Something is happening that I don't understand.

... Jill was a magician, wasn't he?

Cancer, and a wooden sword are bumping into each other to make a short dull sound. It was for a moment that I cut it, and the moment I blinked, the sword went away and the next sword trident.

Jill, with a wooden knife in his hand, descends his sword from the upper stages. The opposing Mr. Loran deflected his orbit by playing the sword that would strike him, as he had expected, and escaped the sword line with minimal motion.

Jill seemed to have foreseen it too, slicing her wrist back and back up. Mr. Loran stepped it in reverse without the belly of a wooden knife and hit Jill's midline with a right gibberish.

Jill chooses to dodge, not defend, the overwhelming fat muscle. I can see you put your strength into your legs when you get to the ground, and you jump straight away.

A few seconds ago, a wooden knife did not hesitate to traverse where Jill's body was, scratching the air. So Mr. Loran never stops, and this one will also focus on his legs and flesh on Jill.

The reaction is fast with each other.

When the wooden knife crosses again, it mass-produces a dull sound. I don't know exactly what Angry Tao's momentum is or what he's doing.

Well, Jill was a magician, right? It was never a knight or anything, was it?

Even as far as I can tell, Jill is pretty strong. Mr. Loran is naturally strong, isn't there something wrong with you two?

Slaughter or spike repeatedly, no, or accept. Two people who weave and mingle counters and feints and cut them together, they unexpectedly see it.

When the greens and colors intersect, they intersect apart. It would be a blood-soaking sight by nature, but this in front of me seemed like a beautiful stage somewhere. Is it because each and every one of us behaves sophisticated?

"Huh!"

In line with his short exhalation, Mr. Loran sharply cuts off. Jill does not accept, but retreats and deals with slaughter with weight, not just speed.

If you take it decently, it's probably because you're going to get rid of the sword. The blow of Mr. Loran, the knight in office, was shamelessly sharp and heavy in the knight's name.

Jill, who doesn't show one bare gesture that scares him in the blink of an eye, jumps in and out of time. Now Mr. Loran was on the receiving side.

... hey, all I can say is that something is awesome.

But the equilibrium didn't last long, and Jill's wooden knife was blown away by a direct blow to the reverse, which abruptly ends the sword trident.

A wooden knife that falls as it rotates in the universe and pierces the ground behind Jill. And a cut that can stick to your throat.

Jill was slowly untying herself and pulling out her shoulders like she had fallen apart.

"I'm here."

To that word, Mr. Loran also silently lowered the wooden knife.

"Jill!"

I'll make sure the mock training is over, and then I'll run over to the two of you. And before Jill looked back, I held him tight.

To Jill, who is suddenly and bewildered, I try to touch the arm that was wielding a peppered wooden knife.

... Advertisement Jill is a solid figure, and his arms are disappointing. Even though you look rude and gentlemanly. It's not thin from the top of my clothes.

"Where do you have that power? Why are you so strong? Or Jill is universal, isn't it, how can you be so?

Where in this skinny area does it have such a force, and the lumbar and chest plates held together are lightly peppered with the palms, but the feeling of coming back is stiff.

Is that it, is it a thin macho? I don't know because I've never seen it undressed. Because Jill always wears it thick.

But Jill doesn't look as strong as he looks.

If I tell Jill directly, he's probably going to be upset, but Jill's not big enough. Of course he's one or more different heads than I am, but Mr. Loran is even bigger, and so is his father.

Cecil, you're developing, but you're approaching Jill step by step. If you do poorly, it's going to lose momentum in another two years.

It's Jill who doesn't look that strong once she's skinny. Perhaps it would be just fine if I were to invite you to be cautious.

"Dear Liz, I smell sweat right now, so could you please leave me?"

"I don't think so."

"... if it's okay to be seen, you can touch it if you like"

Are they watching?

Before I tilt my neck, Jill grabs my shoulder gently and pulls it off. Instead of being rejected, with a subtly lit face.

... You can light up in strange places on the habits you kissed from yourself before,... No, no, no, forget that one. I'm embarrassed if I recall.

I noticed away that Mr. Loran is staring at this one with no expression.... Yes, there is none to hold in front of others, is there, sorry Jill? I accidentally did.

I really cough this up and re-compartmentalize.

"And it's amazing, all I can say is something amazing"

I'm lacking in vocabulary skills, so I can only get that feeling after seeing the two of you train.

Ruby's archaic. Jill then asked me to train him to see his strength, but it was unexpectedly exciting or incandescent. I didn't know this was going to be a brilliant training trip.

Jill was laughing like trouble at me making my eyes shine and fists in both hands.

"Mr. Loran is more amazing than I am."

"I think it would be better for an incumbent knight to make it this far."

Though it was the expression that didn't change, the voice sounded impressive.

It's not flattery, he really seems to think so. You're kind of proud of me.... I'm weak for that matter and I can't talk about it. Pathetic, my servant (Jill) just protected me.

"Uh, we're both strong and I'm impudent."

"Master Liz is in a position to be protected, and you will excel in magic."

