Common Sense of a Warrior
My revenge.
Finish your basic training and exhale.
If you look around, the face of the National Army wiping the sweat of training just like I do.
But there's no usual smile.
For the first time in a long time, there was an atmosphere of no heart or tingling in the joint training with the Knights.
"General Gazelle. Today, thank you."
"Um. Nice to meet you."
The Knights face arrived and one of them as a representative was greeting your father.
In contrast to a flamboyant greeting, the air flowing to the knights and National Army soldiers is as tense as ever. That.
Especially, he felt a staggering gaze from the knights holding back behind the delegates.
Well...... Regardless of all the national armies I'm used to, it must be puzzling and unpleasant for them to have a girl standing alone on this spot.
Soon after the greeting, the training began.
Let's start with bareback.
Everyone is quietly waving.
I used to watch out sometimes for your father walking to sew between them through that.
Then move on to mock warfare, as usual.
In exchange, National Army soldiers vs. knights.
I was waiting to be incorporated into the National Army.
"Next! Mel and Donalty!
Waiting quietly, my name was called.
That name sounds familiar.
As I would have thought if I had seen the arena...... my defeated opponent once stood.
...... interesting.
I felt the blood rolling as to how far I could build on it and when it came time to try it out.
"Wait, General!
But Donald cried out, as he watered it.
"... what's up, Donalty"
"Why should I deal with such a child! This won't be my training."
"Do you think Mel is dissatisfied with them?"
One octave back to his father's inquiry, Donalty mumbled as if he had been pressured for a moment.
But soon, regain momentum.
"Yes. of civilians, that's also women etc... I have nothing to gain, no matter how many generals I see, from fighting those who lack strength, etc."
"... and I'm telling you. Mel, what are we gonna do?
To his words, but wonder, my heart was filled with wonder.
I can't help it, either.
Lost unnecessarily, last mock match.
For him, it wouldn't have been enough.
How many words I have exhausted, and that is an unchangeable fact.
I just said what, I can't override what he said.
"... words, etc., I thought it was unnecessary"
That means nothing more than to shut him up with strength.
To my words, your father laughed.
"And I'm telling you. Well, Donalty. If I win the fight against Mel, I'll let him fight again next time."
"... the word, make no difference"
Disgusted, he reluctantly admitted.
And he turns his gaze to me relative.
I was laughing in my eyes because of the scorn.
The sight of the knights surrounding them is similar.
In a space full of enemies who want to cry and run away, but vice versa, I can't help but have fun with it.
Though I also thought when the face of the National Army turned its fighting eyes in Madame's shop... apparently, I am starving.
Like walking on thin ice, to nervousness.
And to a fighting spirit similar to the desire to dominate, how to subdue your enemies.
Laughing, hands the sword.
But the moment I had it, the hunger went somewhere.
Rather than..., everything becomes trivial and gets out of my mind.
Various emotions and thoughts in my head were taken away, and I was just concentrating on the person I identified as the enemy in front of me.
The cleared sight and mind are only directed at battle.
From the referee, the opening words were unleashed.
Moves one step at a time...... but doesn't move any further.
Just shake your body like a leaf of a tree shaken by the wind.
Anytime, so you can deal with the other person's movements.
And the more painfully quiet it continues, the more my nerves are directed only to battle, and the deeper and deeper my very existence, such as emotion, sinks.
It was Donaty who moved first.
I judge his sword.
Front, back, left, right. Occasionally they alternate feints and wiggle, that.
Calm down and ask for a chance.
Are you insulting me, or are you from the beginning... a long time, cluttered move.
It's a quick, powerful move... no, maybe that's why they've pushed me through with it before.
While analyzing his movements in a corner of his head, he struck out into an instant offense with a gap.
Every time I lay my sword over one, one, his posture collapses.
And finally, he shook off his sword, accompanied by a sword around his neck.
"... the winner! Mel!!"
The voice of the referee called my name out loud as I was distracted, including the Knights.
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