Kokugensou wo Item Cheat de Ikinuku

The city of Aberna, which is serviced as a military port, also has a small athletic field near the barracks.

To make sure I never mistook the squirt again, I decided to let Berenice and Clementine change into gymnastics and do some proper training.

"This is the squat movement. See?"

I feel kind of weird when I'm staring at you.

I tried squatting to teach when I changed into an easy-to-move gymnastics outfit, but it's an embarrassment to try and understand.

This could have done something sorry for Clementine.

I shouldn't have let him squat or anything.

Berenice, who has been watching, pinches his mouth.

"You had a proper flexion movement."

"It's obvious. I know, but I would have intentionally acted wrong."

"No, that's not true."

That kind of Berenice, it's a half laugh.

I knew you made fun of me for figuring it out.

On the other hand, Clementine has a blue face.

"I thought Squirt was a nasty naked dancer."

"I feel so misunderstood by Clementine. Well, it was bad that I let you do it in a punitive game flow. This makes for an effective flexion movement."

By the way, the gymnastics they are wearing are blue shorts on a white t-shirt.

Much the same design as the gymnastics that Japanese elementary school students wear.

A long time ago, I made it out of a game where I told you to try and make a costume for my hometown.

I couldn't even reproduce the elasticity of my shorts because I don't have any rubber, but it comes with a string there.

They always trained with their armor on, and even if they took off their armor, the armor underneath them looked hot and bitter on this southern island, so I lent them my gymnastics.

It is a children's gymnastics that the slave girls made to wear, so even a relatively small berenice wore it was small in size.

As far as Clementine goes, her body is too big to fit the size at all.

My gymnastics hem is turned off when I crouch, and I can even see the line at stake.

Hey wait... why aren't you wearing underwear?

That's just fucked up.

"Oh, hey, Clementine"

"Yes, what is it?

Next door, Berenice is laughing at Nimanima.

I must have taught you how not to wear underwear when you change anyway.

Clementine, I don't care what you see.

Maybe you haven't noticed that you're seeing it.

Do you want me to wear underwear now?

No, wait. If I said that, Clementine would be shy and fussy again.

If I had done that one way or the other, my training time would be over.

You just have to see me, so let's ignore it.

"Cohon, it's nothing. This is when I teach a lot more than just flexion exercises. Have you ever done radio gymnastics?

When I hear that, they say it.

"The King recommends gymnastics in soldier training."

"I've seen it, but we're not soldiers, so we don't train like that."

The knights of the kingdom of Silesier weigh in on practical training such as bowing, wrestling and dancing for horseback riding and throwing, but on the other hand, they hate to be misunderstood and underestimated as what soldiers do.

As a soldier's school coach, I incorporated Japanese radio gymnastics (although I don't have a radio yet).

Radio gymnastics has the image of a child doing it during the summer vacation, but it's not something that I made a fool of myself either.

It is a collection of wisdom knitted over the years.

I can stretch and activate my body much more efficiently and universally than my amateur moves my body appropriately.

Muscle building squats and armrests are an excellent exercise method that survived the history of disappearing when all kinds of training were created.

"Everything is about the basics. You guys do a good prep exercise this time, too. I'll teach you from scratch, so be serious."

"Yes." "Okay."

Let me do the gymnastics with you. We both got to be more honest than before.

When I was gymnastics, I did it and Clementine's too short gymnastics hem flickered and I was curious to see a flicker...... I was tired of teaching her not to look.

"Ha... how about that. You're tired of doing gymnastics, too, aren't you?

"I'm perfectly fine." "Hey, you're warming up."

The strength of a knight who gets rammed around wearing steel full-body armor is not even as frightening as gymnastics because he is originally amazing.

Exercise as much as it wears you out, and the sun goes down.

"King, where is the horse spear (Lance) for training?

"Nothing like that."

The Damons use this training center, but they don't train horse spears.

In the harsh environment of the Abyss continent, where the Warcraft walks wide, the style beauty of a knight, even if he had a chivalrous class as commander, did not develop in such a way as to inspire his personality.

"Hmm, if you're in military training, I would have loved to show you the arms of a horse spear (Lance) in front of the king!

"King, Clementine has won many spear matches for the Kingsguard Knights."

That's a lot of strength, so playing a spear match on horseback would have made it work.

But simple power alone can't beat the enemy.

Even Clementine figured that out, didn't she?

