Din no Monshou

Wangdu School of Magic.

It was founded 500 years ago.

Immediately after the founding of the kingdom, it was founded by the House of Three Kings of the King's Capital.

The aim is to train magicians who protect the country and elites who move the country.

Initially, they had good people coming out of the middle class as well.

But gradually the rise of the corrupt aristocracy made the internal affairs worse and worse.

Since the introduction of the system of recommendations, inequalities have never disappeared.

Makes me seriously worried that one day it will collapse from country to country.

This college is full of such risk elements, but there is only one thing I can appreciate.

That's because the food in the dining room is delicious.

Wellness is a top priority menu, yet well fed.

I just finished my workout, and it's noon time.

Shall we go on a gourmet tour again today?

I haven't had breakfast, so my appetite is endless.

Let's say we eat today with the momentum to extinguish the dishes in the dining room.

Back in the dorm, Eric wasn't there, so I head to the dining room alone.

Looks like you've been out somewhere since the early morning.

I've been busy training in physical surgery, too, and I guess that means we each have business to do.

A few minutes walk through the dorm.

I was wondering if they would see the dining room in a little while.

I could hear my belly worm ripping out of my side.

"I found it! We met here, but we're out of luck!

As the head of the Charquin family, I offer you a duel!

"I refuse"

Refuse for now, then see the Lord of the Voice.

Oh, I knew it.

Miley Halvarez Charquin.

He is the head of the Charquin family, one of the three kingdoms.

I've thought about it before.

You're only one or two years older than me, but you often sit on the Lord's throne.

Probably the youngest in the kingdom?

It's a lot of fun to watch from afar.

I really want you to give me a break just to get tangled up like this.

"I told you. I have no right to a duel.

If there was one, it would be an absolute rejection. "

"... wow, you can't break inside"

"Bye. If you really want to fight, why don't you come and help me?

In that case, I'll do everything I can to make him fight back.

But Miley instantly shook her head to the side.

"... that would be against the liturgy of a knight.

Though I won't give up doing the aftermath of the cause.

I would never let myself through until I hurt them so badly. "

"Ho."

Then why don't you stop because I hate you?

That's what I wanted to get into, but it just causes confusion, so let's not.

Apparently, she wants me to fight in a way that convinces her of the duel.

You're a weirdly selfish, weirdly disciplined guy.

"Why are you so far away, refusing to duel?

"No... we should avoid a useless battle"

At least I'm not gonna stick my neck in a fight from myself.

Only a rare pervert or a belligerent can pierce a dead place with joy.

And I can tell you that I have no interest in the latter.

Well, the real deal is that I don't want to fight the Three Kings in front of each other.

With my proper reply, Miley gives a look of surprise.

"That won't be serious."

"How do you know?"

"If you look him in the eye, you'll know he's lying."

Are you Esper?

That's what I wanted to say, but you had the moves to tell if you were lying or not by the way you swim your eyes or something.

I don't know much about it, so I can't say anything.

"Then let's be honest.

My house is a fallen nobleman who can fly if he blows it.

I don't feel like I can stand the bullets from around me if I do things with the three Kingdoms.

That's why I don't want to fight you. This will do. "

"I'll be responsible and shut up around you. So..."

"Reject"

No matter how much you eat down, you're not going to get a duel.

Well, it can't happen at a time when I'm not the one.

Even a private duel doesn't turn into Northanx.

That's sad, I can't fight you because of the difference in position.

Curse me that I am from a famous house.

"... I'm not giving up"

As determined, Millet grips the hem of her robe.

I refuse all over her body. Although she emits an aura, she doesn't try to give up.

Isn't that just too persistent?

If that's all I get, I'd like to argue with you a little bit.

"On the contrary, why are you so obsessed with a duel?"

"That's settled! To clear your mother's thoughtlessness..."

"Then you're only alive for your mother."

"... Huh?

When I blocked the words and said it off, Miley looked surprised.

Sure, was Miley's mother's name Francesca?

It is the name of the Charquin family predecessor.

Though you are a parent of a person, you must not be that old yet.

As much as I've been hanging out with Sefina's sister.

Miley chews on my words.

And he looked as if he'd been poked in the pain.

I'll stick it in there and fight it even more.

"'Cause you would.

Your mother is using you to avenge an opponent she didn't win back in the day.

By knight, you mean an unwilling puppet?

"Oh, you can't be!

"Is it not?

Then knights dig back into the old days.

Drag what's done across generations,

You mean the women?

"Hey, come on!

I just give my sword to what I thought was right. "

Miley turns into a crying face and denies it.

