The Simple-Looking Sword Saint is Nevertheless the Strongest

Says there's an easy way to be strong.

If so, what was the point of the earlier durable journey?

Both male and female students were dissatisfied with everyone. No, I was more in doubt than dissatisfied.

Why did you bother introducing me to weariness first?

Of course, it could be called prank.

But anyway, he didn't seem to have that kind of evil.

Weird way to put it, but I don't have any distrust for him.

Whether the opponent was a local, not a Japanese, or because he was a biological nobleman, he could accept it without any particular hint.

There will be no particular back table in his actions. It makes me think so, and even makes me feel ashamed of myself to doubt it.

"Well, let me change places... there's something I need to be aware of"

Having moved quite a bit from outside the Wang capital, they had been guided to the castle athletic field, where some tools were prepared.

So Claw makes a very serious face. I have no play, I know it's important.

"I will now brief you on the 'special weapon' that is being considered for operation in the Kingdom of Arkana. Let's get this straight, there's no need to know."

Everyone swallowed the saliva.

When a man with a good face, a man of good stature, turned true, the force was awesome.

"In time, I'll tell you first. Assuming you have stolen this, or have touched it without following our instructions."

Naturally, I only said very normal things.

"Kill"

It was only advice.

There was no malice against everyone in the class, but rather by good intentions.

On the other hand, the atmosphere of killing without hesitation was all over his words.

"Even if you could turn me back, someone who appeared to detect an anomaly would kill you. With those feelings, I want you to hear my explanation."

Steal out weapons that can easily kill people, no matter how you feel, or touch them on your own. I see, you can't complain if they kill you.

I'm not saying anything strange, I'm not making difficult orders.

Normally, you wouldn't have to tell me, but for once, you thought there would be idiots out there.

"Of course, I thought I'd forgive you otherwise. I'm not saying it's a secret weapon, because I see soldiers in general in the war the other day. I hope you don't blame me for saying that."

I don't want to do harm aggressively, I'm laughing.

Well, after so much effort, it's hard to think I dare to kill you.

Still, it would be natural to be nervous if you were told to kill.

"I've scared you, but if you actually look at that power, you'll know it's not an exaggeration"

Think about it, this is the first time I've actually seen you use 'magic' or 'weapons' since you came to this world.

The classmates were watching Claw's behavior, even as they tightened their minds to be free of jokes.

"This is a tool to say scroll. disposable but can use sealed magic"

Looks like a goal, a doll in armor standing on an athletic field.

After making sure no one was around it, Claw untied the string that was tying the scroll.

Then the scroll spread at once, and a giant fireball was fired, likely to swallow every human from the inside of it.

Not as much as a bullet in a boulder, but also went straight ahead at a speed comparable to that of an arrow released, landing on a doll wearing armor.

Although there did not seem to be enough temperatures to dissolve the metal armor itself, the trees and cloths that still constituted the doll itself became burning ashes.

I don't even want to think about what would happen if it was a direct hit on a human being.

Fire.

No change of philosophy whatsoever. We were all watching with amazement at how much destruction it would cause.

"You've had enough, put out the fire!

Under Claw's direction, men in light armor appear.

And he was releasing water from his palms and putting out a burning flame.

"Well, I ask you guys again. Is it cruel for anything that steals this, touches itself, to be killed?

It was a serious question.

Everyone was shaking their necks left and right, even as they lost their words.

"This tool is inherently very valuable and expensive, the manufacturing method is also treated as a state secret, and the producer is protected, as is the family line of the spellman. But nowadays mass production is made possible by Ungaikyo, which can also be given to soldiers in general"

Anyone can use it, but it's never safe.

Claw had given a polite explanation to include in the new American soldier.

"If you guys start using this, follow the instructions of your superiors and treat them strictly. The scrolling used is to either reverse the back surface and wind it down, or cut it to make it easier to understand."

Nevertheless, both girls and teachers are convinced.

The men turn not just to the grass of earth, but to the envy of all.

It is precisely a magical tool and, in a way, well known.

It's not like there's an island floating in the sky, but it actually excites me when I see tools from different worlds.

"Soldiers who have a large quantity of this scroll and use this professionally are called scroll soldiers. Of course we need to be careful with the handling of the scroll itself, but we can say that the need for training is greatly reduced"

With this tool, we can use de flashy magic ourselves.

Even if you know it's not going to be paid right away, it's going to beat faster.

"Well, not as good as scrolling right now, but let's still explain dangerous weapons too"

That's what I said and held in my hand was a very simple design spear.

Some chinese impression, spears with conical tips.

It was uncomfortable when the western knights had it.

"This is a kind of Ruyi golden hoop stick, a weapon made by a long-lived man called a treasure"

"Ruyi Awesome?!

"... no, gnoykinkobow..."

A weapon of the Monkey King's offal, very famous for its western journey.

That it was originally a monosasi to measure the depth of the sea, and a treasure that it was a weapon of immortality.

It is in an indescribably bizarre mood, as unconnected as it is connected.

"I could be small enough to make it an ear hole, but on the contrary, it's easy to lose and steal, so I dare say it's a little shorter than a regular spear."

That said, I turn my tip to the newly installed armor doll.

Naturally, the distance from that doll is very wide open and, normally, it won't arrive unless it's even a throw.

But even teachers guessed what would happen after this.

"Stretch!"

Faster than the earlier flames, the spear stretches like a meteor.

He hit a target far from Claw's arm he was stepping on, and he was still piercing.

"Shrink!"

Spear back to normal in an instant.

I see, it was the stick itself that the legend asks.

