Trinitas Mundus

Ray thought he could relax until the Fifth Squad returned, but on July 5th, the day after his return, from Hamish, his plan collapsed from the ground up in one word: "We're going to start specializing in examples".

"That was just fine. Now we're two at a time. I can work him out plenty."

Hamish's face, laughing happily, makes Ray look like a beast tongue lick.

Coincidentally, in this case, Ray and Stella preceded each other, so they split into Ray, Stella and Ashley and Hull groups.

For this reason, Hamish was sincerely pleased to be able to concentrate and “train”.

Hamish teamed up with Ray and Alberic with Stella, and hell began named "Training”.

Hamish, mercifully and relentlessly, strikes down Ray.

Ray had lost his mind many times and was about to cry about this hellish “treatment” going on, spitting blood on the ground.

(Sure this is tough. THIS IS THREE DAYS...... THEN I thanked Hal but now I don't feel that way......)

Alberic keeps smiling, dealing with Stella.

Stella harnesses speed and desperately tries to outperform the attack, but due to a nearly thirty level difference and a dozen times more experience, she can't keep up with his sword moves and speed at all.

"Stella's moves are too much for nothing. If it's just speed, it's better than me. We need to move more efficiently."

Only the tone is gentle, but his wooden sword relentlessly strikes Stella's right foot, and she falls from her face to relax.

Stella quickly rises up with her sword on her cane as she is littered with sand.

(Again, this guy is strong. Few of the "inside” leaders have been so strong... but if this guy can steal any of his moves, this much pain is nothing...)

Unlike Ray, he confronts training positively, but in less than half a day the limits come.

I try to stand up with my sword as my wand, but I don't listen to my arms or feet because of fatigue and pain.

(What's going on with this guy's health? I've already punched in over a hundred copies no matter how much I say there's no waste in the move... I don't care about that. This is what I invited, I need to get up at all costs......)

Alberic was impressed with Stella, who had risen many times.

(You know very well that Luke's slave squad is strong. If such a gutsy opponent strikes, a normal soldier will escape... now that I've gained experience, I can't win...)

Though I think so, I kneel over and over again, pulling up Stella with one hand who can't stand up and pushing her up.

"That just gets in your way, Ray. Yes, Stella is useless to you now, Ray. If Ash is at the avant-garde, he'll earn about as much time to hit the magic. Or, Ray, give up on you?

"I can still do it... protect Master Ray... I won't give up..."

The focus of my eyes is strange somewhere, but I slowly lay down my swords in both hands.

(At this point, I think I'll be more likely to come tomorrow. Long time no see, this feeling. Since I picked up Gareth - captain of the most squad - ten years ago?

Unilateral mock warfare continues, even between Ray and Hamish.

Hamish had shown that explosive movement many times, and each time Ray had been shown a difference in force.

While Ray was beaten and blown away, he was thinking about the secrets of Hamish's movements.

(I feel like that move is beyond my physical limits. Besides, the power of the Spirit of the Wind seems to be pouring in, so it may be magical. magic to use unconsciously...... can there be such a thing......)

He tries several times to see if he can use it himself, but it doesn't make an explosive move like Hamish.

"Seems like you've been trying to do something since just now, but what you're missing is the foundation. Hit me once with your little moves before you do! Call me as fast as you can!

That's what Hamish tells me, and as he wakes up ha-ha, he realizes his arrogance.

(That's true. I've been relying too much on magic lately. With magic, I could even beat this hero, maybe that's how I was starting to think. The study of Mr. Hamish's movements is fine first. Few opportunities to learn from the best users now. I don't have to waste it...)

Ray stopped using his magic, put his spear low, and burst into the mighty enemy in front of him.

Around 3 p.m. on July 7, Ashley and Hull finished escorting the mercenary corps and returned to Mercenary Corps headquarters. And while I'm worn out, I find Ray and Stella being treated by the Hamish.

He was talking to Ashley, whispering like Hal had plundered.

"It's already started, isn't it? Is that who we are tomorrow, Mr. Ashley?"

"Oh, yeah. I thought it was something we'd take together... Hal, be prepared. This is not a joke, I mean it"

Usually cheerful Hull also seriously dropped and, like livestock to be taken to the slaughterhouse, walked in a stubborn fashion, headed to his room.

Ashley, who is left, realizes that Stella's movements are better than they were a few days ago.

(There is no more waste in the movement. It's not an unusual move so far, it's closer to an authentic sword, yes, Brother Al's sword muscle... you don't use a good throwing sword, you can attack Brother Al... more and more, you've been made a difference)

Two hours later, Ray and Stella successfully completed three days of treatment.

Ray's level didn't rise, but Stella's level was up to forty-four.

(Stella goes up, I don't... that's all, you mean Stella worked harder? Nevertheless, the first month has seen a rise in dong levels, but not at all these days. Well, we're talking about Ash, and he says we're going up one in six months, so maybe we don't have a choice...)

Thinking about leveling up, Ashley called out waiting to finish her training.

