The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

Episode 062: Carol and Myalo Previous *

The Dojo of the Knights' Academy was still noisy today.

But there are few of them, and no one around the dojo.

There is a breeze like this outside.

The reason why there was so little injury was because today is a holiday.

If it is another new dojo, there are many students who practice voluntarily even on holidays, but the dojo with two people is somewhat of an old dojo, without the benefit of using it.

Originally, few students also trained on holidays, and the dojo was rented out by two people.

The two of them were working together in the middle of the dojo.

Sweaty, they combine violently with each other, sometimes apart, and keep moving without ever resting.

"Ha!"

With a sharp hanging voice, Carol threw her opponent.

Myalo, who was thrown, was lifted while disfigured, but never slapped to the ground because it was an incomplete throw.

When both legs float and bend their knees to land.

"Yah!

Myalo, who was thrown, was still taking Carol's sleeve as he was thrown.

Fixing the balance immediately moves to take the sleeve and pull down Carol in reverse.

Decide on your joints as you stand, clamping your arms to your sides.

Carol, who had accidentally broken his body's axis with a throw, couldn't prevent it.

"Oh, shit."

Carol surrendered immediately.

What Myalo applied was a standing joint move called lateral consolidation.

The less dangerous it is while standing, but it is possible to work together to weigh and fall from a determined position, so that the entire weight falls on the joints and the arms are easily broken.

Carol surrendered early because she knew the dangers of the move.

I wasn't afraid of being weighed down and getting my arm broken.

Carol knew that Myalo would never do it, and that no one else in this college would do that to herself.

But to make that good, I knew that trying to unravel the moves while standing was more of a cowardly stand-up behavior that bound me to win than it was a battlefield conscious stand-up.

"Ha, ha... thank you"

Myalo lowered his head with a pepper.

It was a long time winner for Myalo.

"Thank you"

Carol returns the favor.

"Ugh..." Carol sweats with her sleeves. "Get some rest."

"Ha, ha... right"

Myalo answers with a breath on his shoulder.

Carol quickly lowered her hips on the spot and clasped.

The floor is between the boards, so cold that the back of your feet freezes in the winter.

But this season, it wasn't so much yet.

Myalo also lowered his back.

This one was in the front seat.

"You don't have to be so sure"

Carol said with a bitter laugh.

"No, I have to settle for this somehow..."

"Really... I hope so"

Carol doesn't like the front seat one way or the other, so the feeling that the front seat calms down better, I kind of didn't understand.

I was trying to make it easier for you, but this one seems easier.

"Nevertheless, Myalo is clever after all. I can't believe I'm going to the joint."

"I can't really eat meat... Yeah, that's the only way to do it."

Sure, Myalo was small.

Rather than not having muscles, the skeleton feels too small to be fleshy.

As a result, they are disadvantaged in all respects in terms of martial arts.

If you're small in stature, you're bound to lose in a fight like a man does, competing for power.

So I guess there's only such a tactic of warfare as sharply stabbing with a well-sharpened knife, and as a way to do that, polishing your articulation skills with your weight on it.

Carol was also smaller in stature and inferior in strength than the man, but bigger than Myalo.

Myalo is even small compared to students in correctional institutions.

I work out my body day and night and this is it, so I guess it's blood muscle.

Even in previous combinations, Myalo lost his strength to Carol and remained swept away.

"If you get some rest, why don't you do your sleeping moves this time?

Myalo is so clever that he is better at sleeping.

Let me study well. And Carol thought.

"Right. I'd like to give it a try."

"Really?"

"Yes, I can't try it because my opponent makes me look a little resistant."

I see, Carol thought.

There are plenty of sleeping moves that do to a fellow student man in practice is really resistant.

In an unpopular time, this is how I specialize with Myalo, and that's why if I followed the old days.

Instead of training with weapons, the archery of combinations is often a problem when you do it with a man.

So this is how Carol and Myalo trained when they found free time.

"Huh... it's time to stop"

Carol said as she wet her sweat.

"Ha-ha-ha... well, let's do that"

Myalo has a slightly bluer complexion.

