Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

Night of January 14, 7442

Miloo, who suddenly returned, explained the reason for his return as "a reward, in a way, for being made a righteous knight". The First Knights are an honor in their own right, and they are close to the best in their place of origin when it comes to, not to mention, getting a full Knight's reign there. Because of that, the First Knights are going to be given more or less a month and a half of vacation shortly after the Knight's reign. There was no such system in the Knights of Webdos because most of the constituents were occupied by people of territorial origin. So no one in our household knew there was such a thoughtful system.

It also seems that members who have been appointed knights and become righteous knights will always be followed by their squire as escorts when acting away from the regiment. It seems that a very dishonorable incident so many decades ago, when a knight who left the regiment and acted alone was attacked and killed by numerous bandits and was thrown down with equipment with the Knights crest, led to the habit of putting on an escort, but I thought it wouldn't make sense if more groups attacked me, but I was an adult, so I kept my mouth shut. Maybe the real part is that you want to limit the psychology and the number of sides you attack by putting on escorts.

When Miloo finished explaining the reasons for the monstrous return accompanied by the escort, he finally got to the point. Yes. How could Miloo have become a righteous knight so quickly? Of course no one would think that Miloo was lying with a good look, but I told Sonia to come to the dining room after dinner under the pretext of behaving tea to her squire as well, just in case. Yeah, and I can't deny the possibility that Miloo is mistaken.

When I came back to the dining room with the horse in the stables, I was talking about this. I got three extra chairs for the two squire and me, and the dining table got really critical. At the end of the meal and recommending tea to the squire who showed up at the table to take a long journey, Hegard confirmed in a fearful and other way to take support for Miloo's story. The squire was very courteous and explained to me whether he had just affirmed all the stories or even some detail of the circumstances. By the way, since the squire showed up in the dining room, Miloo's tone had returned to what it was at the time of his appearance, making him speak so firmly and politely that he didn't think Miloo would.

All of the stories about Miloo that the squire explained to me were hard to believe, and gradually a bewildered look began to appear on everyone's face. What didn't puzzle me was about Shani sister-in-law, nephew and niece, who was shallow with Miloo. By the way, now both my nephew Zed and my niece Becky are held in both arms of Miloo. Anyway, if it's temporary because it's already pretty big, isn't it hard to hold it? It's okay.

I guess the two of my squire noticed that while talking about people (becoming one) for Miloo and their appreciation in the Knights, we started to get a puzzling look: "Was there something about it that didn't fall on you? Although I would ask Heggard," Heggard was stuck with words like "Ah, no," or "uhh, no," and wouldn't return a decent reply, so the explanation went on.

Even modestly, their Miloo rating was very high. I questioned that they were clearly older than Miloo and that one of his squire was also a senior in Miloo. Why do they not even express their feelings of jealousy towards Miloo? Not to mention subordinates. As long as they belong to the First Knights, they should have been knights originally, too. It's also a corner. Naturally, there would also be confidence and pride. That's what got me pulled out by such a pompous little country girl. Isn't it something you regret and give high praise for?

Doubt grows in me. I finished talking about my squire when I started thinking about how much to pinch my mouth. To sum up the story briefly,

· The actual performance in the entrance exam was not a jump through. However, it was confirmed that the speed of exercising witchcraft was not normal and that multiple witchcraft could be exercised, so it was passed.

Yeah, this is good. Convincing. The rest of the family snorted so far. Only my sister-in-law Shani, who I didn't know well, was a little stunned. On the contrary, the squire had a clap-out look about us.

-Starting from the lowest squire (they say fifth on the sixth floor), I didn't need enough time to be judged to be plucking one of my heads out of the other contemporaries who were former knights, and in just about a month I became fourth on the sixth floor.

I wonder if we all represent it because we don't know it well, and Furn asked me, "How long does it normally take to rise?" "It's usually about three months," the squire replied. I wonder why a promotion decision was made so quickly? On behalf of everyone's question, Charles asked, "Is there any criterion?" He replied, "Until the third place on the sixth floor, if you pass the exams held each month for those who wish, you can be promoted."

