2nd Rank Has Returned

Reinhardt-3

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Jehad, who was hit in the face, trembled and said.

“uh…! Why?!”

I don’t know why the voice is so high on the wrong topic, though.

“You don’t deserve it because you don’t know it.”

“…what…?!”

Grabbing his swollen face, Jehad rolled his eyes. I can’t really see you anymore.

[Is that bastard shameless? Or is it that the real head doesn’t work?]

＜I think it’s both.＞

[okay. A person can’t be that tall with just one.]

For the first time, I had an idea with the sage. That’s why it was thought that everyone was enjoying the back story.

No, I used to do it in front of you, so is it a front talk?

“You evacuated civilians?”

“That’s right!! As a knight…!!”

“Are you a village guard? Or is it the escort who protects Reinhardt’s daughter?”

“that…”

A knight protects the weak.

That was a natural chivalry.

But that was only after he had done his own thing.

“Yeah, concede a hundred times and imagine you were trying to protect civilians. Even if you think like that, you will be disqualified as an escort officer.”

The family escort should, of course, give priority to the person of the family. If you have common sense.

“I definitely saw it. Even though that boy can defeat Balrog, he throws himself away to protect the two hats. What have you been doing all this time?”

At that moment, Jehard said nothing.

In fact, it was also an excuse to evacuate civilians.

The moment he saw the form of Balrog, Jehard had an intuition. If you stay there, you will surely die.

I was afraid. so he ran away

How great of a shame it was as a knight, Jehad’s pride had no way of knowing.

“get out. never come back Your existence is nothing but Reinhardt’s room.”

“…under…! But then, who teaches the lady?!”

Up to this point, Jehad was making countless mistakes. But that question earlier is probably the biggest misunderstanding he is making.

“You teach? I must have misunderstood something.”

“…yes?”

“Then you’re saying you’re higher than Arya now?”

He couldn’t speak any more at the question that stabbed the corner.

Already in Leonardo’s battle, Ariaspil’s ability was reaffirmed.

I could even realize that her growth had already gone beyond the notion of rapid growth.

“However…! Because that’s what I taught…!”

Leo, the Darkness, the wise man, and even Ariaspil himself fell in awe at the nonsense under the guise of that claim.

[Still, it seems more intelligent than shameless.]

＜Isn’t it because I’m not smart enough to be shameless?＞

[Oh, maybe.]

No matter how I think about it, I think this was the first time that the porridges got along so well. I couldn’t help but admire the marvelous bond created by the gossip.

“…do you really think so?”

“That’s right! So…”

“If you think so, fight against Ariaspil.”

“…yes?”

Chris asked, looking at Ariasviel.

“Is it possible?”

“yes? yes.”

Ariaspil answered without hesitation.

“…However…”

“Oh, I am afraid that a man who calls himself a teacher is only fighting against his students. If it was a joke, the palace clown would probably cry too.”

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Jehad looked at Ariaspil and noticed for a moment. When she was fighting Leo, it was she who showed off her amazing swordsmanship.

Not only in talent, but in ability, Jehad was definitely pushed back.

However

‘You must have been exhausted from the battle with the Balrog. Now…’

The wound was healed with healing, but the mana and stamina that were lost would not have been fully replenished. So if you fight now…

“…I’ll do it!”

“good night. Let both of you follow.”

Following Chris, Jehard and Ariaspil went out.

Leonardo sat down on the bed, just waving to the outgoing party and relaxing.

[Are you okay?]

“What?”

[That… Ariasviel is strong, but you’re exhausted from the battle with Jean Balrog. On the other hand, my head and body look good, so I’m alive and well.]

“Okay.”

[What is it? Then dry it quickly and then…!]

aan!!

The sage’s words were interrupted by the sound of the air breaking.

It’s over. It ended later than expected.

[…Well?]

As the plosive sound gradually disappeared, two white-haired knights walked in.

“Are you okay?”

“yes.”

The boy and the girl looked at each other, confirming victory too casually.

[…Did you win?]

＜Then did you lose?＞

Of course, considering the conditions alone, it was right that Ariaspil was at a disadvantage. Both experientially and physically.

But chewing it all up is a genius.

“Great workmanship. aria. The quality of the mana core itself has also improved a lot, and the skill of swordsmanship has deepened.”

“Thanks to Leonardo.”

Suddenly hearing compliments from Ariaspil makes me feel weird.

What he always said was that he was unlucky, to the point that he just thought that Leo’s own servant life was unlucky.

“Also. This is also the attraction of the uninhabited, fate.”

“hahahaha…”

Only an awkward laugh escaped his mouth. When I say things like that so casually, I don’t even come out.

“Ah, I see, there is something I want to ask you.”

“what?”

In order to get away from the topic of conversation like this, Leo asked the questions he felt about the previous battle.

“Why didn’t you help us?”

It may sound like a question, but it deserves to be asked.

Depending on the interpretation, it could also mean that you watched 13-year-olds die.

“Hey, that’s a good question.”

