Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint 216

Historia thinks of me as a good hogu who can't easily throw away even a single loser.

Rankart considered me a cold-blooded cold-blooded activist.

do you two know What they see in me is the world they want to see. In a way, I am a mirror that reflects hope.

So what am I? Hogu? Or cold blooded?

Well. To be honest, I think it's both.

From the beginning, I was the type of person who was not good at rejecting requests from others. Because I'm a mind reader… is probably the biggest reason.

If that's a desire I want to give my life to achieve, I want to support it without realizing it.

If that's a kid who hides candy in his own secret place and pretends not to know, he'll smile and want to fight back.

If that's an act of projecting your past self and raising expectations, you want to live up to it.

… Even if my partner is older than me.

“Historia participated in the log canter, d.”

I was summoned in front of General Nicholas, and I answered politely with my arms clasped behind my back.

“Yes. Commander Nicholas.”

“Good job, Huey.”

Hameln's headmaster, Nicholas, nodded his head broadly and smiled softly.

“History… that child. You are truly a blessed person. This is Hameln's, and furthermore, the military's luck. The talent to learn persimmon qigong at such a young age and create unique martial arts is one of the few in that empire.”

His thoughts naturally shifted to Rankart. A bigger smile was painted over the smile that appeared on his lips.

“Rankart. So is that guy. Although unique magic differs from person to person, the scale of it varies according to the intention it embraces. Rankart's unique magic is at least strategic level. Enough to change the situation alone. If there is any chance… It is not a dream to become a mage.”

There was only joy in Nicholas' mind over the two students who would become much greater than the general.

Colonel Nicholas. A soldier who is strict and kind to his students, faithful to the military, and devoted himself to himself. Although not a legendary soldier, he was an officer with the qualities of an outstanding educator. He was also a figure proving that military personnel are not so bad.

The soldier who was loyal and loved his country more than anyone else rejoiced as he envisioned a bright future for the military.

“I trust you, Huey. History or Rankart. You are the only one who can talk to them on an equal footing and give directions.”

“… I cannot give instructions to Historia. I’m just asking.”

“What does it matter? If you do what you say, it is an order, a request, an order.”

However, he was only a soldier. He doesn't even care about the lottery tickets that have already been scratched.

“You can stop acting as the captain. After all, you have nothing to learn from them.”

“Thank you for your words, but you are now in your third year, aren’t you? I will do my best to the end as long as I am in charge.”

“I heard the same thing last year and last year. It's one of my regrets that I couldn't stop you back then.”

“haha.”

As I smiled vaguely, Nicholas looked at me sadly.

“I think you are taking on too much work. Qigong, magic, ballistics, tactics, demystification, alchemy, medicine, smelting… . I tried various things to find my talent, but I achieved results in my own field. I haven’t been able to accomplish anything.”

it hasn't been successful I just read with mind-reading skills and grasped the gist of it and followed it roughly. So it was natural that he didn't do well.

But Nicholas, unaware of it, thought I was wasting time and talent.

“You were so great. You'll be fine on your own, so I stopped paying attention to it for a while. That's my one, and I regret it. You should have known that you were still young and didn't know your talents.”

I felt desperate and sad.

When a lottery where you have to guess six matches and the last place is wrong by your mistake, you can feel the devastating and broken emotions you feel at that time.

In fact, I knew from the beginning that a human being could not achieve anything, but even reading his desperate feelings, I couldn't help but sneer.

“Everyone is like that. It didn't come to me alone. Other children will be the same.”

“… Ahh. right. other children.”

Nicholas agreed because he was an educator. Had he been a different soldier, he would have been urging him not to obscure the point.

No, even before the end of the first year. You must have forced me to separate you from them.

'Huey is a person who pays a lot of attention and time to other people. It is thanks to him that he became close with History Ana Rancart, but there are also side effects. He'll be a regular ailment and he'll pay no attention to it either. I left it to see if there was a possibility that another historian or Rancarte would appear, but I shouldn't have left Huey with them in the first place. If he had dropped it in the first place.'

Nicholas, who considers even discarded lottery tickets to be a resource for the military, was the closest to an educator. Even so, he did not escape the limits of a military state.

Nicholas spoke without hiding his tragic feelings.

“… Still, it's not over yet. Because you still have the high school. There you will meet an instructor who is better than me.”

“You will meet an instructor with a higher rank than the general, but it will be difficult to find a better teacher.”

“There is no need for greetings. Because I have already failed.”

I said it to myself, but it must have made my father-in-law feel a little better. I raised my salute and turned around.

As I went outside and closed the door, Nicholas, who was left alone inside, sighed deeply and pulled out the confidential documents from his pile of papers. As he read the document with a more complicated face, he closed his eyes tightly and muttered.

“… Maybe, maybe I can undo my mistake. If you have a big heart to think about your motives… .”

Nicholas proceeded to read the text of the classified document, unaware that I was reading mindfully outside the door.

Hameln was built on the basis of the academy of the former kingdom. Materials from that time still remain, and mysteries and military researchers often visit them.

Among them, the material that someone gave was something like this: Originally it should have been discarded, but Nicholas dissuaded him and accepted the material.

-1 taboo, gluttony.

Nicholas's eyes widened gradually.

“Oh, how refreshing!”

“Turn it off… .”

Historia straightened her back with a fresh face. On the other hand, I was beaten over and over, and I lay on the ground with a strong moan. I've been hit in the arms and legs countless times and it hurts.