As for the promotion exam, it seems that the exam contents of the fourth challenge, which will be the first, will be a paper test that will be asked from the knight's knowledge and what he learned in seating. At this point again everyone is bewildered. Shani's sister-in-law, of course. I thought that if you were a practical technique, you would be tested by horns, paper tests, and there was no reason for Miloo to answer properly about your mind or your knowledge.

But one of my squire (troublesome, I'm going to call you by name. This guy is a squire groholetz) but he said, "Exams always come from the scope of seating. Sir Gried was also very good in the classroom. The typical contents of the texts of the classics were all sorted out in January until the fourth place. Of course, we have to be able to do it eventually, but it's hard to do it in a month. However, I guess you can actually do it. There have been several similar examples in the past," the sigh leaked from everyone.

I'm reasonably convinced so far. It seems difficult at first sight for a normal knight to memorize the contents over three months in a month, but if he was good at round memorization, he thought it would be possible enough. In the previous life, there were not many guys who could be very good at just memorizing horns and circles, but they weren't so rare. It's my personal idea, but wasn't the amount that I had to memorize in itself a great deal? Whatever this oath is, it should be overwhelmingly less to remember than the students of previous life. Miloo is young, and he'll be better at memorizing than the other squire who ate his age.

-Then before the summer, he also passed the sixth floor third place exam and was further promoted.

This seems to be the fourth best exam breaker and faster, but not so abnormal. The point is because the memorization range has only increased. It's somewhat early, but not without, and if you're smart, you don't deserve to be otherwise surprised. Being smart in oaths probably includes being highly memorized. But I don't think we're going to do that next time.

-Then in January, he passed the sixth floor second place exam. At this point, it begins to get attention from Knights officials.

Second place exams should give you practical skills. I can deduce that from previous explanations. By and large, Miloo must have never even ridden a horse. He joined the group in the middle of February and is probably fourth in the middle of March and third in June or so when it comes to pre-summer. And about July or August, you say you're second in line? Is it possible to join the group for six months or so?

Now the squire Amzel answered.

"The second place exam is a comprehensive one. Combat tests will be conducted in addition to previous exams. Opponent 20 active knights in a row for simulated battles. It is said that the wins and losses of each mock will not affect the ratings, but there is no record that we have won them all so far. For the first time in the Knights' record, Sir Gried has won them all."

Hey, what!? No, no, you're lying. I wouldn't lose with a gunsword these days either, but if I played 20 fights in a row, I'd be confident I'd start losing maybe 5-6. Maybe from the 10th or so, it's a total loss. It's not prestigious, but isn't it natural? I guess everyone else thought about something similar or stopping by like me, and I saw him with suspicious eyes.

"No, I'm not lying. Oh, aren't you all well acquainted with Sir Gried's magical skills? Lord Gried is incomparable in magic and magic. That was only confirmed again in this exam."

Oh, no way, did you use offensive magic? To a biological knight opponent? Like that unscrupulous' fireball 'thing? I'm gonna kill you. Me and my parents looked blue as if we were at war, but my brother and his wife, who had never seen much about Miloo's decent attack magic, nod. I guess my sister-in-law Shani also understood and convinced me about Miloo's excellent magic skills. But my sister-in-law, that's not a good understanding. Anyway, the words of my servant Amzel continued.

"Sir Gried shot the 'Flame Arrow Missile' into his leg for a frightened gap and let him fall, as the first few aimed and flamed the horse. If you were riding in a mock battle, you would lose as of the horse's fall. No one rode after that. Sir Gried also got off the horse when he saw his opponent not ride. Then he made the first blow with the magic of the 'Flame Arrow Missile', and with that he won with the magic of the second blow to his frightened opponent.

If it's a white soldier battle, there will be two attacks, and victory or defeat will be achieved when either clearly hit or surrendered. He distanced himself from his non-frightened opponent without waving his eyes, again hitting the magic of the 'Flame Arrow Missile' and winning. Of course, there are several knights who have good magic skills enough to use magic in the Knights as well.

