The strongest sage in the inferior position ~ The strongest in the world to the bottom [villager] ~

When I became a law enforcement officer, I was looking around the school.

Then I find something odd on the back of the school building.

Round circular foundation.

He was strangled with rope around him and stiffened.

Not when I think it's a kind of ritual altar.

It's faint, but there's traces of people's limbs.

Just standing, I smell people sweating.

Perhaps people fought on this.

The smell of sweat is a little uncomfortable, but not bad.

I remember the old war days.

Then nature and heart daunt.

As if to describe it, how long have I been moving my body?

"Who is it?

A sharp voice sounds.

I stopped and looked back.

A girl stood.

Even so, you'd be older than me.

The crest of "Dragon gallbladder (Gant)" was blooming on his right shoulder indicating that he was a second-class student.

The dark hair is bound behind me, and the thin black eyes are shooting through me sharply.

Although scarce for feminine ups and downs, the hands and feet were slurring long and the muscles well narrowed.

What particularly strikes me is what I'm wearing.

Is it some kind of traditional costume?

He wears a long dress with loose cuffs and a tie around his waist that looks like he's halfway between his trousers and his skirt.

I guess he's young but quite a martial artist.

Though I was a little obsessed, I didn't realize it existed until I spoke up.

She named her name Mayla Meeble.

She is the daughter of the diplomatic envoy of Siphon, the Eastern country, and this outfit is also a traditional costume of the country.

And the foundation on which I stand now.

This, he said, is also the militant ground for "swordsmanship," which is Siphon's swordsmanship.

By the way, both traditional costumes and martial arts are getting permission from the school.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know it was, I used it on my own."

"No.... Actually, I've had a look at your martial arts for a while now. It was a move I had never seen, but it was very beautiful and sophisticated. I fell in love with him by accident."

"That's frightening..."

Answering without difficulty, I was concerned about the weapon Mayla had.

He noticed my gaze.

Meira pulled out a siphon-derived sword called 'The Knife'.

As soon as I see that full body, I take a breath.

At first glance, I thought it was beautiful.

The same goes for rough ripples like waves, but also excellent as functional beauty.

Folded hardness.

Sticky tenacity.

The opposite reminds me of a thin and beautiful lady's hips.

Precisely beauty as a weapon and simple force.

It was a weapon that stuck those two questions together.

"You seem very interested. Shake it."

"Are you sure?

I shine my eyes like a toy given to me.

Then, Mayla suppressed her mouth and laughed pussy.

The figure is quite elegant, too.

When I receive it thank you, I will swing it quickly.

- Huh!

Not bad.

No, rather good.

Having been reincarnated seven times, I have been in possession of a variety of weapons.

Some of them include artifacts.

This' knife 'is so easy to use that it doesn't suck in one of them.

The tip of the blade is completely free of air.

Looks like he's slashing the air with air.

I was honestly impressed.

I even thought it would be nice to come to school, even if I just met this' knife '.

"By the way, what's Meira doing behind these school buildings?

It wouldn't even mean building a martial arts field and training one person.

Mayla answered my question, dyeing her cheeks a little.

"Actually, I'm looking for a buddy to pass on Siphon's 'knife technique'. I was hoping we could have an incision together here..."

"So? Did you have company?

"That's..."

Initially, Mayla's "knife technique" caught the students' interest.

He said it was particularly good for people of civilian origin.

Unlike the nobles, they had little chance of hiring a tutor to learn the art of battle, and the majority of those enrolled in school.

Mayla's instruction was free, and the students apparently arrived, mainly civilians.

But the other day.

People stopped coming at all.

Ask me why I quit, but the people from the civilian population don't answer anything.

Meira tells me that every day one of us swings barely here.

"When I heard a noise from the militant field, I thought if..."

"I'm sorry. I made you mistake."

"No...... If it's good, why don't you learn 'swordsmanship'?

Interested.

But I have a role as a magistrate.

You also have to do your own workouts.

"Even when you have free time. I'll always be here after school...... I'll be waiting."

I don't care what you expect......

Honestly, I wasn't much of a rider.

But when I opened the lid, I went through every day and learned "knife technique" from Mayla.

It's a country that makes such beautiful weapons.

I was also simply interested in the swordsmanship cultivated there.

I might have some tips to get stronger at that.

How long have I been obsessed?

"Now that's the knife extraction technique."

"I see. The“ motion ”movement in“ quiet ”? The idea that it's stopped and actually accelerating is quite interesting. Even one type of motion is very efficient. I haven't used my body yet."

"As far as I'm concerned, I just taught you one thing, 100...... no, it's more surprising that you, Russell, understand 1000. I lost confidence. Who the hell are you?

I didn't tell Mayla I was a law enforcement officer.

The Enforcement Officer is one authority within the Adventurers School.

