Takarakuji de 40-oku Atattandakedo Isekai ni Ijuu Suru

The next morning.

Add Balin, who came back at dawn as proclaimed, and the three finished their breakfast.

After breakfast, there was a small break, and Valletta chatted with Ichiyoshi and I, while keeping a college note of the items to be sourced in Japan.

After a few days, Ichigo would go to Isteria again, so I carefully checked to make sure I didn't forget to buy it.

After checking carefully for about 30 minutes, Barletta dropped off Ichiba on her way to Japan from the entrance to the mansion.

Wash dishes quickly in the earthly washing area and leave the mansion holding a basket containing laundry and a water bucket containing soap.

Keep exiting the village entrance to the waterway where the river's water is flowing.

"(I guess I want an aqueduct with constant water flow in the village as well)"

When you are not sending water to the village storage pond, the water drawn up by the water truck will be returned downstream of the river in front of the village entrance, so there is no water flowing down the waterway in the village.

For this reason, when the village pond is full as it is now, it is necessary to leave once outside the village in order to use fresh water.

Before Ichigo came to the village, the water used for cooking and laundry used his back and water bottle to store and store what he had brought from the river, while saving money.

I am able to live a much more convenient life than I would have by then, but it would be a natural consequence that I would want to live a more convenient life.

Incidentally, the water truck currently installed in the river has been returned to the water truck that Ichirano had previously procured from Japan.

When Barletta reached the waterway, the servants of Isaac's troops had already done the laundry beside the waterway.

When Baretta greets the servants, she kneels down beside the waterway and draws water into the bucket, just as the servants do, and begins to carefully wash the laundry she puts inside with soap.

When I finished washing all the laundry after about 10 minutes, I stood up and looked around.

The camp, set a short distance from the waterway, is stretched with many tents, and carriages are connected by the tents.

When Baretta found the rear of the person she was looking for on the outskirts of the camp, she grabbed the laundry and ran over to the person on a small run.

"Good morning, Isaac."

Isaac smiled as he turned to Barletta's voice, talking to the soldier who was nearby somewhat.

"Good morning. I'm sorry I was late last night. Has Master Kazra already gone to the kingdom of God?

Back off the soldier he was talking to, make sure there are no people around him, and then Isaac confirms a good location.

"Yes, I went out earlier. He said he'd be back at lunch tomorrow, and maybe he'll go out again."

"Really...... even in Isteria, Master Kazra spares no effort for our country, even while we sleep, and you work really hard. When Master Kazura returns, please respond so that we can just relax while we are in this village. I'll do anything I can to help, so call me."

Isaac, who smiles at me for saying so, can't even feel the pride of nobility and so on.

After all, Barletta was pleased that this man was not like the other nobles.

Havel and Narson also responded very politely, but Baretta felt something was different compared to Isaac.

If he will stay beside the best, he will help the best no matter what happens around the best.

"Okay. So it's quick, but I need to ask Mr. Isaac for one favor. May I?

"Of course it is. Say anything."

"I want you to teach me martial arts."

Isaac got a decent look at the unexpected offer from Barletta.

"Martial Arts......? Why?"

To Isaac, who inquires, Barletta turns a serious look.

With a height difference of at least one minute, it's like Barretta looking up at Isaac.

"When the village was attacked by a burglar before, I could do too little of fear. So even if the same thing happens next, I want to be able to fight it right now."

That being said, Barletta was a little worried about going on, but cemented her resolve when she realized Isaac was pointing a serious look at herself.

To this man, let's tell the truth.

"I want to be able to protect Mr. Kazra. To do that, we need martial arts."

When Barletta said so, Isaac narrowed his eyes much.

"Martial arts, too?"

"Yes, martial arts, too."

And Isaac remained silent for a few seconds, but when he took one breath, he opened his mouth.

"He wants to protect Master Kazra, but martial arts are not something he wears overnight. If it is also a technology to protect people, it will take even longer. Besides, there are limited opportunities for me to come to the village of Grisea. I'm sorry, but when it comes to martial arts training, I don't think I can help Mr. Barletta."

"Still, please. If you teach me the basics and how to train, I will train myself while Mr. Isaac is not in the village"

To Barletta's dialogue, Isaac flashed his face a little.

"I can come to the village of Grisea once in a month or so, right? I say I train myself, but if I have a weird habit while I'm gone, I won't be able to take it back. Besides, I don't think Mr. Barletta is very suitable for the fight. We should direct our efforts in a different direction."

"… then try"

"... what?

Barletta looks straight at Isaac, who is turning a blind eye.

"Me and, please, make arrangements. If I win, teach me martial arts. If I lose, I'll give up then."

……

Isaac gave Baretta a look like, "What are you talking about, this girl?"

But I can't even feel the dust playing around with Barletta's atmosphere.

Not too much, I meant it.

When Isaac sighed one, he put his head on like, oh man.

"If that's all you have to say, let's work together. But if you lose, then this story is over. Is that all right?

When Isaac acknowledged, Baretta smiled relieved.

It was as if, after I had already won the battle, I smiled relieved.

"Yes, thank you. I'm gonna dry my laundry for a second, okay?

"Okay. Prepare your gear here. Can I have your sword and shield?