Did you say it a little too mean?

There will just be hatred even if I say it back any more.

Shall we strike back by one more time?

And then you just have to show me the solution.

I confronted Miley from the front.

"Let me hear one last thing.

You, if you lose to me in a duel, what the hell are you gonna do?

"There's no way I'm gonna lose."

"I'm talking about what happened.

If you lose, will you decide there wasn't any drooling in the past?

"... well, that's"

Miley says finally.

Did I say something a little mean?

Well, if this sharpens my temper, I'm good enough.

Come on, 'I'll stick with you until you win, even if you lose in a duel', that's what you're trying to say.

How are you going to turn that away?

Waiting in anticipation, Miley opened her mouth like she was distressed.

"Wow, I get it.

I don't think your mother's convinced.

Because I persuade you with all the power I can have.

If I lose in a duel, I won't say anything more. Is that all right?

Mm, unexpected.

I thought it was Francesca's mother.

Did you have your own core?

That's a far cry from the bad noble statue I know.

Honestly, I just want to send a compliment there.

This is a stream that, if we put the story together and move a little bit, is likely to dissolve.

Maybe he's a surprisingly discerning guy.

I'll show Miley an alternative.

"Well, if it's in the form of a class, I'll take it and stand."

"That means... a simulated duel, right?

"Yes, yes. Even your mother and my aunt were settled on that."

"Yes...... right. Then I'll be relentless when I get a chance to fight a mock duel."

"Go ahead."

Well, I don't know what an opportunity you're going to have.

On the spot, we could have made a good escape.

Mock duels are only part of the class,

You can fight normally, unlike the oddly stylized 'duel'.

Besides, I have faculty supervision, so there's basically no dead people either.

You've settled in a great place.

Miley is taking a deep breath and lowering the blood she nearly climbed onto her head.

And when I coughed one up, I proclaimed it out loud.

"As a knight, I will surely defeat you!

"Oh, come on, come on"

Reply appropriately.

Well, if there's a chance for a mock duel, what if I mean it?

We need to show the difference in overwhelming power and remind them that retaliation is impossible.

Looks like you haven't even guessed how much my aptitude has grown in the last two months.

I'm the one who's making my skills look like a pervert.

The degree of training that improves aptitude, it doesn't even become a struggle.

Alec's physical training is tens of times scarier than that.

Miley shows me an unscrupulous attitude, but she's been gracious before she turned her heels back.

"In your day, a great blessing"

Apparently a knight-specific greeting.

I duly gave it back to you.

You suddenly do something tough.

I wonder if discipline and emotions conflict and don't get in the way.

"Okay, excuse me."

That's what I said, Miley left me.

Don't go crazy with the pace.

I don't impose it even though it's hostile.

I have a grudge, but I respect their will.

She's a little hard for me to understand living in such a pinched way.

Difficult personality, but you don't have negative feelings just because it's hard to handle.

I guess that means there are a lot of things in the aristocracy.

Miley's cute enough to look dstrike, too.

It's going to be hard to break with that.

But there are hardly any hostile factors.

At best, it would be about the cause of the parent generation.

I also feel like I'm going to solve this unexpectedly soon.

With that in mind, I accidentally made a sound that made my stomach seem painful.

My stomach is rumbling around on an empty stomach.

Yes, it was.

I've been losing it, but you're going out for dinner.

I remembered that and rushed into the dining room.

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No matter what I hide, what I accumulate in my belly is the doctrine of eating at night.

That's due to life when I was in a half-pull state.

- Let's eat something as luxurious as a night meal.

I'm sure it was because such sad poor guts were stained.

So I don't eat too much heavy food in the morning and noon.

Ask for a lunch menu and look in the dining room.

Then I found a man who, in just two months, became arguably the Lord here.

Place the tray in front of him and sit still.

"Hey, Eric."

"Oh, Regis? You're up."

"I get up early every day."

"Sure. I just happen to be early today."

Eric gives a response as he gazies at the boned meat.

I usually wake up at about 5: 00 in the morning because I have workouts.

It's just that Eric wakes up early inside and gets up at the same time.

But today, Eric was up even earlier, so I stayed in the room.

"What's the workout like?

"I crawled like I couldn't count on the ground today.

That exposed madman doesn't know how to behave. "

"Regis seems to be pain resistant.

Isn't that about right? "

"No, no..."

I'm more afraid of pain.

He often asks me if I have a cruelty interest.

Not at all.

I'm so sorry for the pain.

"It's strong for pain, and I'm going to be used to it.