It was easier if we were to deal with them. Because when the opponent uses witchcraft, Sir Gried's witchcraft hits the opponent faster than it activates. Perhaps there are no members inside the Knights who can activate magic faster than Sir Gried. So you can be sure to hit magic first against someone you can't move after you've made sure they use magic. At that point, the opponent's magic is inhibited from activation.

Afterwards we fought with the magic of 'Flame Arrow Missiles', which can be equally distanced and reliably hit. Thus more than ten knights and four horses were wounded to win. The last five are unusually each squadron leader and deputy knight and knight captain. They can all use magic. Some of them are rigid people who don't even hate playing themselves with wind magic.

But Lord Gried won with a forceful method of instantly running in and cutting through uninducted 'flame arrows' while shooting them away, instead of 'flame arrow missiles' at opponents who solidify their defensive posture by making them appear to have used the magic of 'flame arrow missiles'. Until now, the only magic of the attack has been to use the 'Flame Arrow Missile', so it was a winning way to make the point of the opponent who was treading that he could not move during the induction.

Furthermore, he used not only "Flame Arrow," but even a small "Fireball," caught in its blast range, or suddenly inflicted damage with "Flame Arrow Lower" where he came close to making it look like he didn't use magic, and stabbed a stop with "Flame Arrow Missile" where he got his distance. The opponents of wind magic also had dirt mountains out in front of them shortly after the start, reading and winning them coming in.

For the first time in a mock battle, the Deputy Knights used fire magic as well as' ice corn 'to deal damage, as well as sprinkling grains of ice to stop maintaining witchcraft the moment it blocked their sight, cutting them around to the blind spot and winning in just a few moments when the grains of ice were still scattered. The last time the Knights Commander dealt with them, I realized that they were all not letting Sir Gried do all he could.

At the moment of the start, I used ice magic on a massive scale and ice pickled the Knights Commander. I don't think the range was too broad to avoid. I think the 5m squares are probably ice pickled. If you let it go, the captain will surely choke, so the battle was decided at that moment. Sir Gried immediately watered the ice to rescue the captain of the regiment. And healed the wounded knights and horses. "

I guess the squire Amzel has been excited as she speaks for herself. The face was slightly reddish and even sweaty on her forehead. Indeed, the magic of 'Flame Arrow Missiles' uses only 7 MPs if it squeezes power. Hi Miloo looks like he fought in energy saving and there won't be 200 MPs he used against 20 people in a row. The healing magic that followed should have been fine enough. But...... No, not now.

Says the squire Groholetz after him.

"Naturally, no one can complain about the exam and it passes. Because there wasn't even a knight who had succeeded in attacking Lord Gried in any way. In other words, if there are more than one, then there are no knights in the First Knights right now who can beat Lord Gried in horns and one-on-one. After that, it was a fuss. We all knew to some extent that the magic technique was excellent, but we never thought of it as such a user.

Its skill is well suited to calling itself a magician, and even the Darthline Marquis, the head court magician of the kingdom, would surpass both his skill and his magic power, the captain said. Sure, the skill of the sword will not be yet, but Sir Gried is still young, the youngest of active knights. You should be able to train as much as you can from now on, and as I said not yet, you will come with us firmly in the training of the First Knights. He stands above the knights in line. "

Isn't that a beta compliment for letting go? It would have to be good to stand in the downwind of Miloo no matter how old you are then or how senior you are.

The squire, Amzel.

"Then again, the Marquis Darthline came to the Knights and told them that he wanted to see Sir Gried's magical skill, but the captain must have been wary of pulling out, too, so that he was categorically turned down. Thanks to this we are also given the guidance of a rare genius magician. I've never been happier."

I said and ended the explanation.

Me and Farn stared at Miloo's face as we looked at each other. Miloo, who realizes it, leans a little shy and gives up Zed and Becky. Huh? What is this?

