186. The lies are white.
After Encred left, Rem, no, everyone, including Rem, worked diligently for the first time in a long time.
Instead of harassing passing soldiers, Rem increased the time he spent swinging the ax alone.
I tried something similar. I continued to sweat.
The same was true for Ragnar.
Is it different from Audin?
Everyone was the same except Saxony. In Saxony, I spent a lot more time outside the barracks, so I was caught in the middle of nowhere.
A sparring battle in which half a life was at stake continued.
That was really bloody.
“Plague.”
All the soldiers watching clicked their tongues.
The soldiers felt frustrated after seeing Rem, Ragnar, Audin, and the fairy company commander join in the fight. Despair patted their shoulders.
Is there anyone who can look at them and clench their molars, determined to catch up?
“Are they crazy bastards?”
Even Torres of the border guard frowned.
“This is nothing to be discouraged by.”
His dissatisfaction soon became the dissatisfaction of the entire barracks.
Can you move forward and believe that if you swing your sword every day, you can become like that?
The fairy company commander was not pushed back either.
“Are you hitting it a little?”
I even heard that from Rem. He wasn’t much of a hit. With the exception of Will, he could almost be believed to be of Junki-level rank.
What major feat are you doing with this kind of skill?
There were some people who had that kind of skill and worked as a member of a platoon. So, being a fairy company commander was a good thing.
It was because of that mess. The reason why the battalion commander gave them a separate training ground.
There was also an active suggestion from the fairy company commander.
“It seems like the atmosphere in the barracks has been a bit ruined.”
This is a training ground that was created immediately after such a simple report.
It was worth it. The training craze that once arose thanks to Encred has cooled off.
Even if I tried to make it like this on purpose, it wasn’t easy, but I made it with just a few passionate sparring sessions.
There are monsters like that in the world.
Thanks to such a monster, a sudden sense of depression prevailed in the barracks.
It was the guy who was lying on the bed. It was definitely like that.
The child named Ragna was truly a genius among geniuses.
How can he swing his sword so sharply in a collapsed position?
Torres secretly imitated the movement and ended up falling to his feet.
It’s literally a stunt that you can’t imitate just by seeing it.
What about that guy named Rem?
Not only did he have a nasty personality, but his axe skills were also nasty.
The axes held in both hands were struck down vigorously alternately, and it seemed difficult to block from the first ax strike.
And what about the lump that blocks it all?
“Brother, go to heaven!”
He speaks softly, but always says he will kill me. It didn’t end there.
He didn’t fall behind even with his bare hands. He sometimes went out with a club, but basically he used his bare hands.
Auddin was a master of martial arts.
In previous battlefields, there were records of breaking the neck of an enemy soldier like breaking a corn cob or breaking it like a branch.
“Go to the Lord!”
He was a scary person.
After that, there was a guy named Saxony who just waved his sword without making a sound.
Finally, the fairy company commander decorated the finale.
The morale of all the soldiers who saw them plummeted.
Even though they haven’t even been properly trained, their talent is dazzling. It was truly a blinding talent.
It was in that situation that Encred returned.
Rem has been honing his senses through sparring, risking half his life. He swung the ax for the first time in a long time for the next step, for a better tomorrow.
Even before the sparring where half your life was risked, Acea was a semi-knight? I was confident that I could win even if I challenged him that much. No, he was confident he would kill him.
In any case, the skill called Will used by the semi-knight is also about dealing with the body, so at least it does not fall into vain.
Even if one of the rare semi-knights with outstanding skills comes along, he won’t be able to win easily, but hey, he won’t be able to score a goal with just one slash of his sword.
Rem really sharpened his senses. He worked hard to improve his skills.
The same was true for Ragnar. The word ‘lazy’ could easily fit into it.
He held and swung his sword morning and evening, lost in thought. He wasn’t asleep, he was really meditating.
And yet.
‘Isn’t the sum broken?’
Rem was only half sincere. If we move on from here more seriously, it ends only when one person dies. If it was sparring, he had to end it here.
And yet.
‘A little more.’
Encred’s sword fell from above to the bottom. It is a slash aimed at the top of the head. When I struck it with an axe, the blade came down bent.
This time it looked like a flying animal, not a snake. It looked like a hawk gliding through the air and striking down at its prey.
The swinging sword gained instantaneous acceleration and tried to escape Rem’s eyes.
We caught the trace very narrowly and defended ourselves again.
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‘Holy shit.’
Rem smiled without realizing it. When did this happen while sparring with my platoon leader?
Before, yes, it gave me pleasure. That was just fun.
Just the same level of fun as dancing.
So, now?
Joy filled me with exhilaration.
I want to feel this more.
‘little bit more.’
At first, the axe that was wielded to measure skill gradually narrowed the gap.
Based on the standards initially set by Rem and Ragna, the stage has progressed from warm-up sparring where one does not risk one’s life to sparring where half one’s life is risked.
Fit.
This is the gap where Rem crossed his axe. He thought he had blocked it, but the stab came through a small gap and skimmed the ball.
It’s a scratch. Barely a scratch.
