngest recruits joined the Knights, and since then, no recruits have known him until they were young, always performing well.

Alan's chances of winning were outweighed by his bare hands, but all else kept the column at the top. Although it is a "Recruit", there is a wide range of age groups. In addition to teenage knights, some recruits are in their twenties or thirties, and some are older than the current Knight Commander. The years of experience are the same.

The column that kept rising in just ten years was a knight apprentice who saw it as a matter of time before anyone went to the main unit.

On top of that, the countess. However, the reason he is called "Elite" among recruits is not simply because he is from an aristocrat.

Alan, did you go to the final match?

Well… for the time being, I was just lucky I didn't hit you.

"Then you can relentlessly aim for this leg when you oppose me." So don't tell anyone about this. I can't afford to be defeated. "

Even if you are conscious of the calming tone, you can understand that Alan is injured as well.

If you go to the emergency ward, you can have professional first aid and treatment by a doctor, and depending on the condition of the wound, the pain and swelling can be immediately relieved by the person with special abilities. Although Alan does not know the extent of the column injuries, he thinks that he will certainly have judged him to be a good and accurate defeat in the first aid exercise.

In other words, if you show it to the doctor in the first aid ward, you won't have to go to the final game to be considered unable to fight and be defeated. That's why it was necessary to reinforce it without anyone seeing it in the shadows.

Alan glanced at his feet at the column that grabbed him without trying to wipe off the oozing sweat. I was standing up for a while, but I could still see the center of gravity being placed on my left foot.

Asked in a flat voice whether he had been hit in the last match, he returned the column on the client's side honestly.

I was able to win the final match, but I was targeted for the moment of landing before that. I turned my body and played with my sword, but before I landed, I tried to fight back as hard as I could, so I failed to land at the end, and I fell over.

Gokiri found that the sensation of echoing to the bone at the same time as the shock was not immediately twisted. Furthermore, I understood that if I was not noticed, I would be judged as unable to enter on the spot, and I continued to walk without sheltering my right foot until I left. I knew that if I took a little shelter, I would not be noticed by the referee who was the main knight. I knew it would make the wound worse.

The recruits, Column, were able to go to get their personal effects bandaged, but they could not settle down there and do first aid because it was a shared room between recruits that was not a private room.

"There are only two battles left...... Two victories left to become a knight."

"No, no, no... stop it." Two more times? You lick too much to win without using your dominant legs against the boulders. That doesn't make sense if the Knight's life is cut off. "

Alan shakes his head violently to the side as Column's desperate enthusiasm strikes him.

Only four people left in the final showdown, including myself and Column. In other words, you have to win twice. He could not run without being satisfied, and his special abilities were sealed off. Moreover, he was the strongest of the recruits. No matter how good you are, there is no way you can win.

Alan himself had a strong desire to be a knight. That's why I know why you want to go to the finals, even if the column is chaotic. However, it was impossible to do so, and even if I left a sequelae in my leg, the knight's life would be destroyed on the spot even if I tried to become the main unit.

I think it's bad here, but when Alan thinks he should report it to the Knight Corps, he still feels resented.

"It's the same... I've only got this year left..."

I couldn't hide, and this time, Column made her voice echo.

Alan's hand grabbed his shoulder and was unconsciously misled. [Strength] With his special ability, his shoulder blades could easily be smashed if he was serious. However, Alan quickly realized that this shoulder pain was not a threat from the column, but was just emotional.

After release, I ate and tied my teeth, and the rough breath overflowing from the gap touched my skin.

"Only this year," Alan said. The eyes of the red tea on the tip of my nose are much sharper than before.

More than a minute of silence flowed. Alan waits for the column to speak further, and reigns with the column that speaks more while regretting that he has spoken. Without turning a blind eye to each other, it was Alan who broke the equilibrium.

What do you mean? And the column once gnawed its teeth at the fruitless question mark. I don't want to tell my opponent, Alan, that it doesn't matter. But I don't think I have the right to refuse to tell you why I can't. Either way, Alan thought it was over, and he gave up.

Slowly loosen the hand that grabs Alan's shoulder and open his mouth with a minimal voice.

"My house is a count's house, but it's not a knight's house. That is why my parents are not positive about me becoming a knight....... Without my brother, I wouldn't even have achieved my goal."

As he twitched, Alan's eyebrows moved.

Without forgetting the blinks, you will hear a minimal and low voice. Alan had never known that he had an older brother in Karam. However, the bitter voice is not meant to attract jokes or sympathy from oneself.

Even the recruits sound good when it comes to the nobility's origins. However, not all aristocrats want their children to be knights. The Knights had a prestigious authority and position in the country, but the fields were different from the aristocrats. Just as knights have the pride and chivalry of knights, so do nobles have the pride and tradition of nobility.

That's why the strict parents offered two conditions if they were to be knights.

"Both the enlisted and the enlisted seats (...) Outside (...), (...) recognize (...), (...) Yes (...). Even if you are an adult, you will give up if you do not become a knight." That is the condition imposed on parents. "

It is only good for children to play on the road. It was unacceptable to be ashamed of your half-hearted grades after the arrival of the Count's family to the Knights of the Kingdom.