When she finds out I'm a law enforcement officer, she might think of something extra.

If I could, I wanted to go out with Meira in a natural way.

Casa!

"Who!?" "Who!?

Listen to the noise, Mayla and I look back at the same time.

Forest spreading behind the school building.

It was one little boy who emerged from the bush.

It's slightly puffy and my back length is as good as mine.

He knocked down his jaw and pointed his unconfidential eyes at me.

"Podime......"

"You know him?

"I'm a student who was learning knife skills from me here."

Introduce me.

Podime didn't say anything about being introduced to a strange student.

I finally open my mouth after mozzling my big body to the side.

"I'm sorry, Meira."

Suddenly I come in from an apology.

Eventually I started talking to Potsuri about why he didn't show up at the militant field.

It was a few days ago.

Podime was surrounded by a certain nobleman and his surroundings.

After a single assault, he was made to promise not to approach Meira and her militant ground, he said.

Podime says other people from civilians did the same thing.

"But... Me... I'm curious. So I didn't go to the militant field, but I've been watching from here."

"You did, didn't you"

"Sorry, Meira. If I had the courage..."

"No. Podime has courage. 'Cause you told me honestly."

"Um... It's a good idea to say this. I was wondering if you could teach me how to knife again."

"Huh? But -..."

"I want to be strong. Strong enough not to yield to noble threats"

Podime sued.

Face up.

There resided a strong will in his crushed eyes.

I want to be strong......

Apparently, there are no lies or lies in that word.

"Good for you, Meira. There's a student coming back."

"Yes...... Oh, that...?"

Then there's a pounding and tears spilling out of Meira's eyes.

Teardrops spread over the martial arts in the hardened sand.

"I'm sorry. But I... I thought you hated me."

Meira is not from the kingdom of Villa Amst.

He's from a distant siphon.

For the convenience of my father's work, when I first came to the kingdom of Villa Amst, he said that cultural differences, differences in thinking created misunderstandings and that there were no humans I could call my friends.

So she blamed it all the time.

I thought I'd hurt people before I knew it again...

But that was different.

Besides, he wanted to be strong under me.

I was glad it didn't accumulate, and it was Mayla's salvation.

Finally Meira wipes her tears.

When I looked up, I was back in my usual swordsmanship town.

"Thank you, Podime. So let's get started."

"Yes, thank you"

I bowed my head and the workout resumed.

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"Okay, Podime. Teach your disciple Russell how to pull a knife."

"Huh? Is that okay, with me..."

"He looks like this, and he's good at teaching."

"Hmm...... Nice to meet you."

I took Siphon's courtesy and bowed my head.

Podime scratches his head, lighting it up.

After ascertaining the sensation of a training knife I hadn't gripped in a long time, I started commenting.

"I often make the mistake of pulling a knife out of my hand, not pulling it out. Pull it out with your hips, aware of the opening of your body. Like this -"

Podime demonstrates and shows.

Hmm...... It's quite like that.

I was slightly concerned about my tummy being tapped, but my sword muscle is sharp.

Podime is clearly less physically capable than I am.

Still, it would be simply due to surgical logic to be able to show so much sword muscle.

"Quickly, can I try?

"Fine. Because I'll watch you."

As I was told, put your right foot forward and your left foot back.

I made room for my body to open easily.

Be aware of hip extension and lean your head forward slightly.

Eventually I gently laid my hands on the pattern.

Imagine the “still” movement of a knife that fits in the sheath.

When I felt good enough, I caught the machine.

Shannnnnnnnnnnnn!!

The blade flashes.

The next moment...

Zuba and the forest trees behind the school building were rising to the sky.

"" Nah!

Meira and Podime peel their eyes off.

His eyes showed dozens of trees dancing.

For a moment, when the tree stands still in the hollow, it is pulled by gravity and falls.

Just now, on the mutilated stump, it came down with a roar.

"Oh, that...?

I lean my neck.

Is this what a knife extraction is?

"Su, su, su..."

"Wow, whoa, whoa! Wow, Russell."

Podime cheered.

"Yay, it's amazing indeed. I had no idea that just the wind pressure of the sword would cut down the tree...... And a bunch of them..."

Meira looked stunned, too.

No, wait, you guys.

Don't be delighted with innocence.

Wind pressure is out, which means I'm still pushing the air out.

That means that the surgery may not be complete right now.

The mystery of knife technique is probably to slash the sky (kuku) in the sky as well as the knife.

That's the wrong way to use it.

"Ha, sure...... Russell, you're absolutely right."

"No, knocking down trees just because of wind pressure is amazing,"

"No. I'm not convinced."

To find a way out, there's no compromise.

Let me see you.

Give me a siphon flow knife!!

I swear.

"By the way. I cut this tree...... Wouldn't that just piss me off?"

Podime looked a little blue, pointing to some of the bald woods.