He'll need at least a year of experience in second place to take the sixth floor first place exam. But when the year had passed, Miloo had only swords and horseback riding in practice and was exempt from mock warfare. And then they passed the interview. Of the squire, the horseback riding exams aren't very rigorous either. Because a squire can't ride a horse. Miloo never breaks down his humble attitude without ever having to luxury there, and he is liked by the Knights.

Then, the first squire on the sixth floor is told to accompany him to the actual battle. Naturally, the First Knights' squire possesses excellent strength as a knight, but it is from the First Knights' squire that they fully work as part of the First Knights. What is its elite orientation? Rumor has it that you won't let people participate in the exhibition descent except to hold a ranger.

Last year, Miloo apparently took part in two conflicts. The head of the year and the end of the year. Given the frequency of the conflict, it would mean participation in two consecutive wars. And he said it worked magically. You think they didn't call me a "black witch" or something because I'm a rubber protector? What is that, a third-rate villain? Miloo was laughing like trouble.

With that activism, he became a full-time knight in office at the end of the year at the end of the conflict, on the recommendation of the Knights Commander. And I got a vacation to decorate my hometown with brocade. It's good to know a side of Miloo that's a little longer, but we don't. We thanked our two squires for letting us explain where we were tired and decided to take the day off.

Miloo had no room, so she was supposed to sleep with me in my room. I had no choice but to give up my waterbed to Miloo, I am earthbound, but when I tried to sleep with a rubber sheet on the floor, Miloo told me to sleep with him, so I decided to sweeten it to your words. It was narrow and hard to sleep, but Miloo was impressed with Frequent (Shiki) Ri and Waterbed. Rumors have recently appeared about rubber waterbeds even in Wang Du, and they seem to have known they existed, but they never used them. I have no choice.

"My sister won't have a problem with this because she can also use water magic, and you can take this home. It's a prototype, so I'm a little less comfortable sleeping than the guy who's out there."

When I said it, he was happy and happy.

"More than that, more magic, what did you say and delude?

It's important. I have to make sure of all this.

"Huh? Oh, I said because I have a high level of magic skills. I can't use wind magic on the level, but it's all pretty high. Of course I didn't tell you about the level. But it smells like 50 levels."

It erupted unexpectedly. Big lies are a good place too. Even though he only knows how many special skill levels can be seen in the status, 50 would be a mess. More or less the special skill should be with the unique skill and the maximum level should be 9. I also have the highest level of magic, but I don't really know if 9 is MAX because it hasn't reached 9 yet. Probably with you, huh?

"Huh? Whatever that is...... do you believe that?

"I don't know? The Marquis Darthline, the court magician, has just reached the same level of magic as me. That guy, he's over 60 years old, and I don't care if he works hard ahead, he'll be dead soon anyway. You know the time ahead. Probably not."

What are you talking about? But, well, as a matter of reason, can I just say it fits? If all but the wind is at 50 levels, that would mean 200 Magic Volume (MP), and unless you've been seen using magic frequently or counted how many times you've used it, you won't be able to guess how much Magic Volume. MP or equivalent, I wish I didn't have the concept of seeing magic power as a number? No, no, no, back in the day, my mom used to almost accurately deduce the amount of magic Furn and Miloo had when she saw our training. Even if it's not a concept of numbers, it could count as many times as any magic.

"Um, but don't worry about it. You should hide your magic power. When you're fighting, nobody knows until they can use magic but still hold enough magic power, and they don't know what's going to happen. You're telling me to keep the magic from running out."

"That's right, because it's my lifeline. It's not a good idea if they're after the magic. I'm afraid of wizards and magicians because I don't know how much magic is left. I'll hide it from you at all costs."

Well, that's fine. From now on, you may find out someday, but the longer it takes to get there, the better.

"Oh, and I want you to tell me, what's the difference between a wizard and a sorcerer? The squire said magic and magic, too, right?

"Oh, I'm with you. We said the magic of the Flame Arrow Missile, right? Yeah, well, it's just called magic, which is named and consists of multiple magic. So, I was wondering if I could do about three of those sorceries, and he said he was a sorcerer, not a wizard, someone who could activate at the speed there. Al, we're magicians."

