49 – Everyday life in Rebringer Mansion (2)
I went straight to the gym prepared in the courtyard of the Rebringer Mansion with Jena.
Arriving at the gymnasium, Jena picked up two practice swords in the corner and-
“thank you.”
He hands one of them to me and picks up the other in his right hand.
A pretty interesting picture came out.
Jena’s attire was similar to that of a classic Victorian-era maid.
Starting with the long skirt that almost touches the floor, all the elements of the maid outfit created a static part.
Yena, dressed in such a maid outfit, grabbed the sword.
As a virtuous woman, I had seen quite a few maid awards through all kinds of media, but this was the first time I had seen a maid like that.
“Wouldn’t that outfit be uncomfortable to move around?”
Then, Yena showed a laughable smile.
“Never mind me, please.”
The ability of the body of unmanned people who have reached a certain level is extremely improved, and aging is also suppressed.
And if you reach the stage of 7 star like Jena, it is possible to stop aging altogether if you put your mind to it.
Jenna looks similar to our sheep in terms of appearance, but her actual age is probably much older than that.
“Have you ever thought of something very rude?”
“S-no way…!”
Even considering her age, Jena’s 7-star status was incredible.
Right now, throughout this continent, there were countless people who couldn’t reach the 5-star level before they died of old age.
In Yena’s posture and attitude now, the composure of such a strong person was oozing out.
So I expected more.
How would that strongman’s composure change if he were defeated by me, even by chance?
“Come if you’re ready.”
Jenna clicked her chin.
On top of that, the image of the sheep I gave when provoking me overlapped.
It was a part where we could see where the uncharacteristically aggressive and provocative appearance of our sacrificed sheep came from.
“I’ll go.”
From the beginning, with the idea of going full force, I spread the drawing of the skin.
In an instant, he gets out of Jena’s sight and digs in.
done.
It’s been a while, but that’s what I thought.
Yena’s gaze missed me.
“Hoo.”
However, Yena let out such a sound with her gaze fixed, and lightly swung her sword as if to cut it off.
Then, he strikes down the sword he wielded.
“Ugh…! Evil!”
Then, as my sword flew away, moderate pain arose in my shoulder.
On the day Agion Morsi opened the drawing of the skin that he couldn’t even react to, he subdued it lightly as if cutting off flying flies.
I said, rubbing the shoulder that Jenna had struck.
“What was the problem?”
“hmm?”
Then, Yena, who had been staring straight ahead, finally looked at me.
“What was the problem? That’s a great approach to the question.”
“hahahaha, thank you. Perhaps, the swordsmanship approach was also great?”
“no.”
“hahahaha… A short answer. Be strict.”
“Painting the skin, the basic step of Bower’s sword, is that right?”
“You see.”
“First of all, I know for sure what your talent for assassination is. It’s a great talent. Dangerous enough.”
“For that reason, he cut it off as easily as he would cut a flying insect.”
“That’s right, considering the level difference between you and me, it can’t be helped.”
As if the switch had been turned on, Yena, who was in teacher mode, spoke in plain language with a strong tone.
It wasn’t particularly uncomfortable.
Originally, Jena, an aristocrat, had a much higher status than me, a commoner, and above all, at this moment, Jena was my swordsmanship teacher.
“Apart from that, if there is a fundamental problem with your current sword- that’s a gap. It seems that you’re trying to understand Bower’s sword itself and swordsmanship through Bower’s sword with your assassination talent. Is that correct?”
You just took a look at it and figured it all out?
“Yeah, yes…”
I replied not acting, but really embarrassed.
“The attempt itself is admirable. It’s ingenious, and it’s actually effective so far. But, it will soon hit its limits. Bower’s sword is, after all, a swordsmanship. From some point on, your talent for assassination will be compromised. I won’t answer.”
It was a problem I was aware of.
So what I was curious about was the answer to that problem.
“Then what should I do…?”
“Are you curious?”
At that moment, a chill went down my spine.
Yena smiled sadistically, straightened her posture, and chined.
“hahahaha…”
I guess this is a big deal.