Originally, it was the greatest concession and challenge for parents who wanted to raise a column as an aide to their elder brother who supported the Count family, regardless of the knight.

The age of majority for men in the Kingdom of Freesia is seventeen. This year is the last opportunity for the column that has just turned seventeen this year.

The age limit for joining the Knights League was 14 years, and it was only three years before he became a Knight of the Regiment, and it was difficult even for the Knight's family such as the Chairman. The difficulty was obvious to Alan, who had once fallen on the entrance examination.

And at the same time understand. Two years ago, he joined the Chief Regiment.

You [refused] to join the main force.

I wasn't the chief.

At that time, it was a well-known story of the Knights that the column that advanced to the finals in the main entrance examination and achieved brilliant results despite being the second youngest, and was later elected as the main knight....... At the same time, I requested to [decline] to be the Commander of the Knights.

Rather, his refusal disturbed the entire Knights.

The recruits were only trying day and night to become the main knight. It's impossible to refuse it while being honored with the honor of being elected as the main knight. It was an unprecedented affront to the knights.

At that time, of course, there were also recruits and Knights of the Army who asked why they were going to Column.

I don't want to repeat Column's rudeness of not answering questions from his superior, the Knight Corps. And I don't want to make excuses because of my parents or my home.

The consistent and factual answer was, “You can't enlist unless you're the chief.”

This is why the name "Elite" and the column are spoken of by the recruits, which are called "Knights of the Main Corps" originally from the nobility.

It's not particularly disgusting or ironic. However, while it was possible that the strength of the recruits was jumping through, the column that made it clear that "other than the chief, I can't see it" was the perception that the consciousness of the literally chosen person was high.

Not only are they from the nobility, but they are also strong. However, there was no arrogance. If you talked about it, your words and deeds were also examples of knights. Recruits are as hard as they are on the main knight, but you can see the height of consciousness, too. Naturally, I was chosen as the main knight. For that reason, the column that chose the recruits for another year was [elite] in the surrounding eyes.

"Of course, it's not what you care about." Everyone has a situation. Don't take into account my own convenience. "

Alan's eyes had a hard impression of the recruits, but now I know that wasn't the only reason.

If you keep quiet about the injury, I don't want anything else. One of the tactics was to pinpoint the opponent's weakness. There is no room for sympathy if you are targeted because you have not declared your injury. I won't let you get away with it, so come on. [M] He said that the chief seat should be a praise for everyone. Yes, the column that told me in an orderly manner was not attached to the chief for the reason that the surrounding people thought.

"However, I have a duty as a Bordeaux family." I just don't want to go against the house after I've benefited from it. ”

As well as being a noble tutor and a defensive martial arts teacher, I was also given an excellent sword and martial arts teacher who was a former knight. I did not feel anxious about life, and as a matter of course, I was provided with a rich life from my childhood. Without even studying to inherit the count's family, children of the same generation were given time to train their bodies, swords, and skills. I have never had any problems with training equipment or sacrificed my time to earn money. In a safe territory and mansion, thanks to the help of a good brother, he receives no interference from his parents, but rather financial support from his parents as a result. Fourteen years ago, Column understood more than anyone else that he could have been in a more privileged environment.

Even though I was able to achieve excellent results among the youngest recruits and recruits, I think I was only in an environment where I could be given that much time and effort, not just talent.

In fact, even though I was at the top, there were senior recruits who performed better than me. Barefoot fighting skills and physical strength are often lost to the same generation of recruits. Last year's enlistment test was also defeated by knights from the Knights' House for generations in the final. And this year, although it is a family of the same nobility, I was injured in a struggle with a new recruit who promoted me to become a knight in all respects, but my right leg was injured as a result.

Column also understands how demanding it is for his parents to offer. But I think it's still necessary to reward everything I've been given until I'm this old.

I don't mean to be as dusty as my parents say. I really wanted to be a knight, and I wanted an environment that pointed to the main knight at least a little bit, so I didn't live in the Mansion after joining the team, I kept sleeping in the joint room of the recruits, and I didn't have time to train on my own.

“So please, it's a once-in-a-lifetime request. Please keep this quiet until the finals are over. That's all I want from you."

Column, who repeatedly begged for the same favor, lowered his hands.

Release from Alan's shoulders, lay next to his body, and bow his head deep enough to see the curls. It was just that it hurt my right leg dullly, but I didn't make any facial expressions and endured it with my back teeth. Instead of sympathy, I complained just in good faith.

“All right,” Alan muttered in a thoughtful voice. Still, she claps her hands on the shoulders of the column that keeps her head down, showing her curls and her back.

There are no more final games for the column, and there's nothing more we can do about it.

I'll see you in the game.

With that, Alan left the scene with a fluttering wave on his back.

I don't run like I'm going, and at a gentle pace, I'm headed to find out if there's still a venue in the game. Alan was inspired to celebrate the finals when he met several friends of the recruits, but before any of his close friends and himself witnessed the column,

I finished without any mood or emotion.