episode_0057

The opponent who had fallen so badly got up with his face red from embarrassment and ran towards Ainel.

“This bitch is going to fall behind!”

She was wearing only light leather gear, except for her boots, but those muddy boots were the problem.

If a boot made of that material even slightly brushed against you, your bones would surely break.

‘I tried to just accept it if possible…’

It was an unavoidable situation for Ainel.

If I had been hit in the face with that boot, all my teeth would have been broken and my jaw and nose would have been badly sunken in.

No matter how gently the situation had to be handled, there was no reason to endure that level of humiliation.

Especially if your facial bones are damaged, it is difficult to recover even if you use a good potion.

“Come here, you fucking bitch!”

One step back.

Another step back.

Ainel slowly backed away and avoided her opponent’s attacks.

Sharp nails flying into your face.

A front kick intended to break the shin.

A hand reaching out to grab the hair.

A side kick flying into the abdomen.

Even the hand swinging towards the cheek.

I moved my body, lightly dodging all the attacks that followed in quick succession.

‘what…’

Are you serious?

The opponent’s movements were so slow that I had that thought.

But I could tell one thing.

That the other person intends to hurt you.

Although slow, each attack was persistent enough to make one feel hatred.

But that’s not really surprising.

Because with my recent training, I’m very used to these situations.

‘I want to fight back… but that won’t work, right?’

“Hey… This! Why don’t you come here!?”

The opponent’s attacks continued to cut through the air, and his face turned red like an evil spirit, frustrated that nothing was going his way.

“Girona. What are you doing?”

“Stop dancing and get this over with, you bitch.”

“Ah, shut up!”

She, who was called Girona, stopped moving and stood there grumbling for a while.

“This fucking bitch is fucking fast. You guys get in on it too!”

“What? You can’t handle a kid like that, so you want us to join in too?”

“Hey! Stop talking nonsense! Do you think you’ll come to your senses if a rumor spreads that the three of us got treated so well by a bitch?”

“Ha… I don’t want to sweat in the morning.”

“But that girl. She’s really unlucky.”

On the outside, they pretended to be annoyed, but in the end, they were all the same.

In an instant, Ainel was surrounded on three sides.

“Why don’t you just stay still? Pink hair. Don’t struggle and get hit harder.”

“……”

“Hey, your eyes are so dirty and unlucky!”

The workshop has started again.

This time, three people rushed at them from three sides.

Fortunately, no weapons were used, but from Ainel’s perspective, it was an attack by three people in a superior class than her.

A situation where it is even burdensome to counterattack.

She knew better than anyone that if an accident happened, she, with her low status, would ultimately be blamed.

‘I have to run away…’

This is a training school for knights.

If you can just get out of this place safely, there’s very little chance of trouble later.

Although he is not of noble birth, he was able to enroll here through the introduction of Baron Schnell.

So, you should never cause an accident, but on the contrary, thanks to the Baron’s influence, you will not be discriminated against unconditionally either.

I bit it hard.

‘concentration…!’

I concentrated all my mind.

I’ll get out of here without getting hit even once.

With that determination in his heart, he dodged the attack that was coming his way.

“What are you doing! Don’t hold this bitch so she can’t move!”

“You’re trying to do it now!”

“That bitch is so fucking fast…”

Ainel found an opening between the three people and quickly escaped the situation of being surrounded.

The three-person combined battle wasn’t that threatening, perhaps because they weren’t used to it.

Fortunately, her opponent was not armed, and since she specialized in spears, it was easier to avoid her attacks if she stayed some distance away.

Once you draw them into your distance, your opponent’s attacks will not reach them.

And above all, from this distance, you can clearly see the movements of three people.

It was an advantage that the user of the weapon called spear had.

Shake off the hand that flies from the left, and lightly dodge the kick that flies from the middle by taking a step back.

Then, he avoids the punch coming from the right and digs into his opponent’s side.

I only took one step forward, but the guy standing on my right became a shield, forcing the other two to stop attacking.

If the three move to surround each other again, he will take another step back to increase distance, and if they get into close combat again, he will do the same thing.

Some of these movements were acquired long ago while learning spearmanship, but reading the opponent’s movements and responding appropriately was something she had not been able to do before.

But she was doing it now as if it was a natural thing.

‘Why does it look so slow?’