***
“Huh…! Heh…! Heh…!”
Indeed, Jena’s skills as a swordsmanship teacher were enormous.
And that skill shined especially when it came to inflicting corporal punishment.
Even after that, I ran into Jena countless times.
I was beaten countless times.
His whole body throbbed with intense pain, but it did not hinder his movement.
Yena is unmatched when it comes to beating people without hurting them-
“What are you thinking?”
No, he was an unusual person.
Jena’s sadistic smile, which was coy at first, had fully matured and was showing off that sadism unsparingly.
“hahahaha.”
Yena’s breathing was a little, but it was disturbed.
Because it’s hard?
no.
I bet it’s because it’s so thrilling to beat me up.
“I-I can’t do it anymore…! Now, can you please let me know!?”
As I expressed the pain with all my might, the corner of Jena’s mouth went up faintly.
Then, oops – I manage my expression right away.
Even his disturbed breathing was taken care of before he knew it, and he cleared his throat.
“It’s not possible.”
“Yes!? That…!”
When I was openly discouraged, Yena hurriedly corrected the raised corners of her lips once again.
‘That person is a complete evil.’
I couldn’t imagine.
I would never have thought that that picky maid would be an unusual person with such a perverted personality.
“Why…!?”
Whoa.
After taking a deep breath, Yena regained her usual self and said,
“I’d say it’s because it’s still early. Today, I hope you’re satisfied with the teachings you’ve learned today.”
It was disappointing, but I didn’t really complain too much.
Even while Yena was having fun, she did an excellent job as a swordsmanship teacher.
Jena’s corporal punishment whenever I failed to attack was a lesson in itself.
Guidelines that point out exactly what is wrong with my movement and suggest the direction to fix it.
Now that I have received countless (?) instructions of such love.
I could definitely feel it.
That my swordsmanship has improved.
[Skill: Basic Swordsmanship Lv.2 (Normal)]
Although there is no direct change to the skill level at this time.
If I continued to be taught by Jena like this, wouldn’t I probably reach level 3 before the entrance ceremony started?
I had a good feeling.
“By this time tomorrow, focus on your recovery.”
“Eh…!? My, tomorrow!?”
“Yes, tomorrow.”
sh*t.
I had a good feeling, though.
Seeing Jena not even trying to hide that sadistic smile now made me feel even stronger anxiety.
‘What is this…’
He tried to make fun of Yena, but instead became Yena’s toy.
I got angry at that, so I tried to secretly use the assassination technique, like when I was teasing the sheep I gave in the past, but I gave up in the end.
If the amount given was a monster that was still growing, Yena was a monster that had already grown.
Moreover, it seemed that Yenna had already been exposed to assassination techniques several times.
Pretending to be a coincidence in front of Yena, performing an assassination technique?
Immediately above Jena, the name will turn red.
If that happens, even if Ledar comes, it will be difficult to deal with.
“Ah, I see.”
Reluctantly, I decided to give up making fun of Jena.
As of now, that is.
For now, let’s be content with receiving swordsmanship instruction from Jena.
“Huh, Ceylon-kun?”
At that time, I heard the most beautiful, clear, elegant and noble voice in the world.
I wondered who the hell had such a great voice, and sure enough, it was the amount we gave.
It was still early, but Drin-yang, who had already finished dressing up, was wearing light casual clothes instead of her usual armor and was watching us from nearby.
“What’s going on at the gym early in the morning?”
“Ah, it’s nothing else. I got a valuable opportunity to be taught by Mr. Jena.”
“yes?”
Jena lightly bowed to the sheep she had given.
Then, the sheep looked at me and smiled bitterly.
“Ceylon-kun, thank you for your hard work.”
As if she had suffered quite a bit from Yena, that bitter smile contained deep comfort as if she understood everything.
“I got it wrong, so what?”
“You got it wrong. When I first proposed it, you liked it so much.”
Phishung.
Jena raised her glasses.
I couldn’t see her eyes well because of the light-soaked lens, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.
“To think Yena was such a character… By the way, what are you doing at this hour?”