"But Jill is more amazing. Magic and swords are done. Something I regret."

Even witchcraft still doesn't chase you, and even comparing swords is awesome. I can't do it because I haven't practiced my sword enough to compare it.

"Mr. Lorraine was quite a handful, though."

"Oh, with that...?

"Otherwise there would be no reason to be able to fight a high-ranking knight. We were adding to and subtracting from each other to some extent. Well, I can't afford Mr. Loran."

... How strong is Mr. Loran? And Jill, who broke it into each other, is also Jill. Isn't there something wrong around me, is there strength inflation?

"If we're serious in the first place, we'll use each other's magic, and we'll do anything we want to do with the golden dark vessel trap. If it was to protect Master Liz, it would be better."

Oh, something, Jill. Your eyes aren't laughing when you're in the dialogue right now, are they? I felt more like an assassin than a knight.... Jill, which route are you running?

When I realized that Jill wasn't half as strong, I laughed bitterly, not knowing how.

... Maybe you're working pretty hard on something I don't know. Otherwise, you can't be so strong. It's good evidence that your body was working out.

As long as it's horrible how it grows, really. I'm safe and good that my squire is pretty strong......

"... uhh, can I do swordsmanship or something like that too?

"No, you can't."

"Eh! In escort, in escort!

"Why would you want to wield such a sword, it would be dangerous"

'Cause it's pretty fun to move your body around.

Besides, if you get ambushed and you can't use magic, you're in trouble. If you can't aim for gold, you're no match for a man. I wish I could at least do something with resistance.

"Is it bad to have the means to defend yourself?

"It could increase the number of injuries, Master Liz."

Rude.

... but what can't be denied. Maybe you're in a lot more danger for your life than the other girls. I mean, normal girls don't visit life crisis or anything, I'm the anomaly.

"No horns on the rabbit. Physical surgery is still swordsmanship."

"Is physical surgery good?!?

Oh, you said something extra, face.

"... I knew I couldn't. It's dangerous, because if you let it be worn poorly, it will take precedence over witchcraft in action and end up in danger."

"Please don't be like that prophecy."

"Horns on the rabbit, no. Grow up, please."

"Er..."

Even with her cheeks swollen, Jill never shook her neck vertically.

"Mr. Loran, why don't you sneak up on me and teach me swordsmanship...?

Well, naturally, I'm pretty bad at giving up, so I'm running out of the way.

If Jill won't tell me, I think it's best to ask someone in charge. I think you're right to do this.

"... with orders"

"Please, not an order."

Mr. Loran was as faceless as ever, but it doesn't seem like he hates it.

But I'm not in a position to give orders. Mr. Loran is not my subordinate or my squire or anything, he's just hired by his father to come as a job. There's no such thing as an order.

"I don't think it's going to be easy without Lord Jill finding us."

"Right."

Mr. Loran said something special, so I sigh and drop my shoulder for no reason I can deny it.

If Jill doesn't find us, Jill will force us to terminate. Jill's overprotective there... and I hate to get hurt.

I don't like injuries either, but I think it's an audition, and it's an exquisite strike. It would be to the extent that it can be cured by healing. Training is important, I think......

"... outside or something? But I can assume it's a magic school... and I've never been out of town, so to speak."

It's perfectly fine to go out as long as Jill is around these days, but I've never been outside the outer walls.

Beyond the walls that surround the city, it must be full of nature... but Jill won't let everyone out. Because it's dangerous, no.

So how do merchants and all that come and go, there will be rural areas and small towns outside, or whatever, but they say that's something else.

"Miss Lisbett better not get out on the outside of the wall. The demons are roaming."

"Is there a demon nearby?

I tend to forget about it peacefully, but it seems that there is a demon in this world. You're a common monster.

They say demons are a generic term for objects that live in magic, not human beings. They also include gools and rock golems once and for all, so even inanimate or inorganic objects subtly fall within the scope.

Normal animals don't stay outside, but they go to dark areas of magic and get contaminated and demonized a lot. So they say demons break up into mutant and inherited forms.

But the inheritance type was also a mutation at first, so it went through the evolution process. It's tricky there.

Well, it seems to be good with the realization that creatures that are inexorably magical and harmful to humans are demons.

"The area is small, because the exterior walls contain materials that reject demon-specific magic"

"... the possibility of being attacked or something?

"Nothing, but no basics. Even if there is, an observer is always on the lookout. If it's dangerous, you'll be a knight and a magician and go on a crusade."

"... is that what your father does too?

"Occasionally. Before Miss Lisbeth was born, there seemed to be a massive progression. I don't know the details, either."

... Father, take out demons and stuff. I haven't had much luck fighting before, but that's about as much as there is offensive magic. That's what it's used for, isn't it?

"Please, I don't want you to think about going outside"

"I'm not going to leave because I don't want to waste my life on a boulder."

It's not that reckless, and blurry, apparently relieved, Mr. Loran was exhaling slowly.

... Does that make me look like a pig rush, I'm shocked.

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