What, just a different name? That's stubborn.

"Hmm, it is. That doesn't mean there's anything there, does it? I don't care."

"Sorcerers are like the titles of people who have excelled in witchcraft, it seems that being able to be named is an honor in itself, but it sounds like a word that has become popular over the past few years. Originally used in the eastern Empire of Granan and the Kingdom of Bakurney. Actually, I don't care either."

Hmm, is that a word from a foreign country?

Well, no, it's time for bed.

"I see. Good night, Black Witch."

"Gu, stop it, no more"

"Kuronoma Jisama"

"Next time I say it, I'll blow it."

This is how much fun I have to make.

January 15, 7442.

I woke up once kicked in by a bad sleeping Miloo. I ended up sleeping on the floor after releasing all the MP in the middle of the night, so when I woke up the next morning my whole body was stiff and sore. Chiku.

Anyway, as usual, before sunrise, when I woke up at about five in the morning, it seemed Miloo woke up too. Then, when Miloo wears his clothes, he starts wearing a protector. Observing in the dark wondering what you're going to do,

"Don't freak out. You better get ready. I'll rub you gently before breakfast."

And here I am. Look at that. When I hurry to assist you too, I'll get two wooden swords and go to the auditorium a little further away from home. Hmm, look, I'm surprised. But Miloo is also slightly obnoxious. That's the look I've been doing for a long time when I thought about something back there. I don't have enough ideas, so when I tell you, I almost didn't try anything. He probably looked like that this time because he thinks he's gonna bump me.

"Well, here we go. Because I won't do it until I kill you, and I'll treat you if you get hurt."

"Damn, that's our line, I'll dye it with blood and make you a red witch."

We set up wooden swords about 10 meters from each other. It seems more sophisticated than it used to be. Is that the First Knights class? First of all, a fight. I guess I'll do it without magic, like I used to. The archery of the sword forbade magic.

....... I must have gotten pretty strong too. But Miloo outdid me. The difference has not narrowed. Heal the sloppy nosebleeds by eating elbow punches where the sword attacks. Magically heal them. Then after an elbow punch, he also exercises healing magic on his poked leg. We're the only ones who can benefit from the extra magic of making a direct attack on someone like this.

Did you lose the first battle?

"Come on, next. Now it's time to win."

"Next time there's magic. I'll make you crawl squat again."

Damn it, look. We've been hiding and magic for a long time (magic, to be exact. It's better to bury it all at once because it's magic, so honest story, I have a lot of magic power, and a high level of magic, which is definitely in my favor) I was also doing some archery while using it. That rule tells us that the distance to start with each other is about 2m, in between when the sword reaches the opponent with one thoughtful step. It's a battle about how to get a distance where you can earn just enough time to shoot the first time and use magic.

We look into each other's eyes when we put wooden swords on each other. It starts somehow. There is no signal. I was ready to take a blow. Think only of avoiding that blow without taking it to your head. Throw away one arm. I guess Miloo noticed that my eyes changed. I can also see the power in Miloo's eyes.

I jump and jump. With his left hand open and protruding forward, his right hand jumped heavily in a position where he gently bent and guarded his head with his sword while holding it. A thrust like Miloo's lightning would just come. Anyway, I open my left hand and I'm jumping from my left hand like I'm using magic.

Miloo rode my invitation. Release the sword from your right hand and stick out your right hand as well. It's "Stonebolt" magic. A short stone arrow is released from my right hand, while I get a Miloo poke in my left hand. "Stonebolt" pierced the gap between Miloo's left shoulder and the protector protecting his arms. We both distort our faces in pain. But I didn't miss Miloo's "Now I can't use magic anymore" look.

Normally, serious injuries disrupt concentration and make it difficult to use magic. But, sister, I wasn't playing either. Forced to roll through Miloo's right side while being poked through his left arm. When I get up, my left arm is healed by healing magic, and shortly after, when Miloo looks back, I try to show off my healed arm and fly the 'air cutter' from my left hand.