"You had already started. Is your body okay?

"Oh, welcome home. I'm still alive."

The fact that I haven't seen you in a long time makes me laugh naturally.

"I thought you had a little arm up, but the level hasn't changed at all. How could it be what? Stella's up."

"Has Stella gone up to forty-four... right..."

My intuition was right and I wasn't so surprised, but she was a little discouraged by the fact.

"Stella has defeated quite a few enemies in action as well. In exchange, you defeated the enemy because there was a lot of magic. I guess there's been a difference in that experience."

"... well. Sure. Fine. I've had plenty of help in the last three days. If you're done, I can tell you it was a good experience. I hope it's over."

Hal, who was back from the room, reacts to that word.

"Please don't say that. Me and Mr. Ashley are starting tomorrow."

"It's okay. Tomorrow, I'll be your healer. [M] Don't worry, they'll beat you up."

Standing up flirtatious, tapping lightly, but not listening to your body. And then his legs snapped and he fell toward Ashley.

The shaped ray held by her,

"Thanks. I'm not kidding, I can't stand on my ankles...... sorry, can you take me to my room?

Ashley gives a face that she has no choice, but the look on her face was loose when she touched her lover, who met her for five days.

Ray and Stella couldn't go to the mercenary guild because they were worn out.

The next day, Ray, who woke up trying to pull his painful body together, turned to the mercenary guild with Stella.

The receptionist smiled and replied, "I am listening," when he rang in a terrible voice at the receptionist saying, "I am from the Mercenary Corps of Markat who couldn't come yesterday.

(Good. Looks like he went through with it for once)

The two give the orb to the receptionist and wait for the request to be completed.

"Dear Ray Arklight, Thank you for completing the request. Six hundred C (krona) for the reward - five hundred C for the reward of the fifth grade plus one hundred C for the healer -. 40C for two demon dogs defeated during escort and auga...... eh? It will total two thousand two hundred eighty C for sixteen people…, plus forty C for two little demons" imps ". Sixteen augs...... is that true?

The receptionist inadvertently questioned an unlikely number of crusades.

Ray laughs bitterly and says, "I was just lucky," he retains.

The receptionist remembers that she was not convinced, but was not otherwise allowed to pry, and proceeds with Stella's procedure.

"Dear Stella. Thank you for completing your first"... "request. The reward will total two hundred and seventy C for one hundred and fifty C and one Demon Dog and one hundred C for one Auga. What? I'm sorry. Master Stella has been promoted to the fifth grade. Congratulations."

The receptionist showed the Rays the second out-of-the-box look today that too young Stella was in the same fifth grade as the veteran.

Ray whispers to Stella, "Congratulations," and she gets an orb and a reward in embarrassment.

He was thinking about the huge rewards he had received.

(Over 2,000 yen in a month, 2 million yen... I've thought about it before, but luck makes me so much money... is that it? There's no special reward for the Demon Crusade, is there?

When Ray realized that and asked,

"Special rewards are paid in bulk by the Knights to the Mercenary Corps of Markat. I think it'll probably take a few more days."

He is convinced and nods with a smile at the receptionist.

(Well, about 30C doesn't really matter. Anytime... 30C, 30,000 yen? If you were in Japan, you'd never be able to say that line...)

He left the mercenary guild with Stella and returned to headquarters.

By the time Ray and Stella returned to HQ, Ashley and Hull's "treatment” had already begun.

Hamish received frequent calls from the Knights and mercenary guilds, and Ashley's special training was interrupted several times, but Alberic never fell out of Hull's treatment.

Hal had suffered three fractures on his first day, and so much other pain that he needed healing magic. Each time I was being treated by Ray.

I had zeroed my sobs many times, but after the second day I kept getting up, even though I was worn out, and I managed to get through the special training.

The fellow mercenaries who saw him were reviewing him.

And at the end of the treatment, Ashley and Hal were each up one level.

That night, a consolation meeting between Ashley and Hull took place.

Hal, tired at the heels, had no usual cheerfulness and was sinking into the table with a jock full of ale.

"I didn't think you'd make it this far. I've honestly reviewed it. I hope this peels me off."

He was talking to Ashley as she watched Valeria ram up and sleep Hull.

And to Ashley, too.

"How's Ash? Compared to old times."

"Oh, I've had my father's special training many times, but this time, it was never as good as it was for me. One way to hold your heart. I've been told many times, but for the first time I've ever felt it..."

"Right. You used to have too much strength in your shoulders. But it sounds like you've been trying pretty hard not to let Stella leave you?

"Oh, that's... no, you're right. I definitely saw Stella and thought she couldn't beat it"

"Is that a sword story? Or Ray, your story?

Valeria peeks into Ashley's face with a person's bad grin.

"Hey, what are you talking about, Sister Val! Also, of course, keh, it's decided about the sword!

Ashley, in a hurry, denies it with a bright red face, but Valeria stared at Stella and Ray, laughing all the time, leaving the scene.