"A line of spear soldiers equipped with this would be exactly the same. I'm so exhausted from this war, I'm not kidding about another big war... because I need to be ready."

Tong, and a claw that returns the Ruyi gold hoop stick to its original location.

He was restarting his explanation again.

"This tool is also a weapon with a short training period. Maybe you'll have a chance to use it."

Well, I don't know at last.

Instruction should have been given at the behest of Festival Me and Mountain Water, but why are we giving the information that drives the students to war?

"Of course, to some extent, soldiers need strength, so they may impose training in durable walks. But it's not even that heavy of equipment. So short training is enough."

"Then I want to be it!

Grams of earth was reaching out with his eyes shining.

Finally, I was finally coming across a 'convenient development' that I could shine on the battlefield myself.

I can work hard on this myself right now, I can do it, I can raise my medal.

I believed that, and I guess I actually did.

"Well, then, when the time comes, say hello."

"... No, I'd like to be now"

"You can't do that, it doesn't matter at my discretion"

Everyone had their necks covered.

It is all the equipment that is capable of mass production and can also be given to soldiers in general.

If so, what's the problem with hiring it?

"The two military disciplines I have just described have advantages. Thanks to Ungaikyo, the equipment must be easy to fit. It doesn't depend on the qualities or the appropriateness, and the training period is shorter."

Sounds like a very great, rational soldier.

"I mean, there's no point in hiring as a standing army"

Hearing that, the boys finally had to give up.

Even Gramoxone doesn't even think about protesting the current explanation.

"... you're right. If long-term training is not necessary, there is no point in hiring as a regular soldier"

The female teacher was convinced.

The first introduction to 'well-paid soldiers' was to teach them that they must endure this much training to be hired as regular soldiers.

The next time I introduced "Soldiers Without Training," they asked me how I could easily be strong. I never explained 'Easy Soldiers on Pay'.

"As a standing army because you are a soldier who needs painful training, you hire as a regular soldier, and if not, then wartime requisition is enough..."

"You're right. If we don't need training in the first place, we usually talk about what we do."

It was that the world wasn't that sweet.

"By the way, the soldier equipped with the Ruyi golden hoop stick is called" Stick Foot Light. "

Again, move to the large room where the boys are sleeping.

Not a single one had a hopeful look before leaving this room.

"Well, how was it? Experience soldier training or see powerful weapons."

There were no men with critical eyes on Claw Bathrub.

Not that some girls are disgusted by his behavior, but they weren't willing to blame him.

I just taught him to take a long walk, teach him the difference in health, show him the useful tools and not have to make an effort.

Even now, if the boys say 'I want to be a soldier', Claw will still welcome them as soldiers.

But there is, naturally, harsh training waiting for it.

"As I suspect, I ascended to teach you the reality of the battlefield. After this experience, I have to give further lectures"

I got a hung up, lonely, worried look.

"Do you guys know what a soldier needs at a minimum? Of course, if you don't, don't know, and I'm not complaining or dissatisfied."

"Strength, is it?

The depressed grass of earth still raised its hand.

Claw denies words that would be truth to the person in question, but not truth.

"No. I was wrong at one time too... what a soldier needs' least 'is not strength"

I've never done it if I'm strong, but not if I need it at the very least.

I remember being taught that by mountain waters and festivals.

"Faithfulness to the Order."

I was on a full mission the other day in the war, I was remembering my men.

"If you do not obey the orders of your superior officer, that is not a soldier. In that sense, I hear the five trump cards were brilliantly soldiers"

Five trump cards. It was easy to guess that was about the Japanese with cheats.

"Therefore, soldiers die on the battlefield not because they are 'weak'. I went to the battlefield and did my job."

It was a line I could never give way to.

Claw was stirring his anger at what he said insulting his men.

Even though I don't know anything, even though I don't know anything, I couldn't forgive you for insulting them.

Swallow it, he speaks.

"Let's say you became soldiers and were recognized as regular soldiers. Let's say the next day the war started. In that case, naturally, I don't think you guys have enough training. But still, you think you can stay in a safe place without standing on the battlefield because you don't make enough effort and because you don't have enough strength?

To those who speak of effort, speak the brutal truth.

Speak of the harshness of reality, without the public knowing that those who glorify and consecrate their efforts and strive are the supreme ones.

"The answer is no. Soldiers have no right to choose that, it is only up to the General to make operational decisions. If you refuse, you may be executed as an enemy escape."

Reality is not like the game.

It doesn't mean that a battlefield will be built to suit your strength and you will survive if you make the right decisions.

In the first place, such an option is not in Soldiers (Players). The battlefield, judgment, and even action are decided by the superiors.

"If you make an effort, you can be strong. That's for sure, but rarely are soldiers allowed such 'luxury'. The state employs soldiers not to raise them strong. Because it's a means, not an end."

She told the students who only thought about herself, not to be sweet, because she didn't know herself.

"And the regular soldiers who belong to the Standing Army don't like to train anything else, nor do they just not know it. Even for them, the workout is harsh, and they don't think it's okay to die. If you want to be treated the same way as them, I want you to come prepared."

Mouth what the two trump cards thought they didn't deserve to say, even if they wanted to.

"No matter how harsh it was, self-training is not in the interest of others. It is only a self-investment, something that is supposed to be done by stitching in between while living on its own. Protected by someone, then no matter how hard you try, it won't lead to an appreciation for you."

Both the mountain waters and the festival shame me me because I am aware of it.

"This is how I came to the Gentiles, and you should be aware of it. The effort you guys have been thinking about 'doing' is letting someone 'do it'. that until now there is no 'free time' to make an effort, even if it has been 'done'."