But I couldn’t stop it. The corner of Rem’s mouth twisted strangely. I was so happy I felt like I was going crazy.
The excitement was so overwhelming that it ravaged my brain. I felt like something new was flowing out from all over my body.
The heart of the monster was activated spontaneously and heated up the whole body.
My heart pounded and I swung the ax violently at the same time.
It was an instant to go from sparring with half my life to risking my entire life.
At that moment, Encred’s eyes opened and the sword fell to the floor like a broken kite.
Rem was surprised.
‘What the f*ck!’
There was no time to retrieve the axe. I was about to have to split open the head and see the brain of my platoon leader.
It is time to call it a gap, a gap, a moment.
Kang!
A sword came in and blocked the axe’s path.
With a thud, two hands grabbed my bumpy forearm.
Finally, a thick hand grabbed the left wrist that was reflexively trying to leave.
In order, they were Ragnar, Saxony, and Audin.
“Kill me as soon as I see you?”
“… … Damn, what are you killing? I tried to stop it neatly and sensibly. “Why are you interrupting me?”
It’s a bluff. I know everything. And I understood again. I’ve seen Ragnar, Audin, and Saxony.
My platoon leader has changed.
It came back to a level I never expected or expected.
Sword striking without hesitation, hand fighting, and even body coordination. What about changes in reaction speed and motor skills?
Saxony understood at a glance what would make that possible.
‘A sense of avoidance.’
It was very satisfying. Especially the fact that Encred has learned it well.
Saxony nodded.
Ragnar saw something else.
‘A refined sword.’
Should I say sword skills? The level of swordsmanship has changed. The way you swing and the way you think haven’t just changed.
‘He combined his strengths with swordsmanship.’
This means that you learned swordsmanship with a proper understanding, rather than vaguely following instructions.
In just two months?
Even if Proc put in all his effort on the way back and forth, would this be possible?
Ragna knew better than anyone that my platoon leader had changed and would change in the future.
What he needs is the talent to control his body, and now he has accumulated those skills.
Ragna’s eyes weren’t bad either.
But this.
Among them, only Audin was the one who fully understood the size of Encred’s body.
‘You can’t help but laugh, Brother Platoon Commander.’
I was truly in a happy state. Degree of training, altered motor skills.
What was at the base?
What is the basis for learning the skills of the wild cat brothers, such as a sense of avoidance or something else?
‘It’s a technique of isolation.’
Among priests, those who mainly engage in physical training are called monks. A technique of isolation is created by carving out the physical training techniques of those people.
That’s how Encred’s body was created.
‘It could have been a regeneration scene.’
Rapid recovery is one of the reasons for rebuilding the body.
It was a happy time again.
Finally, Rem was surprised. Nothing more.
‘When did we end up here?’
So much so that I feel this way again.
The crazy guy who immediately asked to spar when we first met has now become a crazy guy with good skills.
He has completely evolved into a definite crazy person.
It was amazing and surprising.
Rem really enjoyed that.
Is it important how you improve your skills?
‘no.’
That’s not it.
It seemed like fun. In the future too.
Even though a separate training hall was created, it did not mean that all directions were blocked.
A fence full of holes, a fence that barely reaches the chest of an adult, can cover anything.
At least it only created a boundary.
There were people who crossed the border and watched the sparring.
Soldiers who had lost their motivation and had their hearts broken.
Among them was Benjens.
‘You monster bastards.’
The madman platoon, including Rem, was truly a group of monsters.
Looking at Encred at the head of such a group, I couldn’t understand how he was in that position.
That’s how Encred came back.
Venjens saw.
Encred doesn’t take a single step away from Rem.
I know his beginnings. He could say he knew better because he hated him.
Encred was a truly unremarkable soldier. Lowest rank soldier, that’s what they called him.
‘Old and talentless.’
But what about now?
I didn’t know anything different from previous sparring. However, I could feel throughout my body that the atmosphere was different.
Rem and Encred too.
And the crazy platoon members around them.
Above all, Vengeance’s own feelings.
It was so different.
Even collapsing at the end.
Venjens realized that his broken heart was just a bonfire that had been extinguished for a while.
‘I do it too.’
It was strange. When I look at Rem, Ragnar, or Audin, I feel like they are just monsters, but when I look at Encred, I want to emulate his efforts.
Along the same lines, it makes you want to stand by his side.
Is it because we have seen his efforts so far? Or is it just a difference in friendliness?
I do not know. There were no such concerns in Venjens.
All that remains is desire.
“Today is special training.”
“yes!”
The Vengeance platoon that was watching responded in unison.
It wasn’t just Vengeance.
All soldiers were the same. A spark of motivation surged in the hearts of the soldiers who saw Encred fighting.
It was perhaps inevitable that a strange training fever began the next day.
The day Encred returned, he sparred with Rem.
“I think it’s because I’m overdoing it. “It’s also because I’m not completely used to it yet.”
The reason my eyes rolled and I lost strength was because I overused my heart of super strength.
Well, that Rem made up his mind and attacked.
“Won’t you get used to it if you use it?”