“Me? I always get up around this time to do morning training.”
“Hey, you’re amazing. As expected, it’s like a sheep that serves as a model for all warriors.”
“Oh, don’t make a fuss about it.”
Miss Drin frowned in disgust, but I saw it in my eyes.
That is, the corner of the mouth rises slightly.
The amount given is subtly weak in praise.
Memo. Memo. Memo.
“And, if you put it that way, isn’t the Ceylon Army more amazing? It looks like he woke up much earlier than me and was taught by Jena.”
“Ah, I’m usually lazy than this. The reason I got up early today was to prepare breakfast for the amount I gave you.”
At those words, the sheep’s ears pricked up, and then suddenly turned its gaze to Jena.
Ding tting ding ding.
I could clearly see the signals from the sheep’s eyes flying to Jena.
Soon, Yena clapped her hands as if she remembered something.
“Ah, I forgot. Sir Ceylon, could you please add the braised beef and chicken soup dishes that were on the menu yesterday to this morning’s menu, in larger quantities?”
what? suddenly?
‘Ah, maybe.’
is that
Are you asking indirectly through Jena because you are ashamed to reveal your passion for gastronomy rather than your gluttony?
“By the way, the weather is nice today. It’s perfect for training.”
When I looked at her, the sheep awkwardly turned around.
sh*t.
I smiled at my heart and asked again while pretending.
“Yes? Increase the amount? The number of people at the table should be two fewer than yesterday?”
I looked at Jena and then casually at the sheep I gave.
Then, she awkwardly avoided her gaze.
“That, that’s…! Then, just do it the same way you did yesterday.”
Jena hurriedly intervened as if protecting the sheep she had given.
“Yes? Keep the amount the same? But the number of people at the table will be two fewer than yesterday-… Ah! Come to think of it-“
I said while looking at the amount I had definitely given this time.
“I think the sheep I gave you yesterday especially liked the braised beef and chicken soup dishes. Maybe that’s why?”
“Wh, I don’t know what you’re talking about…?”
The ears of the sheep who averted her gaze turned slightly red.
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“Boo, it must have been Yena who asked. Why are you doing this to me…?”
“That, by the way! Sir Ceylon! It has nothing to do with the lady I gave you…! That’s just…!”
“just…?”
“just…!”
It was really sweet to see not only Drin but also Yena confused and confused.
Also the amount given.
I never thought you would help me get back the resentment I suffered from Sadistic Teacher Mode Jena!
“What are you all doing here?”
An emotionless voice then heard.
At the bottom of the field of vision, the light blue crown of the head with hair that stretched out came in.
When I lowered my eye level a notch, I saw Ms. Miz’s face, whose emotionless eyes looked strangely hazy, as if she hadn’t woken up yet.
“Hey, Ms. Miz. Where did the black mask go?”
“uh?”
At that, he fumbled around his mouth…
“shame.”
He stretched out his hand that had been groping around his mouth and covered it like a mask.
what.
What the hell are you ashamed of?
From my point of view, Miz’s subordinate did not need to be covered with a mask.
Rather, it was so great in terms of format that it deserves to be proudly revealed.
With a slim jawline and cute lips like a baby bird’s beak.
‘Well, there must be some reason.’
It might be an uncomfortable subject for Miss Miz, so I changed the subject right away.
“By the way, Ms. Miz, what are you doing at this time of day? Does Ms. Ms. usually do morning training at this time?”
Miss Miz shook her head.
“It’s not me, but I thought that the sheep I gave would be like that- ‘If I go to the gymnasium at this time, wouldn’t it be possible to go with the flow of sparring with the sheep I secretly gave?’ I came with the idea of. A perfect plan. A perfect crime.”
“Ohhh… It’s definitely a perfect plan, but- I’ve heard all the amount I’ve given now, so I think there’s going to be a problem with the ‘quickly sneaking’ part.”
“Ugh. My honesty caught my ankle.”
At that time, Miss Drin smiled softly at Miss Mizu.
“Miss Ms., you’re welcome. I was in need of a sparring partner–can I ask for a favor?”