This is always what happens to Myalo when he exercises too much.

Carol, that's not what happened.

If you are impotent when you catch a cold and even get chills, this will happen, but if you are in your usual physical condition, how much it moves, it doesn't mean that you are usually just tired, and the more you blue, the worse you feel.

If Yuri told me, Myalo didn't know enough blood to go around his body, but Carol didn't.

"Are you all right?

"It's okay. If you crouch a little... excuse me for a moment"

With that said, Myalo aligned his legs and crouched a little.

"I'm sorry, I let it come with me..."

"No, no. As much as I'd like to thank you..."

"Right."

That being said, when I saw Myalo, who was blue-coloured and crouched, my guilt really boiled down.

"I'm really helping. Besides, this is my problem."

"Myalo needs to rest. I'll wipe the floor."

"Oh, no."

Myalo tried to get up in a hurry.

"It's okay, just sit down"

Carol wouldn't let Myalo stand up, not even her shoulder.

Moving straight outside the dojo, Carol blew water from the well and moved it all the way to the bucket.

When I return with that bucket, I dip the rag, squeeze it, and wipe the sweaty floor.

This is something that anyone who uses a dojo in voluntary training is bound to do.

After classroom training, the hired person cleans the dojo, but otherwise the cleaning is not available.

If you leave it as it is, if people come later, you'll be offended by the dripping sweat, and if you leave it all day and night, you'll have a floor.

"Okay, this must be it"

Carol rinsed and squeezed the rag with a bucket and returned it to its original place.

Excuse me.

Myalo seemed sorry.

"As much as this, I don't care. Let's take a bath faster than that. I'm gonna catch a cold."

"Yes."

Myalo stood completely.

I think I'm feeling all right now.

When they left the dojo, they went into the woods.

Right around the corner, where the trees opened up.

There was a small building built there, all but the ceiling, made of stone.

It seems to the average student that it is a cabin inhabited by forest management staff or a rest room, which is not kept in mind, but is actually not.

It was a water bath and a smaller bath for women students in the Knights' Academy.

Chivalry girls can't use the bathroom for boys, so use it when cleaning themselves up in the evening.

There was no usual woman in charge of boiling the water, but I guess the fire is still dull. I saw smoke coming out of the chimney.

That means, as you asked beforehand, the water should be boiling.

When I inserted the key and turned it, the rattle and the lock opened.

Removing the lock and placing it outside, he went inside and applied a stick that served as an internal key.

I put the tablet outside because the tablet is made of iron and when you put it inside it will rust with water and air.

Inside was a one-room structure, full of hot water.

The tub, too, would be full if people put three in. size, not the size of two people stretching their legs and letting them in.

Still, for Carol and Myalo, it was now a thoughtful and important place to relax.

"Take it off."

When Carol took off her clothes all the time, she wet it with sweat and put it in a basket with her name on it.

This is also a laundry locker, and the clothes that were here are later collected and turned to laundry, delivered to the dorm and delivered to the room across the dorm mother's hand.

It was a luxurious mechanism made up of only a small number of cavalry women.

Myalo also took off his clothes and exposed himself naked.

Carol looks seriously at Myalo's body.

"Myalo's growing up, too."

Carol said, nodding yeah.

"No more... please don't"

With a reluctant bare gesture, Myalo went first.

Carol and Myalo have been dating for seven years now, but Myalo's lean body didn't grow long.

Because the food is thinner and I eat it even if I am slightly forced to, I will not lose weight, but my bones have always remained thin and my luxurious impression remains the same.

Sometimes I even worried that one day it would break like a dead tree.

But Myalo's body has changed slightly since he came here, and he's starting to build up feminine fuzziness around his hips and chest.

Don't lose weight forever. It's not a boy's body.

"Good trend."

Carol turned to the hot tub herself, all alone.

Check the heat of the water, then use the oke to cover the water from your head.

Then I went into the hot tub.

"Ugh..."

"It warms you up."

Said Myalo as he grabbed it to the water to his shoulder.

"Yeah."

It was also extremely agreeable to Carol.