That's not why I want pain. "

"Ha, that's right"

By and large, I don't think that people with a cruelty hobby like pain.

Isn't that something that sweetens a situation where you can't help but suffer pain and gain pleasure?

I don't know anything about that world, so I can't be sure.

"Eric, by the way. Why were you up so early today?

"Ah? You don't know"

"What is it?"

"I have public training today for the flaming steel cars held by the Radius family."

"... uh"

With that said, it's like I heard before that there is such a thing.

Was it about a week ago?

Well, I forgot.

Because I couldn't guess what I had for dinner last night.

Uh, what did you eat...

I can't remember. I don't think he ate bugs or grass or anything.

After thirty seconds of silence, I stopped thinking.

My memory center may not work anymore.

"But if you just want to see that, don't you need to get up early?

It starts after noon. "

"How to carry a flaming steel car, how to move, how to get in a magician.

I wanted to take a closer look around.

The ability to show the audience is

It probably includes not being practical anyway. "

Indeed.

If you're hiding secrets, you won't do anything to show the masses.

It's only likely to be seen during private training.

"Oh, for that reason"

"I'm sure you did.

I don't want to die for nothing.

We'll start by knowing our enemies and examining their weaknesses. "

Eric talks with a lot of soup.

The pace of the meal hasn't dropped at all while you're talking to me.

What a food fighter.

It just sounds like Eric had a slight change of heart, too.

That day, two months ago, even if it was a payback, it was momentum to take the enemy on the road.

To win the fight, I seem to have learned to put the cloth stone down.

It's a good thing.

It's not good enough to go in there and die for them.

"So I looked into it. That flaming steel car, by the time it was unusual, there was no gap."

"What do you mean?

"What can I say about the magician and the car function as a whole?

Probably a surprise attack, but then I'll definitely eat the counter and die. "

Hmm, you just saw it and you figured that out.

No, the other way around.

I can't help but feel that way, the flaming steel car is so overwhelming.

moving at an unlikely speed,

It's a demon weapon that kills and magically destroys.

Too strong to deal with in life.

"Well, I've noticed something else.

That's an exclusion because this is an element of uncertainty.

I'm going to see this afternoon's training, but what about Regis?

"Hmm, right. I don't have anything to do, and I'll accompany you."

I guess the morning investigation peeked somewhere private and not normally seen.

Afternoon training is public.

You don't have to freak out to see it.

Why, it's a weapon that's been protecting the kingdom for hundreds of years.

Its strength is placed in full confidence by the country.

Moreover, in the form of a supplementary budget, the Radius family receives enormous loans.

How dare that amount be about five times the property the Din family has today.

I can't believe that's being transferred every year, it's not sanity.

I desperately took advantage of the territory I took from Horgos and said it was at that level.

The Radius family can withdraw as much money from the country as they wish.

What a national bank.

"Is the place a magic training ground? Isabelle isn't coming, then."

"I think so, too. The training is so crowded."

The Radius family can pour large amounts of money into research as they know it.

Instead, they are obliged to show the results of their research in public training once a year.

That means we have that training today.

Alongside the mastery of restorative magic, flaming steel cars are an important trump card for the state.

Even as a Radius family, you wouldn't really want to be exposed to the public.

But persuasion to the people who give money and

There's nothing I can do to improve the morale of Wang Tumin.

The training will take place inside the college facility, so the imperial humans won't be able to come in.

Maybe he hasn't really pointed his consciousness out.

Eric, who saw me finish eating, stood up with a tray.

Soon, they were finished eating before me.

"Well, let's go then."

"You've already eaten. You're early."

"Not really. If I'm serious,

We should be able to finish eating while the tray is being transported. "

"Don't stand and eat."

Eating while carrying a tray would definitely make you stand and eat.

Although it was me who made the rare outrage of canine eating two months ago.

I knew it wasn't a good standing and eating, yeah.

Because by my judgment, standing and eating is about as disrespectful as the seven major sins.

It's not a dog food comparison.

Convince yourself with an unscrupulous manoeuvre and return the tray to its original position.

"Well, the general public's here, so hurry up or they'll bury you."

"I know, but... early.

Eric, hey, here. It's too soon, dude!

Eric is a hell of a leg and runs to the magic training ground.

Fast, what a fast time.

Seriously Isabelle, or though it's inferior to Walkins' speed.

It's like running to leave the sound behind.

I just ate a mesh. What is it?

If we do this all we can, it will definitely be catastrophic.

But Eric said, "Fine! Fine! Fine! 'Momentum, trying to leave me.

Sigh vain, I went after him desperately.