Miss Miz’s emotionless eyes widened.
Having said that, I don’t think I was expecting too much.
Miss Miz shook her head vigorously.
“As expected, he is a teacher. If you set a goal, he surely achieves it.”
“Hmm. You’ve seen it. This is the way of our Bauer, who were once filthy assassins who would stop at nothing for their goals. If they had a goal, they would achieve it no matter how dirty and nasty.”
“I have a question, do you curse Bauer like that in front of the head of the family?”
“My ultimate goal is to learn transmission magic. I hope that the nobleman can hear Bauer’s swearing whenever and wherever.”
“hahahaha.”
“Then, Ceylon-sama, I’ll watch these two couples fight. Ceylon-sama-“
Yena, who is trying to get into the mood and finish the story naturally.
“Yes, I understand. So that our guests can enjoy it without any complaints! I will use my skills!”
Seeing Yenna and the sheep in a hurry like that again, I left the gymnasium with satisfaction.
***
-Are you not going to eat that…?
-Mi, Miss Mizu… Don’t you eat that…? Oh, sorry.
-Ceylon, do you have any appointments or business…?
-Oh, or touring the academy in advance…!
Our sheep who don’t know what to do with their bowl that showed the floor a while ago.
I unknowingly left my seat so that our lamb could have a secret binge-no, gourmet time.
‘Now, let’s go.’
The right arm and the true Harasin.
It was time to breathe life into them.
I pondered.
If the true God Hara, who was nearly destroyed by God Hara in the past and now, actually exists, what is their goal?
‘It’s decided.’
It was obvious.
It was revenge against Harasin.
Coincidentally, one of Harasin’s residences located in Arien remained in his memory.
[Dark Armor]
Wearing a black robe made of ominous darkness as if he had cut out the abyss, a giant wearing a very unusual mask entered the back alley.
All the criminals and criminal groups that exist in Arien – to the underworld of Arien, where danger looms.
***
“Haaa…!”
Cynia is drunk.
drunkenly
I felt like I couldn’t stand it otherwise, so I got drunk as much as I could.
That will be too.
In order to catch Harasin’s tail, she has been tracking down Harasin’s direct assassin, ‘Rendall of Seson’, for a long time.
And yesterday, I finally secured the whereabouts of the third son’s Rendall.
All that was left was to harvest the fruit that bore fruit.
however.
The fruit suddenly disappeared.
Seson’s Rendall.
He disappeared without a trace.
Sinia has been searching the back alleys ever since she left the academy yesterday in order to find Rendall, whose whereabouts were suddenly unknown.
However, in the end, he greeted the morning without even finding ‘Se’ in ‘Seson’s Rendall’.
Sinia sat down in the back alley with a feeling of desperation.
He went into any nearby pub and poured in as much alcohol as he could to fill the futility.
“Now what?”
He discovers clues to Harashin’s direct assassins, and secretly pursues them so that the assassins don’t notice.
It was a grueling task that required a lot of time, effort, and prudence.
Right now, didn’t it take six months this time too?
however.
Should I do it all over again?
“Ah~ Just hit me up~? Huh!? Shall I hit you up~? Everyone, what should I do~? Huh~?”
Sinia’s high-pitched song filled with drunkenness resonated throughout the bar.
The men emitting a lawless atmosphere nearby shuddered.
In this place where criminals are infested, she was reigning as a mad dog that should not be associated with a pub in the back alley.
“huh…?”
at that time.
Even though she was drunk, she still stood as sharp as a sharp blade of a sword.
It was like a snake crawling on the floor;
The existence that crosses the back alley with movements that would not have been caught if it were not for Cynia-
He was wearing a black robe, wondering what kind of dye he had to pour to get that black color.
And, I had a body that I wanted to eat to grow that big.
Above all, he was wearing a mask with an unusual appearance that could not be so unusual.
“…”
Sinia’s eyes, which had been clouded by the fog of drunkenness, shone.
“that…”
The sharp intuition that Sinia possessed as an excellent warrior was telling.
that guy
That terribly unremarkable guy.
It’s obviously related to Harasin.