It is in this season that when the body lit by exercise cools down, the sweat takes away the heat and freezes.

"If you do this, you'll be sorry for the boys"

"Right."

In the case of boys, the only time the water is boiling is at night, and they don't get it boiling when they want it all the time.

The men's baths are like a dozen or more people, so it takes a lot of work to boil them.

"But if you wear cold water from your head like they do, your body will freeze."

As the boys often do, it didn't seem like Carol could imitate wearing well water from her head, just like it was in the middle of summer, and just lightly wiping her hair to make her feel fine.

The people who do, I don't know if they are fortified or paralyzed, but even if they flash water from their heads like the ice is about to strain them, they rather go home with their tools in charge, looking like they are sweating and feeling good.

If it were Carol, the roots of her teeth would beep for a while and she wouldn't be able to move.

I'm not sure I'll get sick the next day either.

Before that, you can't be dignified and naked in the open.

"Hehe, right. I'm not going to be able to imitate it."

Imitation, or if Myalo did that, he would freeze to the heart on the spot, pass away flat and don't seem to come straight home.

I just didn't want to imagine.

"But they're not wearing cold water these days," he said.

"? What do you mean?

"Instead, they're out on a break at Banko, making water behind the dorm."

Carol glanced at him.

Break time is the time to rest, so many humans have washed their faces in between.

So if you want to get out, you can get out as much as you want, but I didn't expect you to go back to the back of the dorm and boil water for when it's over.

When it comes to water, it would be water to add to the water, not water to take a bath.

Compared to just well water, adding some water should considerably reduce the cold when bathed.

But if you find out about that, you're sure to eat a big eyeball from the instructor.

Not if it's enough to wash your face. It's not supposed to be time to go back to the dorm.

Nevertheless, I couldn't say them worse than I was being treated like this.

"But when it comes to boiling water for everyone, it will also be hard to draw water. Wouldn't you be able to come home on your own during the break?

If it was only fire, it would have been better to leave it after throwing the seed fire into the fire, but the water wax should have been a struggle.

"It seems to be fun there, Yuri, thanks to your installation of the machine in the well. It doesn't cross the well barrel, but, you know, it just moves the stick up and down, and then the basha basha well water comes out."

Myalo already tried the device. Apparently later.

I even knew how to operate it.

"What, his invention again..."

Carol had an impressive, intricate thought.

"It seems to be a trial now, but it doesn't look broken, so you'll sell it sometime. Then you'll grow up again."

Myalo said happily.

Getting bigger again would be about Yuri's side business, needless to say.

"Isn't that okay? A hobby that combines benefits..."

"Oh, Your Highness was against Yuri-kun's side work."

Myalo gave people a wicked grin.

"I'm not a child forever either. If his job is serving as a receptacle for hiring folk grass, that would be nice."

"Ugh."

Myalo laughed secretly.

"They don't even stick with low wages."

"One way or another, you can call it a slightly higher salary. Because what's terrible is really terrible."

Although the massive influx of Kirchina refugees has calmed down compared to a period, workers' wages are still in turmoil and have fallen as averages.

Carol knew she was being treated like a semi-slaved labor, with super low wages in some places.

"Ah... you've got blue bruises"

Myalo said to the lid.

"What, where?

"It's the outside of the thigh."

Carol twisted herself and looked at her legs.

Sure, I had a bigger blue bruise.

Even so, I have too many thoughts, so I can't seem to remember what caused it.

"It would be nice here."

It's something I'm used to, so I didn't even care.

Blue bruises and the like disappear without a trace if left alone.

However, I was worried about that because if I made a big blue bruise on my forehead or something, I wouldn't be able to get out of a social place for the time being.

"Ugh, it was a very colorful trick."

"What are you talking about?"

Carol stood on one knee and raised her butt. It was a colorful pose, depending on how she looked.

"You will not be left alone in the meantime."

Myalo looked around his chest cursorily and said like any other HR.

"Oh, no..."

Hide your chest.

"Can I touch you for a second?

and reach for the chest.

"No, no!

"Hehe, I'm just kidding."

"I'm leaving now, too."