Because I only did what I was good at, I have these now. Overcoming a bad subject is the only way to train.

"You guys, I'm telling you we're gonna train firearms today,"

"Because a musket gun is no big deal at all"

Boss, you said a hell of a thing.

"Ho, don't tell me, Berenice. You mean you don't need a gun."

"You'll be in a soldier. But I'm a knight, too. Just take a look."

Berenice takes out a western bow (archery) to try exemplary acting.

The speed at which an arrow is released is almost seconds. It was a rare fast-fire, daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-daddy-

"You've got something to say."

"Not yet."

Berenice keeps releasing arrows one after another toward her as she runs.

Nearly a hundred unleashed arrows are almost targeted.

There's really just something to say.

It's not just a knight's personal art. It is a common enough technique in action.

"That's a pretty median. Let's keep it brilliant."

"I'm not proud of you, but I'm a hundred shots from a horse. Musket guns take a long time to pop in, they don't really hit much, do they?"

You're licking this guy because you can.

What Berenice says is not a mistake, either.

When masters of musket guns and western bows (archery) confronted each other, there is also talk of a confrontation.

Some western bows are better as weapons.

But if you don't break that high nose, you won't be able to keep up with technological advances from here on out.

"Next, then, let's have Shelley do an exemplary musket gun act"

The slave girls originally acted as the Slave Girl Musketeers, so they are all good at handling guns.

Let me show you one shot.

Bread and gunfire echo.

Shelley smashed the target a hundred meters away by shooting through every arrow of Berenice stabbing him there at once.

"Berenice, have you seen this?

"Guns take a while to pop in."

Still eating. I just heard about the bouncing.

In contrast, Shelley says in dismay.

"Compared to a straight flying artillery bullet, what a strong wind a bow and arrow would be. Bullets are easier to manufacture than arrows. You can shoot me if you stuffed a stone. A musket gun is definitely a better choice for a mass battle."

"No, the archers didn't beat the musketeers."

"Ha... Mr. Berenice. If you are a general of an army, think about the cost of training archers. How many years did it take you to get that bow arm?

"Guru."

There's no way I can beat Sherry with my stuffing.

Berenice, one year older than the slave girls, must have become a bow celebrity after years of training.

In comparison, the slave girls have become gun experts in a short period of time.

Musket guns, as long as they pull the trigger, bullets fly forward for now. Even poorly trained soldiers become instant fighters.

It's a more operational weapon, so the gun replaced it with a bow.

"I'll do it," Clemantine, being honest after the faults, began shooting at the target with a musket gun.

Seems to know exactly how to use it.

But it doesn't hit.

Even if you know a musket gun, it would be the result of avoiding using it.

"Why can't even these girls masterfully hit a bullet, but I can't"

Clementine snaps remorsefully, bounces in and shoots again.

I'm surprised at the precision of Sherry's shooting. It would be hard to tell you to do that imitation all of a sudden.

"Clementine, you should try to be closer for now, depending on your training, you'll be able to guess."

"… we will refine"

With a musket gun with too little precision, I don't actually have the technology to hit this distance either.

I can do it if it's a magic gun (rifle) that combines rifling with wind magic for powerful and precision shooting.

That's why I didn't act as an exemplary, and Shelly used to do it.

Shelley explains this to both of us with a clear face.

"First by gun, I have quite a habit. Correct the error by ignoring the habit. It depends on the wind direction, wind speed, temperature and humidity of the day, but fine tuning around there is an experience. I can adjust with one shot."

That's what Shelley can do.

Dr. Lyle and Shelley seem to have a high hit rate because thanks for the elaborate simulation in their heads first before shooting.

"Why don't you use a musket gun, too, Berenice?

"I..."

"Huhun. You seem to be good at bows, but aren't you sure you can target them with guns?

"This stuff is easy!

Berenice had a cool face even if Sherry stirred him up, but if things became combat technology, I guess he's willing to be a knight.

As he was stirred up, he aimed and shot with a musket gun.

"Ah..."

But I can't hit the bullet.

"Holy shit!

I rush in, I shoot another shot, but it still doesn't hit me.

Hundreds of meters are critical to the effective range of a musket gun. You don't have to hit it.

"Oh no..."

But I hear Berenice was shocked to be able to do anything clever.

A slave girl, who is not even a professional soldier, seems to have just broken her heart when she saw the reality that knights cannot do.

Shelley speaks comfort.