[I’ve lived for over 300 years, and this is the first time I’ve ever heard someone say ‘hoo’ directly. Am I weird?]

It was the same with Leo, but now he needed to understand.

＜Let’s assume that the sound of your breath came out because your throat was sharp. It is convenient for mental health.＞

That was the insight I had gained while living as a seed for over 5 years.

“Is there a reason?”

“A lion only raises the young that climb after dropping their offspring on a cliff. I thought it was a necessary process for the growth of young warriors.”

The broken ribs throbbed a lot for a necessary procedure, but I didn’t bother.

At times like this, it was necessary to communicate in a gentlemanly and cultured manner.

“I know what that means.”

“Thank you. I thought a warrior like you would understand.”

“But to point out one thing, lions don’t drop their cubs off cliffs.”

At those words, Chris, who was holding the weight, changed his face.

“…what?”

“Not only lions, but all wild beasts do not drop their children off cliffs. On the contrary, the more maternally the animals are, the deeper they are.”

The book I read whenever I couldn’t train at Reinhardt.

The head of state also gave me permission, and as a servant of a prestigious family, I needed to accumulate at least a minimum of knowledge.

‘I didn’t really enjoy reading, but I remember all of these things one by one.’

Chris Reinhardt, I wanted to refute every single nonsense she said later.

“…that…so that’s… it’s just a proverb. I… I know that’s not true.”

[Things like that, he talks like a kid who doesn’t know that there is no Santa in the world.]

That’s right though. Even kids these days don’t believe in Santa Claus.

“Oh, come to think of it, I often drop it.”

Chris, who had lost his childhood at the words that sounded like a Christmas present, relaxed his expression again.

“is it?! That’s right! Like a noble lion…!”

“It is said that investigators sometimes throw lion cubs off cliffs to get rid of competitors ahead of time. The rumor was falsified and became a proverb.”

But the reality is the gutter.

“…Is…that…really?”

“Yes.”

It was not at the level of losing the child’s heart anymore, but even the child’s heart that was not there was pulled out from the chest and struck with a hammer to make it powder.

[Why are you smashing the dreams of an innocent child and making a fuss?]

＜You are over 20 years older than me, but what app is it?＞

[In my eyes, even a hundred years old is a child.]

Indeed, that was correct. It was strange, but I thought he was a really great person.

‘You haven’t dated once until you’re that old… After all…’

[Shut up.]

＜…I haven’t said anything yet.＞

[In your mind, you thought I was an eunuch. Damn you.]

know this Anyway, that’s not what I’m talking about now.

“Is that Chris?”

“……”

Perhaps what she said earlier was quite a shock, and she looked at the air without saying a word.

“Chris?”

“…Ah, I’m sorry. What were you talking about?”

“The investigator is on the cliff…”

[stop. That girl’s childhood is already powdery.]

That was the right point. Then, that person’s blanket was torn, and it seemed like he couldn’t sleep.

“…that’s all right, can you tell me why Chris came to this town?”

She was pondering frustration and despair, but not so weak that she could not answer the question.

It was just that his heart was too pure.

“…I came here to meet Arya.”

“Me?”

Ariaspil turned his head to look at Chris.

“It was because there was a mission in the nearby area, and I was curious how much Arya had grown when I heard that you came as a trainee.”

Come to think of it, when Ariasviel returned to his hometown, he met Chris in the village he passed through.

‘…At that time, the Balrog was captured by Chris. Then you’re right.’

The events of the past and the present were put together like a puzzle. In the midst of reasoning like that, Chris opened his mouth again.

“And I couldn’t help but admire your growth.”

there will be no choice but to

Thanks to Leonardo’s advice and training methods, she was able to shorten the achievements of one year in her previous life.

“And I thought as I looked at the boy holding the balrog together. Obviously, you are the one who greatly influenced Arya’s growth.”

Chris Reinhardt reached out to the boy and said.

“So let me make a suggestion.”

For some reason, Leonardo knew what this proposal was without hearing it.

“Would you like to become a servant of the Reinhardt family, a venerable family where the blood and soul of a warrior flow?”

“aunt!”

At those words, Ariaspil had no choice but to shout out loud. Chris was taken aback by the call.

It wasn’t because Gomorrah was using an informal title.

‘Aria is excited so loudly?’

Although she was her nephew, she was a girl who was always consistent with a cold-blooded attitude. The child was looking at me with excited eyes.

“Why… are you calling me?”

“Leonardo is… a man who deserves to be a servant! Now… Ah, yes! Jehard quit…!”

“I will.”

…the silence passed for a moment.

“…What?”

“…What?”

[…What?]

The same word rang out three times in a row. Leonardo replied bluntly, as if it was not so surprising.

“The seeds are good. I’ll do it.”

There was no hesitation.

because

“Your eyes are full of will and passion. Even if we don’t win right away, it will be of great help to Arya in the future.”

“Would you like to become a servant of our family?”

Even with such a person, Chris is the benefactor who gave his life a chance.

As long as you can serve such a family and knights, it’s okay to be a seed.