Even though her friend was groaning in pain, Historia still looked happy despite my miserable condition.

“It’s nice to be moving after a long time. Isn't it, Huey?”

“If you’re the one who gets beaten up… You're not in a good mood either… .”

“If you become strong enough to hit me, I will hit you.”

“You're saying that it's not right, you're saying it back and forth… .”

ok. She moaned slightly and turned around. Historia wiped away the sweat and smiled happily.

It was Dalian that Historia did not use qigong. Of course, in this case, I have the advantage because I have a bigger physique… It's better to let go of the idea that you're going to do it.

Those who have mastered qigong exert great power. The body, which was swung hard at first, gradually adapts to its power over time. In the end, a body that is much stronger than the body of an ordinary person is completed.

So, right now, Historia is in a state of strong enough that I can't defeat it even if I use Qigong!

“Why are you fighting with me… There's also Springfield, the second-ranking officer, and the combat department instructor… .”

“It’s not fun.”

Historia answered by stretching out her long arms and legs to see if she still had energy.

“If I use qigong, I win.”

“I’m so envious. If you don't use it?”

“If we don’t use it, we try to press it with force. I don't even think about reading numbers or making loopholes. Not of any help.”

“Sounds full… . If I had the strength of you, I would have pressed it right away.”

“You can take as many pictures as you like, so let’s go get some energy somewhere.”

“If it was like a horse, I would have already raised it.”

He sighed and took out a paper bag from his pocket. When I clicked and tilted the top, there was only one round dried magic candle left.

one dog? Now even the magic herb drives me.

Magic Weed is a level 3 luxury item. It is not an officer student, nor is it an item that cannot be obtained by a student at a military academy. but what about Magic Weed does not discriminate between people and times. If you put it in your mouth and put a flame on it, the sweet smoke will comfort you by whispering in any situation or time.

As I was having a secret meeting with the smoke on the paper, Historia approached me.

“Magic herb? Do you smoke like that?”

Before Historia was nagging me, I spoke with a frown on my face.

“Leah. What if I had a little more energy or magic?”

“If that’s the case, it wouldn’t be any better.”

When the story of Qigong came out, Historia came up to me and said, without even paying attention to the acting.

“Your Qigong operation is very natural. You are fully digesting all the power you have. Your understanding of qigong comes from looking at your written score.”

“That’s because my energy is one drop. Easier to handle a cup than to move the bathtub.”

“lie. You were the one who advised me to keep my balance with the gun when I couldn't control my overflowing energy and smashed swords and spears. Are you saying you still don't understand?”

No, Commander Nicholas came up with the idea, but quit because of a bad perception of guns, just intercepted by me, a mind-reading reader.

I couldn't tell you the truth, so I was speechless.

“… That's why he always comes to me to fight. It was the mistake of my lifetime.”

“Fufu. It was the luck of a lifetime for me.”

There was only joy in her with a bright smile. Because she has already accomplished something of hers, has the power to move forward, and a bright future awaits, she only needs to look ahead.

What Historia lacked was a friend to walk alongside her when she went too far, but now with Rankart and me, even that has been satisfied.

She had only one thing left to do.

Historia.

“Then why are you all of a sudden? for a moment. you, maybe?”

'Have Huey been called by Nicholas before? why? no way?'

I feel good. Historia, realizing something about her, hurriedly pushed her body to this side and looked at her my face.

“If Nicholas or the Military Headquarters offers to increase your stamina, do not measure back and accept it, Huey!”

“How do I increase my energy?”

“You just need to eat something like an herbal medicine or spirits!”

“It’s easy to say. Where do you get it? Even if I ask, will you give me, as a single student? Even if you give it, there is no guarantee that you will gain energy.”

“Nope. I think there is a possibility! If the military has eyes, I can't leave you alone!”

It was nonsense. If the military government was going to treat it so special, I wouldn't have named the country military.

However, Historia's sparkling eyes looked so hopeful that he couldn't break it.

sorry. history. What the military has prepared for me is not something like a spiritual corps or a medicine.

Something even worse than that.

It's not really just for me, though.

“Ehh. Pooh.”

Not having anything to say, he spit smoke against Historia's face. Inhaling her smoke, Historia stepped back from her, horrified by the incense stinging her nose.

“Collock. Isn't it almost poison? Why the hell are you bleeding like this?”

“Whoa. you don't know This is, as you go through life, there will come a day when you sometimes want to put poison in your mouth. You don't smoke like this.”

“It’s pretentious to be the same age as me.”

tt Only those who have never experienced it think this is bluff. I put the magic candle in my mouth and shook it. As if it were a barrier, Historia only turned her head around to avoid it.

“Does it look like a bluff? Then open it up once.”

“Do you think I can’t write?”

widely. Historia quickly snatched the cigarette out of my hand. As she looked at the half-burned cigarette, Historia pondered for a moment, then she looked at me and her lips in turn, and asked aloud. The moment he put a cigarette in her mouth, Historia's face turned bright red.

Anyone who sees it will know that I am smoking. I muttered out of embarrassment.

“If you say you’re going to take it, you’re really taking it away.”

“Collock. You, do it, Kolok!”

“Hey, it’s all gone. If you think you can't write it, give it back. I mean, I just barely got it.”

“Shut up, Cologne. I'll give it to you, Kolok!”

Even though her face was flushed red, Historia continued to run away from my hand. Until all of her cigarette burns out.

that was the last one