Even though I said it, Rem was also skeptical. In fact, was there anyone other than himself who had mastered this properly?
I don’t think there is one, but it was Encred’s first time going beyond imitation and performing to this level.
The next day, I sparred with Ragna.
“Where did you learn swordsmanship, brother?”
“To a passing evil spirit.”
It wasn’t wrong.
Then, Saxony was also a rare match for sparring.
Audin introduced a new joint.
As soon as Encred returned, he was happy to have people who socialized with him like this.
How fun this is. Being able to swing the sword and roll around without stopping.
Being able to move forward for a new self.
Because you can gain something even if you don’t repeat today.
“Fiance?”
The fairy company commander also came. Of course, a sparring ensued.
Only then did I know. When a company commander holds a sword, he is no less powerful than Rem.
“Now that we have the same status, when will we have a ceremony?”
When will we stop making fairy jokes?
However, I have no intention of saying anything else. There’s no reason to say anything.
It was now routine.
Esther, who had been sleeping for a day or two, came into my arms only once every two days.
I didn’t even know what change was happening.
Kreis successfully sold several of the ancient gold coins he had obtained this time.
In addition, the weapons he owned were bought at a generous price in the pioneer village.
Through various events, Crona became quite wealthy.
Encred went to the blacksmith shop during the sparring.
“Broken? “What about armor?”
The armor had tears and dents on the outside, and there were many broken parts in the chains on the inside. In other words, it was properly broken.
The sword was broken. I was heartbroken. It means that it cannot be saved. Still, I brought it with me thinking I could melt it and use it.
“Two sacks?”
“It just so happened.”
Cut down hundreds of gnolls. I was glad it ended like this.
“Do you have any chain armor left?”
Encred asked. The blacksmith sighed and nodded his head.
“I don’t have it right now, but I will make it for you. “There has been quite a bit of good weather coming in recently.”
At the blacksmith’s words, Encred nodded and held out his sword.
It is an item called a magic sword.
“Let me sharpen this blade.”
The blacksmith examined the sword and said.
“I don’t think it’s a common item? Just the blade?”
“no. “I added a new pommel and handle, and the balance seems to be slightly off.”
The blacksmith nodded.
The blade itself was great, but the accessories were a mess.
“Good deer skins came in. “I’ll wrap the handle with that.”
It means doing the work. En Creed nodded his head. After paying the appropriate price, I stopped by a seasoned beef jerky restaurant to pick up a few pieces and it was soon dinner.
“Aren’t you going to eat any more?”
“Because it’s time to go.”
Since I couldn’t ask for a sword from a blacksmith, I planned to get it from an incoming merchant.
I happen to have bare hands.
Encred had a loose waist. Although he had a short sword, a guard sword, and a knife, he felt empty.
‘It’s a nice day.’
But for some reason, the atmosphere in the city was not good. I asked a few passing merchants, and the answer came quickly.
“There are rumors that a group of thieves are targeting the city, and there are also rumors that monsters are coming from the south. They also say that a messenger came from the eastern city and made a threat.”
Border Guard is a military town. To be exact, it touches the border of Azpen.
Are thieves targeting a place like this? To some extent, this is an impossible task.
Still, there are always hordes of crazy thieves. Even when fighting Azpen, he used to cause problems.
There’s always a problem with monsters.
East of here? To the east is a place called the City of Swords. It was also common to get into fights there.
However, it would be a problem for such rumors to spread.
There is a saying that if evil rumors spread, children will increase and goods will be given away.
This means that city residents will stay inside their homes instead of going out, and merchants from outside will lessen their visits.
Previously, when the number of monsters increased too much, there was a similar problem, so the Border Guard sent out troops.
Encred also took on one of the requests.
It was when I cut down the harpy. It was really good at the time, but it tasted sticky.
Anyway, there were scary rumors going around, but no orders from above have come down yet.
‘I’ll take care of it.’
A commander has a commander’s share.
He has appointed himself as a company commander, but it is still unofficial.
It is said to be the battalion commander’s personal arbitrariness.
The nobles behind him.
What can I say, there were a lot of snake-like bastards in this city who seemed to have blue blood flowing through their veins.
I didn’t like it, but I guess you can’t just stab it to death.
‘I’m not even Rem.’
Of course, this is impossible.
When I returned to the barracks, I saw Rem.
‘Yeah, you can’t live like him.’
“Do your eyes have a strange color?”
Rem’s insight was comparable to that of Kreis. This was especially true when he cursed at me.
“You went around swearing at me? Walking around the market? No, I cursed inside.”
Sometimes, when I see something that’s overly sharp, I get the feeling that I’m really not that sharp.
Encred acted according to his beliefs.
If it can put the other person’s mind at ease, the lie can be said to be white.
“no.”
I shook my head.
“But why am I in a bad mood?”
‘That’s because your personality is twisted.’
“I think I swore again?”
“no.”
A place where sharp insight and white lies come and go.
Encred now felt like home here.
Did the battalion commander say it would be good if he loved the city?
Even though it wasn’t a heartbreaking love, I didn’t hate it. sincerely.
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