The reason was unknown.

Why do my opponent’s movements seem so slow?

‘Aren’t they from the academy?’

These three people must have trained for several years at the academy, and they were rated higher than me when I was actually assigned to the class.

This isn’t some private training center where random people come and go.

It is the best knight training school in the territory, run directly by the Marquis, and is ranked among the top three in the kingdom.

It was evaluated by people with the skills to be assigned to work as instructors in such places.

He said that he lacks the skills and talent of those three people.

‘But why…’

But why on earth do the movements of those three people feel so slow?

No, if you compare only the speed itself, it may not be much different from yours.

It’s just visible.

The movements of three people.

Which hand to extend forward, which foot to use to kick.

Ainel was more focused on the situation than ever.

I was a bit nervous, but not excited, and watched my opponent’s movements very calmly.

‘no way…’

A little thought blooms in my head that I absolutely do not want to admit.

‘This… isn’t the effect of training?’

Adrian didn’t think that crazy guy’s training was ineffective.

It’s just that you have to waste energy unnecessarily, suffer unnecessary injuries, and rush in with the intention of killing your beloved friend.

And that too, every single day.

I never once thought that kind of training was right or effective.

I never thought it would be effective in such a short period of time.

It was just something that a high-ranking noble instructor told me to do, so I endured it and persevered to become a knight.

That’s what it was.

‘That training is effective?’

Ainel was feeling an indescribable emotion as she dodged the attacks of three people flying in from all directions.

That was when.

“This fucking bitch is really. Let’s see, let’s see.”

The guy with the muddy boots finally drew his weapon.

“Girona!”

“What are you doing? What are you going to do by drawing your weapon without permission from the instructors!?”

“Are you guys just going to leave her alone? Laughing at us like that?”

“But using a weapon…”

“Who killed him? He was just trying to show an example. An example.”

The opponent pulled out a weapon.

But Ainel didn’t show any change in expression.

I wasn’t afraid.

He hasn’t suffered a single scratch in the dozens of fights he’s had.

Taking up arms doesn’t change anything.

This is also thanks to Instructor Adrian’s training.

Even though the opponent had a weapon, the reach would have been longer and the difficulty of defending would have increased significantly, but I still didn’t feel any great emotional turmoil.

All of this is thanks to the training that is repeated every day.

‘Above all…’

Unlike the three people before him who had started to gasp for breath, he was not tired at all.

Even he himself had run 100 laps around the training ground over two hours before eating.

It was a moment when near-infinite confidence blossomed within her.

* * *

Hurrrurruk-

A fireball was burning on Girona’s palm.

“Haa… Haa… Haa… You fucking bitch…”

Kendo was of no use.

Even though all three of them had their weapons drawn, that fucking pink-haired bitch dodged every attack with an air of confidence, as if she thought she was one step ahead of them.

He didn’t even take out his weapon.

“Are you using magic now?”

“Shut up!”

“The moment you use it, it will be irreversible… Are you sure that’s okay?”

“Shut up! Don’t dare lecture me, a noble, when you are of low birth!”

Girona is unable to think normally due to the anger that is building up.

She was performing magic that was absolutely forbidden within the training center without the instructors’ permission.

People will be running soon.

If there is an instructor nearby, immediately.

Even this place is right next to the restaurant building.

It’s not just the cadets who use the dormitories, and if there are instructors who live in the dormitories, they naturally eat with the cadets.

That means at least three or four instructors in the building right next door would be eating.

“Calm down. The moment you use it, you give up your dream of becoming a knight…”

“Shut up!”

If she knew how to use Aura, she would have done so, but Girona is not at that level yet.

So, this was the only way to win against an opponent who evaded all of your attacks like a rat.

“You cheeky bitch…”

She grumbled and made the fireball created on her palm grow larger and larger.

Dirty fast pink hair that you can never escape.

I was planning to burn him to death in one fell swoop.

“Huh… I don’t know anymore…”

“Haa… Haa… Girona, that crazy bitch.”

Her colleagues had now given up as well.

The magic has already been manifested, and has grown to an uncontrollable volume.

In the first place, elemental magic wasn’t something that took a long time to cast as long as the appropriate attributes were met.

“Die you fucking bitch!”

Eventually, the giant fireball left Girona’s hand and was launched towards Ainel.