"That's okay. Shields are fine with heavy stuff, so please give me a circular shield like you all use. And the place for you to go is in the woods outside the village."

"It's a forest off the village, isn't it? Okay, we'll be on our way when we're ready."

"Yes, thank you"

When Barletta said so and lowered her head with a pepper, she rushed to the village in a light foothold.

Isaac went back to the camp to pick up his gear, feeling something unexplained.

Then 30 minutes later.

In the woods outside the village, Barletta had a circular shield and a training wooden sword in her hand, confronting Isaac.

The wooden sword is reinforced with bronze on the patterned part and is made to not break with slight or gentle impact.

The shield is a circular shield commonly used by soldiers in the unit, reinforced with bronze.

The forearm part can be securely fixed with a skin belt, and by gripping the handles, the shield is constructed to distribute the weight.

Isaac was also equipped similar to Barletta, and the distance between the two was about five meters away.

"Uh, thank you. What do we do about winning and losing?

"Let's say we win if we can make them say it's gone. or judging each time depending on the circumstances."

Isaac looks to Barletta in the same way as usual, in response to Barletta asking in a slightly nervous manner.

Just because they're five little girls younger than themselves, Isaac doesn't mean to be alarmed or discouraged.

Isaac was thinking that I'm sure Barletta thinks she'll add her palms.

But I have no intention of meeting such expectations.

Half-hearted kindness can also lead to the reaping of one's life later.

Isaac was ghosting his heart that it was only tough to face that it would be for the future for this daughter.

"Now, come to the best of your ability. Fight with all your souls so you don't regret it."

"All the best..."

Hearing full force, Barletta gave a slightly uneasy look.

I'm confused as to what to do, even if they say it's all in one word.

"Yes, it's all I can do. Come towards me with the intention of killing me. It's like avenging someone you hate, doing everything you can."

"Oh, even if they say so..."

"Then think of me as the vengeance in the hands of Master Kazura. It is now up to you to take revenge for taking the lives of your loved ones."

Isaac tries to make Barletta give her all she can so that she doesn't have regrets or remnants of her heart in a strangely bewildered way of fighting.

Fighting with anger is not inherently a good way to fight because you won't be able to make a calm decision.

But we should ignore those details at this time.

Between Barletta, an amateur, and Isaac, a born soldier, there is a difference in fighting skills, judgment, and even physical ability.

Isaac thought what was important was to let them do their utmost, and to make them accept defeat as a result.

"... Mr. Kazra's, Vengeance"

When Baretta snaps, she gently closes her eyes and focuses her consciousness.

……

Imagine Isaac in front of you slaughtering and killing Ichigo.

A long sword is waved and a good arm is cut off.

He is stabbed through the torso and blood from the wound erupts vigorously.

Someone who loves to be slaughtered and killed without remnants and collapsed to the ground as an untold wreck.

I was right around the corner, but I couldn't do anything, and I was just staring at it.

Quietly and repeatedly recreate the situation in your head.

A black emotion named hate boils down from the bottom of my mind in a tragedy that I just want to build in my squeamish concentration.

I'm going to kill you, and when I snapped a word in my heart, the mainstream of the kill filled my head all at once.

"Huh!?

Isaac breathed unexpectedly into Barretta's unusual atmosphere, which opened her eyes softly.

From Baretta's face, the expression had disappeared.

Behind those eyes that look at themselves, there is a slight murdering temper.

Soon, the chirping of birds and the sighing of insects had stopped, which had been echoing in the woods until earlier.

"I'll go."

Along with a short proclamation, Barletta kicks the ground in an egregious way and advances toward Isaac.

The distance, which was close to five meters, clogs all at once in enough time to blink.

Awaya collision.

Shortly before that, Barletta shook the wooden sword in her right hand, lying flat at her fingertips.

"Gu!?

A powerful blow with no skill, no snagging, and no rushing destructiveness.

Isaac prevents it with a shield at the rinse by spinal reflexes.

impact off the digit (broken) transmitted from the shield to the arm, along with the deafening collision sound of

To such an impact, Isaac swung the wooden sword in his hand down against Barletta as he curled backwards.

A serious blow, albeit from an unstable posture, that hasn't done anything about it.

But that blow, which seemed to hit Barletta's shoulder, cut the void open.

……

Barletta quickly turned herself around and dodged Isaac's attack at the edge of the line.

He immediately bounced backwards about two meters in the backstep, once at a distance and regained his posture.

Drop your hips deep and kick the ground one more time to pack that distance all at once.

Again, a powerful blow from the side with full force.

Something that eats the same hand twice, Isaac steps in to push the shield himself at the same time as Barletta shakes it, to kill Barletta's sword strike.

"What!?

Shortly before Barretta's wooden sword and Isaac's shield collided, Isaac's shield was grabbed by Barretta's right hand, who let go of the wooden sword.

Conversely, the momentum is exploited and forced forward by the out-of-digit arm force.

"Guh!"

Intense foot payments, like kicking it off, where it's largely out of balance.

Isaac completely broke his center of gravity and was slammed to the ground in a relaxing way.

"There's a battle."

On the back of Isaac's head, which collapses into a lie, Barletta pushed the edge of the shield attached to her left hand.