There was a battle. Miloo wouldn't even have known what the hell had happened. Though I did poke my brother in the left hand and ate one shot of magic, I guess I thought that my brother, who dropped his sword and was seriously injured, could only be attacked with his sword without any more magic. He was getting my 'air cutter' on his feet while the pigeon looked like he had eaten a bean cannon.

"Ha ha. Looks good. You bled out and turned into a red witch."

Spit out a dialogue that made fun of you like a bar read.

"Hey, what, what's that now... oh, you can use magic while you're running?

Well, you've made a little progress.

"No, I can't do it yet. Sometimes you can use it very rarely."

Answer Miloo somewhat proudly, who uses healing magic and is healing wounds.

"Then what the hell is that? He must have poked his left hand."

"Yeah, they poked me. But you were rolling through the side, right? If you build momentum, you can use magic without thinking about moving your body. My left hand healed with healing magic as I rolled"

Miloo seemed a little stunned to hear that.

"Huh? You recovered in such a flash? Can you do that now..."

"Hehe, I could have used attack magic then if it wasn't for recovery. I missed you on purpose. You think you won. You said your father would die if he didn't make the most of his chances. If it's true, the magic of the attack while rolling and the magic of the attack that stops you when you get up must make your sister a bright red witch."

"Hey, what!? … I'll be there next."

"Are you still quitting? With the sword, it's your sister's win, and that's enough."

Miloo answers softly.

"I won't be alarmed anymore. Let's go."

I had no choice, I picked up my own wooden sword, which was falling, and I set it up again. At the same time, I think this is not going to end until I lose, and I think about how to lose well. How much should I stutter him? I haven't had any success yet anyway, and you want to try that one? Only when Farn and I try to use magic during purely serious mock warfare. A relentless furn poke or slash flies when I show a little gap trying to use magic. Until now, it's been a mistake, but if you think about when you succeed, you can only do it to your brother.

You can lose this time, and I don't mind failing. Miloo will be stunned just by "trying to use magic during a battle with a sword". I think flat and wave my sword at the same time. Miloo took my attack with his sword to sleep. I feel like I'm in an impending situation. When I look at Miloo's face, my beautiful blue eyes are shaking into intense emotions and I look at this one. I could see my face in those eyes. I can't believe you're so calm and capable of a mock fight. I guess there's some level and gender issues too, age is four Miloos up, but only a little muscle strength I'm good at.

I can see a slight rush of emotion running into Miloo's eyes. No, I don't know, but it just felt like that. If you're in a hurry, now is the time. I only open my left hand with my hand on the sword pattern. And the magic was activated. "Air Hammer." Miloo's face distorted stunningly and at the same time a chunk of air bounced off her body, rolling nearly 10m and lying on her back, finally stopping.

Actually, I was also stunned when "Air Hammer" was activated. I didn't expect to succeed...... Is that it? Miloo's not getting up. Was it a bad hit?!? I rush over to my sister in a hurry to speak up. We just need to hang the healing magic. Miloo was laughing as he crouched beside Miloo as he fell asleep on his back.

"What are you laughing at? I was wondering if it was a bad idea to hit, and I was worried that I was going to do some healing magic and it was this. Just kidding."

"Heh, heh, heh"

Are you out of your mind? I waved in front of Miloo's face. There is a reaction.

"Hey, heal the wound if you're okay, you've got about as much as a streak, right?

"... Ugh, huh? Oh, yeah... hey, that's it."

When Miloo got up, he said, "Did you worry about me?," he said, smiling and pounding my head.

"That's right. I don't get up from falling down. What are you laughing at?

"I won again this time."

"Huh? I didn't even get one shot. By and large, you know I was able to play my sister and chase her right away, right?

"I just slapped him twice in the head. So my win."

Oh, my God. This mom.

"Well, well. Better than that, you can do that too... You could be the platoon leader of the First Knights in no time. But I'm not gonna say anything wrong, so you go for the adventurer. It's better that way."

All of a sudden, I don't know why.

I was going to do that originally, and even if you didn't tell me, I would.