Common Sense of a Warrior

"Oh, you're early."

"Good morning, Mr. Kreutz"

It was Mr. Kreutz who spoke to me.

He's a good caretaker, and he cares about something.

With your father's right arm, strong.

He's a good looking, slightly tough face, but he's easy and gentle.

"Mmm, good eye. You looked pretty awful yesterday, but for this matter, you're gonna be okay today."

"... sorry for your concern"

"It's just that I worried about you on my own. I don't care."

Pompom, and he strokes my head.

The trick was very natural and the big hand felt very warm.

Then it was gone, and basic training began.

Basic training is simply about relaxing your body as a prep exercise or moving to improve your health.

The knights are basically non-participating in this movement, so few are gathered together.

When I was first told what the training was about, I couldn't do it at all, even though it was the same.

Still, I can eat it and do it as normal now.

More than yesterday, today.

More than today, tomorrow.

One by one, I've worn it.

One by one, I've been able to do what I couldn't.

That means it was never in vain until now.

... How positively conceivable thanks to that boy named Louis we must have met yesterday.

At the end of basic training, the simulation began as it were.

The knights will join us from here, but we don't see Donaty today.

... Well, good. Sooner or later, you'll see him here.

By then, I'll just have to grow up.

More now than ever.

I laughed bitterly as I thought about that, realizing my heart was leaping.

... How far can I grow to put that man on the ground?

... Ahead, how strong am I?

The more I think about it, the more my heart jumps.

With all that fun, I climbed into the arena because they called me by my name.

From there, the simulation begins.

My body, it's light.

Thoughts are very clear.

Do what you think, your body moves.

That's like one day during a burglary noise.

"Winner, Mel!

When I realized, the voice of the referee was ringing.

It ended sooner than I thought, and while I felt a little short, I got off the arena with my sword in it.

"Hey, lady."

As I walked wiping my sweat, Mr. Kreutz spoke to me as I walked by.

"... today, that was amazing"

"Thank you. I'm glad you said that to Mr. Kreutz."

I smiled and thanked him.

However, Mr. Kreutz looks harsh with a wrinkle between his eyebrows.

The temperature difference between me and him was amazing, and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Come on.... I thought it was okay to look at your face, but your sword muscles were crossed today. No, that was more of a crossover..."

While I'm saying that, Mr. Kreutz's expression gradually becomes seriously harsh. That.

"... hey, lady. Can I ask you one thing? It might be hard for you to answer, miss."

"There are things you can answer and things you can't"

"How did the lady take the sword?

"... I, I never stole Mr. Kreutz's sword?

"It's not that 'taken'! How did you decide to learn the sword?

Why do you ask me that?

Although such a question has arisen, it is not a particularly difficult question to answer.

"... because they killed my mother"

So I answered the facts pale.

For some reason, Mr. Kreutz had a surprised look on his face when he just answered because he was asked.

"Did you say something strange?

"No..."

For a moment, there was time as if I were stuck in words.

"I wanted to ask you how a little girl like the lady took her sword.... bad."

"There's no need for Mr. Kreutz to feel responsible."

I dare speak in a light tone.

"No, it doesn't. He said he couldn't protect the people of the country. Even if the lady says so, I can't forgive myself.... even if you know that defending yourself against everything is a real problem, you can't.... I'm sorry, I stopped."

I just heard your father assemble. Apparently, the mock fight has ended all the way.

"No."

And me and Mr. Kreutz turned to your father.