"You don't have to hit it. I can train you to do it, too, so if you're Berenice's sister, who's a good bow, you'll be hit one of these days."

"You thought a musket gun was just a weapon a soldier shoots in front of in a group. You do have to train this."

The truth is, Berenice is right.

Musket guns are only weapons to barrage in groups. It is divine (cheat) to have a gun of just an iron cylinder with no rifling, aimed at a distance and hit it.

I think I broke my busy high nose, so I'll keep my mouth shut around there.

It's also certain that training can increase the hit rate, and Berenice, the master of bows, may soon be able to guess like Sherry.

"Become, Berenice. With guns, even little girls can fight each other with knights, and from now on, it's the age of guns. My escort would have trouble dealing with a firearm like Shelly."

Let's just say a little over the top.

On these occasions, I have to snag.

Berenice says remorsefully.

"As the king said, the idea seemed sweet. From now on, guns will be refined."

"I hope so."

Serious Clementine is already heartlessly continuing to shoot her musket gun.

"I, too, will refine to help the king!

"Yeah, good luck with Clementine."

And then, in addition to training for musket guns, I also studied how to shoot cannons.

In this area, Berenice and the others are in a position to be taught because I and the slave girls will be seniors.

I haven't had this kind of training in a long time either, so I had a lot to learn while teaching.

Sometimes, military instruction is a good thing.

It's time for the war to start, so we have to tighten it up.

"Good luck to your husband"

Colette and Viola distribute pink juice.

"Cold and delicious this"

"It's guava juice. Squeeze the fruit juice and add sugar and water to cool it."

It has a mild sweetness and sourness and has a fatigue restoring effect.

As we all drink, Berenice says naughty.

"King, should we also refine our cuisine?

"You guys are knights, so I don't want to go that far. If you're going to help me, I'd appreciate it."

Dinner was full of freshly harvested potatoes.

I also asked two of the escort knights to help me skin the potatoes because there better be more crowds...

"Clementine, leave the rest to Berenice, you can line up on a plate too"

"Excuse me."

I started trashing potatoes so I panicked to stop. Can it be used for simmering?

You've never held a knife before. Because she's a noble lady?

Potatoes on this island are extraordinary foods brought in by Avispania as combat food, but they are more thankful to me than extravagant dishes.

The staple foods aren't bad for potatoes.

The table is lined with a wide array of potato dishes. Butter is great, then.

It's a luxury to make it out of new jaga. The fragrant aroma of swinging butter gives me an appetite.

"This is it. It's hokey and delicious!

It's a nostalgic flavor that I used to eat at summer festival nightclubs.

At the end of such a different world, I never thought I'd remember my hometown.

The butter is simply delicious, so it is well received by everyone.

"King, this is delicious"

"I would. That's the real Germanic potato."

Germanic potatoes are dishes of onions, bacon and potatoes.

The salt and pepper are well resourced and delicious, but even if I said true germane potatoes or something, they just made me look like Hatena.

"What are you, a germain?

"Oh, I mean Germania... well, never mind. That's the name of the dish."

Because when I went to Germania, I was sorry I didn't have potatoes even though I had Germanic potato ingredients.

I've always wanted to make it.

I saw Berenice eating it looking delicious and snuck up on the lol with the butter on her fork and doing a mog mog.

"Hey Lol. You're not weak on Dwarf?

Both Berenice and Roll are the same Black Fairies (Dwarves).

Maybe we'll find a good way to contain it.

"Um, there's nothing there."

"Is there to be"

That's a not-so-neat way to put it on the roll.

"This isn't really... I don't know if you should be with someone else."

"Can you tell me somehow there"

Something's extra bothering me when they say that.

"Um, I don't think you're ready yet. Then come here for a second. You can't go anywhere with this."

He slapped me in the ear with Gonyo Gonyo.

"I see, is Dwarf a weakness inside his ear"

"Yeah, you can rub it on your toes."

The Black Fairy of Cruel Fantasy (Dwarf) has long ears, similar to an elf.

The ear, the sensory organ of the fairy clan, is quite sensitive, and it seems to be a weakness to put your finger inside it and rub it hard.

"I'll give it a shot."

"Hiaaah!

I tried and rubbed Roll's ears and he shouted and sat on the spot.

"I see this is going to work. Thanks, Lol."

"Ugh. You shouldn't say anything at all..."

The healthy roll is working so weakly.

I heard some really good things.

Next time Berenice does something, I'll punish him with this.